My parents knew these people who. For all their faults were very nice;. They owned a farm whose "Olde Worlde" charm. Earned it the name of "Paradise"..
Bernice bobs her hair in the barber's in the square. All her new-found friends are there to see it done. Bernice bobs her hair. She's been driven to despair.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream, bears all its sons away;. They fly, forgotten, as a dream dies at the op'ning day.. . Rub-a-dub-dub. It's time for a scrub.
I wanna chill, I wanna sit real still. I wanna sleep like the dead on a bed of roses. Me and my lovely wife. We're in the prime of life. I wanna feel real, I wanna free-wheel.
I've got a beauty mark. written on my skin. close to my heart. my favourite part. my beauty mark. . I keep it out of sight. safe from the world outside.