I don't know what took you so far away. What country kidnapped you from me today. I don't understand why you run astray. I just want to love you in my way.
The queen of southern France is begging you to dance. I said the queen of southern France is giving you the chance. . Chorus:. . Barbara, Barbara. She wants you to.
There's no one stirring on my street tonight. There's no one leaning on my window pane, that's right. No one to ascertain or just apologize to. There's no one to kill my anxiousness again.
All in all we're fading. Like a soul lost in the wilderness. We're cold and we're cut off from it. Not knowing where it's gonna end. . There's a star in Bethlehem, it's calling you.
Many times I've been told. That old gal ain't got no soul. She'll chew you up, spit you out. Leave you boy, there ain't no doubt. All the men say she's mean.
I was born on the wrong side of the tracks. And all my life Ive had to kick and fight. When the world comes after me. I aint one to start a fight. But Ill stand up for whats right.
I was young and single. Glad that i was free. Had my whole life ahead. There was nothing stoppin me. . Headed out to Vegas, me and all my friends. Just a bunch of clowns runnin round in a town of sin.
She unsnapped the top two buttons on my shirt. I felt myself melting in her eyes. One slow kiss from her sweet lips said a thousand words. Good night soul, it was supposed to be I said.
I ain't gettin' up early, ain't sittin' outside. I've frozen my ass for the very last time. Settin' my sights on a brand new kind of prey. No sneakin' up on 'em, ain't gotta be quiet.
Beer, Bait And Ammo By Kevin Fowler. . Well now early one day I was on my way. To my favorite fishin' hole. I was thinking I could sure use another bottle of booze.
[Kevin Cossom - Chorus]. What you know about this life. Just relax baby get. You're on your way to the best night ever. No top on the car (no top, no top).
Brooklyn boy, born and raised, chopping lines. Hey, hey, it's my birthday. It's a toy I torched, a tar pit flame, a lockjaw night. Hey, hey, it's my birthday.
I decided God was. No longer in my bed. Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love. . Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love. Big love is dead love.
A good man doesn't drink. And I've been drinking alone. So what does that make me?. . My hands they always shake. And no one's calling my phone. So what does that make me?.
At night I see a great big tree. An icy waterfall on me. Oh I blame it on the night. Yes I blame it on the night. Well I blame it on the night. The Virgin Mary by my bed.
Pontiac, Pontiac, out there in my backyard. Gonna fix it up, paint it red, gonna make that engine go. Chevrolet, Chevrolet, the Chevy, it ain't running.
Yeah yeah yeah,. It's C O S S O M yeah,. Never change (x3). . You know just how to make a smile,. never hesitate and give me all your love,. and them other girls already know what's up,.
Tell me how you gonna act in the club when you turn around. And everybody packed in the club. When you gettin' turned up, when the song comes on. Gon' head and turn this mother f*** up.
Rainy bodega roses. The shop never closes. They change shifts at dawn. Even in the smallest hours. Fresh cut red flowers. But you just walk on. . My love, my grey-eyed.
now keep this to yourself but. my love plays games with me. i don't mean gin or monopoly. strings me along like some pet animal or other. why do i play her game.