You've got your hair permed. You've got your red dress on. Screamin' that second gear was such a turn on. And the fog forming on my window tells me that the morning's here.
Stick it up, mister. Hear what I say, sir, yeah. Get your hands in the air, sir. And you will get no hurt, mister, no no no. . I said, "Yeah". (I said, "Yeah").
I got 29 ways just to make it to my baby's door. (to my lovin baby's door). I got 29 ways just to make it to my baby's door. (to my lovin baby's door).
it's silent in the early morning the only sound is my breathing. as i lay awake not knowing where it will be i'm going.. but i know, time moves slow at 12:59, i sing lullaby.
Out of my mind on Saturday night. Ninteen-seventy rollin' in sight. Radio burnin' up above. Beautiful baby, feed my love all night. . Till I blow away.
Out of my mind on Saturday night. Ninteen-seventy rollin' in sight. Radio burnin' up above. Beautiful baby, feed my love all night. . Till I blow away.
Fat Boy'da bir hamburger yiyeyim derken ilk defa gördüm onu. Nefis bir motordu, istediğim herşey işte oradaydı. . 3 2 1 Gaz. Bana hiç birşey olmaz. Önümden çekil.
1980's rock 'n' roll, 1980's rock 'n' roll. . Another decade has come and faded. Another 10 years in front of you. To keep us all from going insane. All we gotta do is keep on playin'.
Well, allright!. . Well, it's ninteen sixty-nine, okay. All across the USA. It's another year for me and you. Another year with nothing to do. Well, it's another year for me and you.
Out of my mind on Saturday night. Ninteen-seventy rollin' in sight. Radio burnin' up above. Beautiful baby, feed my love all night. . Till I blow away.
I remember every single day of my life. So far.. And there are more of them, than there are stars.. Only the ones I can see count.. But suddenly the stars fade and die..
Windows 95. You're long gone but I'm still alive. I've gone so far, not even knowing how. I suppose the world is so much smaller now. . The plans that you made.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!. I find it hard to live with all my choices. It's time to turn a deaf ear to those voices. And did you ever think to ask my opinion (Yeah!).
Lonely in this white room, there are pads everywhere. Chafing straitjacket, I won't die in there. Save me smiling Jesus, get off that cross. Hate me screaming masses.
It's about this constant addiction. About this greater demand. As I reach for the laugh with only seconds left. I'm getting deeper. . It's about this constant addiction.
Red and white stripes flyin'. White for skin & red for dying. Why can't I walk. on through and not feel like one is in hell. We don't need no water let the.
There's a place where I like to go. When I got no food or I got no shelter. It's a house where I can get away. For maybe 3 days. To get off the drink and stay off the haze.
White Stones, Queens 1974. Fathers talking shit. Motherfucker slam the door. Hittin' the streets runnin' can I take this any more?. In the reins of the trains I cuddle on the floor.
Chorus: think I'll have lines on my face. When I get out of this place. So I guess I'll be ever so carefull. It wouldn't help to deny. I'm well advised to comply.
There's a feeling I get. Takes me back to Graceland. There's a courage I get. Stolen wisdom from my old man. . Won't break a sweat because I'm losing my emotion.