She stood at the door with a box full of trash.. She asked me my name so I paid her in cash.. She said she was lonely and I didn't care.. Her face got so big, there was no room for hair..
The government's been overthrown.. The grass out back is overgrown. I've never felt so all alone.. Will I fit in, in my new home?. I've got to do something to save the lawn..
I'm so sorry ox. For the verbal haranguings. From now on my demeanor. Will be ch-ch-ch-anging. "I accept your apology. We are friends again.. And now that we've cleaned the Shroud of Turin,.
Tarla walks down the hall. And when she walks, sometimes she falls.. Tarla makes it whenever she can. And she listens to the flesh in her bag.. Tarla dreams of the day that she will see.
One, two, three. Wayne Wonder, baby. Slow, slow, sing slow, left side. Esco, for the ladies. Baby, slow, slow. Hmm, hmm. . The mood is right. (So right, so right).
Jessica Simpson:. Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game. On this endless ocean finally lovers know no shame. Turning and returning to some secret place inside.
I promised to the world. On a silver platter. But the promises I make. I couldn't keep. . But at the time. The only thing that mattered. Was to find a way to sweep her off her feet.
When I look at your face. You're still as pretty as an angel. But there's something out of place. . What's wrong with you, baby. I don't understand is it just me.
Wayne Marshall ft Sean Paul, Fambo, Charly Black - Thank God It's Christmas. Wayne Marshall ft Sean Paul, Fambo, Charly Black - Thank God It's Christmas.
We're gonna try to be commercial,. just like we did it at rehearsal. Try not to be very thrilling. Then maybe we can make a million. No being rude or outrageous.
Tomorrow is another day, tomorrow. Tomorrow is another day, tomorrow. Washington Square Park along Fifth Avenue. New York blue angel just waiting for the phone to ring.
GRANT ME ONE REQUEST. LET ME SEE HER.. I IMAGINE THAT IT'S HARD FOR HER. WHEN SHE DOESN'T KNOW WHY.. I HAVE NEVER TOLD HER. ALL THE SECRETS I HIDE.. I HAVE WAITED T00 LONG..
Wayne Watson. Psalm 139:7-12/Isaiah 50:2. A million dark alleys you can hide in. Dig a tunnel to the center of the earth. Convinced you've got nobody to confide in.
Wayne Watson. What shall we do with this Jesus. Out of control people screaming "crucify". But they can't tell me why. What has He done--Name His transgression.
Wayne Watson. Ephesians 5:15/I John 2:6/Philippians 4:11-12. There's a fine line. Between contentment and greed. Between the things that I want. And the things that I need.
Wayne Watson. I Corinthians 10:12/I Peter 2:21-22. I read the mornin' paper. To my surprise and shame. Said a black eye of embarrassment. Been attached to Jesus' name.
(E. Miller). A horrible sight I'll now relate,. On Yadkin Elk it did take place,. On Christmas morning at nine o'clock,. The people met an awful shock..
(N.B.: This is an echo song, meant to be sung between two parts of a =. group.). What an awful day (repeat). When the judgement comes, (repeat). And the sinners hear (repeat).
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay. And pensively stood by his tomb,. When in a low whisper I heard something say,. "How sweetly I sleep here alone.".
"Well met, well met," said an old true love,. "Well met, well met," said he.. "I'm just returning from the salt, salt sea,. And it's all for the love of thee.".