I was a mess in my open eyed youth. I grew up thinking. What's good for one, oppresses the other. It's my turn, my life, my way, mine, me. It made me crazy.
You go on ahead, honey. You have a good time there. You make me feel funny. I'm no ordinary lover or friend. . I believe we have things to do. I believe in myself and I believe in you.
(What I sense). . As far as I know, baby, you can see. As far as I go, funky baby, digging deep inside of me. . Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.
You lose your way. You've gotta land. You've gotta make another plan. But sometimes I am too tired. . You've gotta smile. You've gotta play. You've gotta work another day.
You lose your way, you've gotta land. You've gotta make another plan. But sometimes I am too tired. . You gotta smile, you've gotta play. You've gotta work another day.
The six dick pimp is just doing his job. Making sure that business isn't going under. He's got the studs lined up in their stalls. Put a couple of bills in, you see six minutes of balls.
If you ask me why I lie to you. I can tell you I don't know myself. It's amazingly dishonest. But I'd have to recognize it as part of myself. . Straighten up, why can't you straighten up?.
Orange and blue, green and pink. I see you in everything. Don't need money, don't need wine. I've got better ways to spend my time. . I'll see you around.
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green. And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide. And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money in his mattress.
But don't worry, mom, I met him in a restaurant. And all this time I've been getting to know him. He's got an ex-wife in pasadena. And sometimes she's a mess to deal with.
There's a portrait of Uncle Alvarez. Hangin' in the hall. Nobody wants to look at it. But Uncle Alvarez, sees us all. . Oh, oh, oh imaginary accomplishments.
I don't know what you're after. Wanna know all the details of my disaster. Like an accident on the side of the road. And you're driving past slow but there's nothing to see here.
I don't need a support system, lifting me into prop position. What I need is a man of action, I need my attraction to you. Driving me down all those dangerous avenues.
When I was young. I crashed the car. I tried to bend it back into shape. With a rake for a crowbar. . I wasn't dumb. But I was so naive. I saw the signs.
The fire you like so much in me. Is the mark of someone adamantly free. But you can't stop yourself from wanting worse. 'Cause nothing feeds a hunger like a thirst.
Oh my, look at you, the wide-eyed ingenue. See me coming, whisper something. Who are you? Looking through the glass at me. Like you're gonna make it happen.
For a mean baby, well, I like your pants. Born in South Dakota. For a mean baby, well, I like your hips. Born in South Dakota. . I was born in South Dakota.
He's just a hero in a long line of heroes. Looking for something attractive to save. They say he rode in on the back of a pickup. And he won't leave town 'til you remember his name.
The six dick pimp is just doing his job. Making sure that business isn't going under. He's got the studs lined up in their stalls. Put a couple of bills in, you see six minutes of balls.
Louis is probably thirty years old. But he looks like a solid 45. Louis says he's got a headache. I look in his eyes and I believe him. . The big L.K.'s and the gangster disciples.