I don't like your tone. You sound confused. Because your ma said I was born to lose. I smoke my menthols and sport my rings. She don't like me running with my posse, the Suicide Kings.
No, I never cry, never, never, never cry. Since I found a home, I'm free to fly. No more loneliness. I'm comin' from a new address. . Now I found some hearts that are on my wavelength.
Operation Ivy cover. Lyrics courtesy of Meisje. . Sound system won't you bring me back up. It's the one thing that I can depend on.... . Try to describe to the limit of my ability.
The soul cadillac is drivin' up. The soul cadillac is in me. Well, a soul transformed from a dirty truck. By a girl who loves me. . I was alone, I wore the fragrance.
So long toots, bound for Chicago, it's been swell. You got your hooks into me mamma, you know damn well. You know, I gotta leave before you're up a tree.
She don't like him talkin' to blondes. Girls in town ain't use to men like John. Another waitress sets him up for free. Ain't that good lookin' but he sure knows what to say.
She don't like him talkin to blondes. Girls in town ain't used to men like John. Another waitress sets him up for free. Ain't that good lookin but he sure knows what to say.
Shake your lovemaker. . Hold dee door for ol' hi dee ho. Step to da rhthym on da ballroom floor. Tip down your glasses and give 'em a wink. To all the flappers and the mob and Hollywood rat finks.
Thrilla in Manila, Frazier and Ali. Can of olives bag of chips a case of Genosee. Daddy's unemployment check is all we got. I need a long sleeve helmet just to cover all my thought.
I hate myself. We'll have that in common. Although I've gotten most everything I wanted. Hope is still a flicker in the dark. Somewhere in the distance, a mysterious spark.
Well, the bum was in my trash, he's pickin' out all the cans. Firewater burnin' up his poor swollen glands. The Lysol and the Listerine, it went to his head.
Well with bloodshot eyes I'm finally broke. I feel like I just had a stroke. We made a stain, she said my name. I drank a thousand beers for that dame.
Come out and play. You're my mistake. You'll be much better than yesterday. Cursing quietly in the dark. Breathing sweet with a pounding heart. No forevers but good enough for medicine.
He's a friend to all the stars. Made a fortune selling cars. Not beyond a little sleaze. He's Mr. White Keys. . Wifey loves the tanning booth. Just a little altered truth.
Please note that the Russian stuff in the song was left out here since I don't have that character set handy.. . She said, "It's not drug abuse,. They're diet pills," was her excuse.
Thought I was strong. it turned out I was wrong. I lost a friend. Three on a match again. Three on a match again. Looks like I lost a friend. I'll never go three on a match again.
He's a friend to all the stars. Made a fortune selling cars. Not beyond a little sleaze. He's Mister White Keys. . Wifey loves the tanning booth. Just a little altered truth.
Can you read the determination on my face. I'm as solid as the gravel now. And I kept gettin' on my feet after all. The times you knocked me down. Went back to see the place where I came from.