Buy more stock in roses. Millionaires will always woo. Don't be shocked if roses. Make a millionaire of you.
Reno Dakota there's not an iota of kindness in you. You know you enthrall me and yet you don't call me. It's making me blue. Pantone two ninety two. .
Punk rock love. Punk love, punk love. . Punk rock love. Punk love, punk love. . Punk rock love. Punk love, punk love. ....
My girl is the queen of the savages. She don't know the modern world and its ravages. Instead of money she's got yams and cabbages. . She lives in a dome.
Please stop dancing in my head. I have cried till I'm half dead. Please stop dancing in my head. . Please stop dancing in my mind. I have cried till I'm half blind.
A pretty girl is like a minstrel show. It makes you laugh, it makes you cry, you go. It just isn't the same on radio. It's all about the makeup and the dancing and the oh.
I'll linger here. Your ring upon my finger, dear. And sing till dawn. A song of you and me and what and why. . For time is all. I have to keep. Between these walls.
Was there some part of you? Tail or hunchback. That, when they cut it off, grew back?. You were a little girl with starry eyes. Now you're a sad young man and no one knows why.
I'm just a painted flower on silk brocade. Left in the sun, I will slowly fade. Fade to nothing like I'd never been made. Like I'd never been made. . I'm just a painted flower, a frozen bloom.
Dance with me my old friend, once before we go. Let's pretend this song won't end. And we never have to go home. And we'll dance among the chandeliers.
Old fools, dancing. Old fools who believe. That they can dance and sing. And fall in love. After all, love. . Old wines, old shoes. Old lines who would've thought.
If you don't mind. Why don't you mind. Where is your sense of indignation. You are too kind, much too kind. . Where is the madness. That you promised me?.
Billie, you're a miracle and God knows, I need one. Sing me something terrible that even dawn may come. You and me, we don't believe in happy endings.
Meaningless?. You mean it's all been meaningless?. Every whisper and caress?. Yes, yes, yes, it was totally meaningless. . Meaningless. Like when two fireflies fluoresce.
They say, everyone you touch, turns to gold. They say, we're too young, I think we're too old. Ugly as sin, pale, and thing. They've been wrong before.
It makes you blind, it does you in. It makes you think you're pretty tough. It makes you prone to crime and sin. It makes you say things off the cuff.
Love is, love is like jazz. . You make it up as you go along. And you act as if you really know the song. But you don't and you never will. So you flaunt your mistakes and you make them until.
The woman with no nose. I know where she goes. The old guy with the gold eye. We go back, he and I. . Dont smile, we dont do that here baby. . Love in the shadows.
Summer, summer, summer. Slowly turned into fall. Me and my baby doll. Never went to the beach. . Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere. Was a place we could run.
I'm counting the habits you made me break. I'm counting the drugs you won't let me take. I'm counting my friends you won't let me see. . I've had enough, you never give me anything.