Aah, ah, ah, oh. Aah, aah, aah, oh. . I don't know where to start or where to stop. My luck's like a button. I can't stop pushing it. My head feels light.
Well who would've guessed?. Well I guess I should. The second night was just as good. By the end of the week we were living as one. Gone two years now we're still together.
Turn it up. Watch the skies for signs or planes. Same old bad news again today. Just a thousand ways to make torture sound polite. . From H. Block to Springbok, bok, bok.
Say you'll be there. I'll change my clothes and wash my hair. Say that you might. I'd sit outside your door all night. Quiet as a mouse. Say yes and I'll go to our mom's house.