Ooh ooh ooh. The candle pictures of you. The things I, I plan to do to. You won't see until I'm done. My portion has just begun. . Now you feel obsessed with me.
Daily, seems like I just can't get ahead as soon as I get out the bed. There's always something going on to drive me crazy. I try to keep from going insane but I can't help but gripe and complain.
Harvest your tears, in a sieve. I can spill things down your shoulders, hold them. And Im afraid you remind me of Santa Claus. In a good way. . And you are like Santa Claus.
This is my house, roll out the red carpet. Doghead in the window. Never was a little girl. Have wine, I can't drink yet. Day pianos I can't afford. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
I want you, I need you. Give it to me, slowly. Give me your hand. Sexy thoughts, yeah. . Day or night, it's the way of life. Whatever keeps me pumpin'.
It all went down at the cantina that she liked. Everyone would watch her as she danced all through the lights. She was the center of attraction in his mind.
C'mon, you know you like it. . Baby, I'm down to do what you want. There's some conditions you'll have to follow. You know that I'm not afraid to party.
(1) That's what I want. That's what I need. That's what I want. Ho-down. She sprays her lies around her like the clouds release the rain. And endless stream of promises that vaporize again.
I can feel the energy building up inside of me. It wants to get out. It wants to let go. Do you feel the way I feel with your little sex appeal baby, baby.
Well It's. Sundown in the sinkhole. It's sunrise up on the hill. The thieves are sleeping in Hades' bum. And they're keeping very still. It's summer in Winter Haven.