She sends me blue valentines. all the way from Philadelphia. to mark the anniversary. of someone that I used to be. and it feels just like a warrent. is out for my arrest.
She sends me blue valentines all the way from Philadelphia. To mark the anniversary of someone that I used to be. And it feels like a warrant, out for my arrest.
So this is kind of a little anthem here.... . All my friends are married. every Tom and Dick and Harry. you must be strong. if you to go it alone. Here's to the bachelors.
good mornin mr. snip snip snip witchur haircut jus as short as mine. bay rum lucky tiger butch wax cracker jacks shoe shine jaw breaker. magazine racks hangin round the barber shop a side burnin close crop.
Well, I got a bad liver and a broken heart. Yeah, I drunk me a river since you tore me apart. And I don't have a drinking problem, except when I can't get a drink.
When I was a boy, the moon was a pearl the sun a yellow gold.. But when I was a man, the wind blew cold the hills were upside down.. But now that I have gone from here there's no place I'd rather be.
You're the head on the spear. You're the nail on the cross. You're the fly in my beer. You're the key that got lost. You're the letter from Jesus on the bathroom wall.
If you don't want these arms to hold you. If you don't want these lips to kiss you. If you've found somebody new. Put me back in the crowd. Put the sun behind the clouds.
In the evening he stumbles home with his tie undone. And as the moon sweeps 7th Avenue as usual. You lie awake at night. You remember when. now that Annie's back in town.
But it's raining, it's pouring. Didn't bring a sweater. Nebraska never lets you come back home. No Hollywood wine by the thrifty mart sign. . Any night I'll be willin' to bet.
But it's raining, it's pouring. Didn't bring a sweater. Nebraska never lets you come back home. No Hollywood wine by the thrifty mart sign. . Any night I'll be willin' to bet.
A sight for sore eyes it's a long time no see. Workin' hard hardly workin. Hey man, you know me. Water under the bridge did y'a see my new car. Well it's bought and it's payed for parked outside of the bar.
I always play Russian Roulette in my head. It's sventeen black and twenty-nine red. How far from the gutter. How far fron the pew. I'll always remember to forget about you.
Check this strange beverage fall out from the sky. Splashin' Baghdad on the Hudson in Panther Martin's eyes. He's high and outside wearin' candy apple red.
Little black girl, red dress. Hot night with a broken shoe. Little black girl, you shoulda never left home. There's probably someone still waitin' up for you.
The piano has been drinking, my necktie is asleep. And the combo went back to New York, the jukebox has to take a leak. And the carpet needs a haircut, and the spotlight looks like a prison break.
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I don't wanna grow up, no. I don't wanna grow up. I'm still naive. Young, wild and free. I don't wanna hear it, no. . I don't wanna feel it. Don't lecture me.
Let's put a new coat of paint. On this lonesome old town. Set 'em up, we'll be knockin' 'em down. . You wear a dress. Baby I'll a tie. We'll laugh at that old bloodshot moon.
Edna million in a drop dead suit. Dutch pink on a downtown train. Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot. I'm in the corner on the pouring rain. Sixteen men on a dead man's chest.