When I saw you down at the Lido. It was a hot Saturday night. You were on fire and I was burning up. But just one look from you. And I knew it would be alright.
Big butts & blow jobs. They go together like. The sun and the sky. Like whiskey and rye. . Like ice cream and pie. Like lovers and sighs. Big butts & blow jobs.
We shared a good laugh. We shared a tear or two. And they can't take that away. We shared the good times. We shared the bad times too. I know you want me to stay oh yeah!.
I am batman but you can call me Bob. And when I see the boy wonder I say yo rob. I used to wear a cape and do the leotard bit. But now I wear all serious because I don't give a shit.
Strawberry pizza flavored lifesaver lover. Hold me a little tighter honey underneath the covers. I got a holographic heart shaped muscle in my chest. That needs a little loving and I know you do it best but.
You're looking quite sharp, sugar.. You've got some teeth on that stare.. You've got them tattered blue jeans on.. You've done that thing with your hair..
here we are back to play the same old games. as if things never changed. the blood still tastes the same. ash to ash, back to back, and dusk to dusk. you look so upper-crust.
[Intro]. . One, two, three, four and five. Blood ran cold, but I'm comin' alive. One, two, three, four and five. Blood ran cold, but I'm comin' alive.
I wouldn't sell my belt to industry. So they carded me and they carted me off. Naked but that belt around my waste. It was my father's once, I still see his face.
And if I died, it would be fine. If I died by your side. If you could spare one of your nine lives. We could ditch this coast, get in my car and drive.
Baby girl, I'm a blur. I spoiled, stunted, sickened her. God and death are none of my concern. I'm no philosopher. . Deep in your heart, stitched the key.
Brilliant sky nothing has changed. I'm exactly the same as before. We went cruising in a high speed lane. I'm still dreaming of open sky, open road. .
Bend The Rules. . I'm used to being scared, from time to time. Used to redefining, my way of life. 'Cause nothing really stays the same. Nothing ever will.
I talked to an old man, he had a Bible in a sack. He looked like Mother Nature had a heart attack. He said, "I used to have money and visions too. But love and life has changed my points of view".
Rubber necks starin' at the long nose runner parked beside this old GMC. Bright light burnin' but the girl ain't a sayin'. Nothin' she don't want to say.
You have driven something special. From inside of me. I can't fight and I won't wrestle. With a broken dream. . There are miles and miles of highway. I've yet to see.
So tell me all about it, baby. How love's a conquest of the heart. How life's a motel for your dreams. It's just a runnin' start. . Love's an addiction, love survives.
He said he was the grandson of Johnny B. Goode. Some thought he couldn't but I thought he could. He set his mind talkin' about Elvis lookin' like James Dean.
Well, there's a girl in the neighborhood. I'd get close to her if I could. I think she likes me but I don't know for sure. I walk by and she's wavin' from the door.