She picks up a pen. Writes down a word. It doesn't feel right. . The novelty's gone. The novel rolls on. Until it's goodnight. . Will anyone read. Much less understand.
Your eyes are the color of the earth as seen from outer space. You got a gorgeous face, though its a little odd. Tell me that you like the songs that tell the story of.
It was a lonely holiday.. I was alone; you were away. In Fayetteville, or in another state.. There's so many towns I hate.. When you leave me,. Breaks me like a bone;.
There was a half a harvest moon up on the hillside. Our love is made almost entirely of downside. Who would have thought it could feel so much better then?.
I don't want no aggravation. When my train has left the station. If you're there or not. I may not even know. Have a round and remember. Things we did that weren't so tender.
We had a smoke on the water. We laughed for all it was worth. And I called out your name but. You didn't say what you heard. . We drove home in silence.
I got a four leaf clover. And it ain't done one single lick of good. I'm still a drunk I'm still a loser. Living in a lousy neighborhood. . I got a real live horseshoe.
They say, everyone you touch, turns to gold. They say, we're too young, I think we're too old. Ugly as sin, pale, and thing. They've been wrong before.
It makes you blind, it does you in. It makes you think you're pretty tough. It makes you prone to crime and sin. It makes you say things off the cuff.
Love is, love is like jazz. . You make it up as you go along. And you act as if you really know the song. But you don't and you never will. So you flaunt your mistakes and you make them until.
The woman with no nose. I know where she goes. The old guy with the gold eye. We go back, he and I. . Dont smile, we dont do that here baby. . Love in the shadows.
Summer, summer, summer. Slowly turned into fall. Me and my baby doll. Never went to the beach. . Somewhere, somewhere, somewhere. Was a place we could run.
Someone told me you'd be here. Whispering these familiar things. Talking to my little pet, smoking the same old cigarettes. I would have laughed. . I saw you last in summertime.
I'm counting the habits you made me break. I'm counting the drugs you won't let me take. I'm counting my friends you won't let me see. . I've had enough, you never give me anything.
Your eyes are long Vermont roads. With a tacky song on the radio. And your eyes are toothless young men. In Tennessee in the rain again. . And fireflies never go to sleep.
You're in your own little world, an expensive birdcage. Like a plastic baby in a Faberge egg. I saw you today at the Cafe Blase. And thought of the nights when we had fire fights.
I'm never going back to Jackson. I couldn't bear to show my face. I nearly killed you with my drinking. Wouldn't be caught dead in that place. . Lonely highway, only friend.
If you knew how I long. For you now that you're gone. You'd grow wings and fly. Home to me. Home tonight. And in the morning sun. . Let's pretend we're bunny rabbits.
Well, my room has got two windows. But the sun don't ever shine through. And I've been so sad and lonely. Since I broke off, baby, with you. . [Chorus].
Come out here on the floor.. Let's rock some more.. Come out here on the floor,. Honey, let's rock some more, yeah!. . Now when you get out here. Don't you have no fear..