This will be the day. That u will hear me say. That I will never run away. I am here for u. Love is meant for two. Now tell me what u're gonna do. . If I gave u diamonds and pearls.
I get delirious whenever you're near. lose all self-control, baby just can't steer. wheels get locked in place. stupid look on my face. It comes 2 makin' a pass, pretty mama.
Riding in my Thunderbird on the freeway. I turned on my radio 2 hear some music play. I got a silly rapper talking silly shit instead. Sayin' the only good rapper is one that's dead on it.
I knew a girl named Nikki. I guess you could say she was a sex fiend. I met her in a hotel lobby. Masturbating with a magazine. She said how'd you like to waste some time.
Ow!. Pick it up!. There's a bass guitar in this. Ow! {x4}. . Grenade launcher roars in a television sky. Tell me how many young brothers must die?. . Dance on, dance on.
Oh Daddy. Oooh, sock it to me. . See my brother talkin' plently head. Steady wishin' he could sleep in your bed. Steady wishin' he was in your car. Just a steady wishin' that he was who you are.
Everybody, get on the floor. What the hell'd you come here for?. Girl, it ain't no use. You might as well get loose. Work your body like a whore. . Say everybody, get on the beat.
Ooh oooh. Come on. I don't hardly know her. But I think I could love her. I hope she walks over. Cuz I've been waiting to show her. Crimson and clover.
This is it. It's time for you to go to the wire. You will hit. 'Cos you got the burnin' desire. It's your time (time). You got the horn so why don't you blow it?.
You have got a strange way about you. . Kinda' crazy but I love you just the same. . Because you, oh you make me wanna do, oh everything. . I'm just a crazy fool, lost in the world of love.
This is it. It's time for you to go to the wire. You will hit. 'Cos you got the burnin' desire. It's your time (time). You got the horn so why don't you blow it?.
There was a girl in Paris. Whom he sent a letter 2. Hoping she would answer back. Now wasn't that a fool. Hardy notion on the part of a. Sometimes lonely musician.
This song's about a high class model,. over in Paris, France (Oh, Cindy C). If I get a camera,. Tell me will u dance (will u play with me?). If I take a picture,.
Everyone come behold Christopher Tracy's Parade. The show will proceed,. unless it should rain strawberry lemonade. Hopefully, that will not occur;. the man above has been paid.
I got a box a chocolates. That'll rock the socks of any. Girl, that wanna come my way. . I got a box a chocolates. That'll rock the socks of any. I got a box a chocolates.
Call, call my name. Call it, call my name. . Heard your voice this morning, calling out my name,. It had been so long since I heard it, that it didn't really sound quite the same, no.
(Gal). Let me see ya dance. . New coat, huh?. That's nice. Did u buy it?. Yeah, right. U seeing that rich motherfucker again. U know who I'm talking about.
Just behind Groovy Potential, this is my favorite cut off the album.. . Reading the lyrics helps me comprehend the a little better.. . Any corrections are encouraged and welcomed..
Alright you polaroids. let's go!. (yeah. yeah. yeah.). Mhh we're in the big city. Uh. come on!. . Where ever we are it's a big city. Dirty little hotel room or working on a farm.
This might seem strange. Since so much time has passed. And since only one of us. Still looks the same. Your words not mine, baby. You are still fine yes you are.