You can play it hard. You can play it fast. You can play it slow so that it'll last. You can play it cool. You can play it sweet. You can push the tempo.
I see you and I have to turn my face-. This is how things must be now for me,. So sadly.. You tell me that I must take back my heart-. But I want you, I want you, I want you.
If only I could get through this. If only I could get through this. I gotta get through this. I gotta get through this. I gotta make it. Gotta make it.
"Day Job" by artist Ronnie Rockets. Performed by Ronald Douglas. . [Pre- Chorus]. Day job. Hey, Day job. Hope them boys don't quit their day job. . [Hook].
Your love is a canvas, show me your colors. I know that they're darker, & I wanna mix them up with mine. You got that somethin', a dirty perfection, you're making me nervous.
I know what you're thinkin'. starin' from a distance. I heard it all before. So i don't wanna listen. Just show me what you want girl. Why you wanna front girl.
I drift into another world again, I wanna have it all,. you fly me to your galaxy and then, that's when I start to fall upon the floor,. I won't let this angel get away,.
She works at it hard and she keeps herself to herself. But she can take what she gets anyway. She talks of the things and places she wants to go. But she knows that she wants all the things she wants.
We're sailing ships across the desert. And fading in the Arabian sun. You're stallion stands to watch the sun set. The women scream as the camels run.
I don't feel the pain,. You are all the same. . I just feel the fire,. I just feel desire.
Straighter than the flat line freeway. That's the way your hair falls down. We could watch the trains from the tightrope. Chase the dark. . Out here on a desert fault line.
looking out on my roof last night. woken up from a dream. i saw a typhoon coming in close. bringing the clouds down to the sea. making the world look gray and alone.
Doctor doctor, please. Oh, the mess I'm in. Doctor doctor, please,. Oh the mess I'm in. She walked up to me. And really stole my heart. And then she started.
Does it matter how?. Does it matter when?. If you market yourself for blood. How do you come back?. . She sees red at night. No one knows. She sees red at night.
Sometimes I just can't get cozy. My heart it pounds and my cheeks get rosy for you.... I'll wait. Stuck here in my little palace. My mind it races can't keep the pace but for you... I'll wait.
Tell myself, on the ride home. Getting tired, hating all I've known. Holding on, like it's all I have. Count me out, when it's clear that I, find it hard to say.
December falls, I don't think I'm okay, not today.. When dad came home, he told me go upstairs, I close my eyes.. A tear falls down, as I drop onto my bed, not again..
Is that that new thing, Joe?. It better be, huh?. Talk to me, chief. It that it, Joe?. Well, that's cool though, haha. Alright. . Sometime you gotta roll with it up.
I got on champagne on the table. In a hand-blown crystal glass. Antique china, sterling silver. Got the pheasant on the glass. I got my seven-four-seven with my own bedroom.
You think you're the only woman. Who can keep me satisfied. You think you're the only woman. Who can always keep me tied. But you don't know, baby. You don't know what I got in store for you.