Hey Baby

Your daddy thinks Im up to no good. Im only doin what a young man should. Its been thirteen days since Ive seen your face. I can tell, pretty babe, you wanna get away.

Heeby-jeebies

Bad luck baby put the jinx on me. I got the heeby-jeebies and I can't get well. I got the heeby-jeebies and it's you I gotta tell. If I can't find my baby, then you know darn well.

How Many Roads

All my chips are on the table this time around. No turning back when I loose. No regrets, no promises. Just a passionate heart to pull me through. . How many roads 'till I find my way?.

Hi-lo

Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em. Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em. Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em. Hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em, hit 'em.

Hold Me Down

Stuck on the darkside,. Reaching for daylight,. Nothing wrong with all right,. But that ain't me. . I make suggestions,. Answers to questions,. All that they told me.

Hottest Girl In The World

Can I talk to you. Cause there's something I should say. Girl i'm so confused, is he your boyfriend. If I jump the gun, put me right back in my place.

Here's Everything I've Always Meant To Say

Just be in love and Ill kiss you like youve always wanted. Just close your eyes, Ill still live as if Im dying. . If I dont make your heart skip a beat then hate me.

Happy Again

She brushes with tears. Paints on her clothes, paves new spheres. Opens the curtain. Toppling lost in the mud. . Oh she's happy again. Cause all she sees is your own level head,.

Hurricane

Send out the morning birds. To sing of the damage. Now that the calm's returned. I know I can't manage. . You're standing in my doorway. Though he's asleep in my bed.

Holes In The Sky

Heaven Knows

With a song in my heart. and a chance to be yours forever. I couldn't feel more secure. you know I couldn't feel any better. . (chorus). Oh Lord heaven knows.

Hold Your Horses

Under blue skies. Under your eyes. Under clouds so dark they make you cry. I see red boats. I see grey cars. I hear sounds so white. they could be stars.

Home Is Where The Hatred Is

A junkie walking through the twilight. I'm on my way home. I left three days ago, but no one seems to know I'm gone. Home is where the hatred is. Home is filled with pain and it,.

Havet Slå Mot Land

(English: The Sea Beats On The Land). Words and Music by Per Gessle. Recorded at Tits & Ass Studio, Halmstad, Sweden in October 1984. Engineered by Mats Persson.

Himlen R Oskyldigt Blå

Refrng:. Himlen r oskyldigt bl. Som gon nr barnen r sm. Att regndroppar faller som trarna gr. Det rr inte stjrnorna fr. lskling jag vet hur det knns. Nr broar till tryggheten brnns.

Happiness

Happiness is overrated. It always lets me down. It's artificially inflated. She's a flirt. And she burns me every time. . Happiness is just a dream. And nothing's what it seems.

Heaven 2.9

Someone put me on a plane. Goodbye, farewell, adios my friends. I need a holiday. S.a.s. is takin' off again. . I wanna have my fun. Where the nights are long.

How To Be A Hero

Heard you just fine,. I think it's getting better. Took my time,. I think it's getting better. I can't find my home without my phone,. it's in my soul.

Hollywood 4-5-92

My revenge against the world. Is to believe everything you say. Balance as you are. On a pile of empty bottles. . And even when the world has taken. All your defenses away.

Honestly

I believe. I believe. I believe. . I believe the love you talk about with me. Is it true, do I care. Honestly, you can try to wipe the memories aside.