*SPOKEN*. . What you pullin' me over fo' mistuh offi-suh?. I'll be askin' the questions Leroy.. My name ain't Leroy, man.. Heh, all right Jerome, outta the car..
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah. . I think I did it again. I made you believe, we're more than just friends. Oh baby, it might seem like a crush.
La la la la. La la la la. La la la la. . [VERSE 1]. I want you to love me, like I'm a hot ride. Be thinkin' of me, doin' what you like. So boy forget about the world cause it's gon' be me and you tonight.
Oh my gosh. Baby, let me. I did it again, so I'mma let the beat drop. Oh my. Baby, let me love you down. There's so many ways to love you. Baby, I can break you down.
There's a river that runs along. Your fading hope and darkened days to come. The lights are fading out once more. I see you falter so lost and blind. I know a shadow still lingers in in your mind.
Do you live a lie?. Are you lost in life?. On the wane tonight. like every night. . Do you live a lie?. Would you like to try?. In this world of vainly missions.
Making memories take me. How horrible they can make me. See it over freezing. Puffing and wheezing. . We all know. When we have acted low. Can feel it from below.
[Sinner]. . Hot ... and I'm hotter. Runnin' on the razor's edge, a disaster. Hot, get ready. We gotta rock until we drop. . Out in the streets, people live in fear.
[Sinner]. . I'm cruisin' til midnight. I'm runnin' through the loneliness my way. Nobody's here by my side. When I need 'em ... on these cold days. . Since you left me....
God is a faschist and Satan a nazi. Different names for a single lie. Different names but only one hate. Only one hate. God is a faschist and Satan a nazi.
Long before the Superdome. Where the Saints of football play.... Lived a city that the damned call home. Hear their hellish rondelet.... New Orleans!.
Remember the stars, you loved yesterday?. Where did they go? Did they all pass away?. Was it drugs or a car crush,. or a face lift gone wrong?. No they're right here in Branson.
Yeah, yeah,. O pruny night,. The stars are sweetly wrinkled,. We are the fruit. That your grandmother loves.. Yeah..
I wish you out of the woods. And into the picture with me. I wish you over the moon. Come out of the question and be. . If this is going to. Run round in my head.
This overwhelming thought has gotten inflamed and red. Like a festering sore inside my guilt-ridden head. Leave the lights on now and we'll just talk a while.
Trial by fire. To find out the hard way. What it's like without you. 'Cause even my best intentions go astray. . If passion can drive us home. And guided by voices in our heads.
Little Laurellen has gone to sleep again,. what are we to do, what are we to do,. little Laurellen, her bed is ready now,. put her in the ground, put her in the ground..
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