It's about time you came 'round. I'm still trying to figure out. What's so good about this life you've found. . Yes, I'm doing fine now. But I'm still trying to figure out.
You could say I never liked the square life. You could blame it on my circle of friends. It's just been me, Jack D., Jimmy B. And Johnny Walker Red. .
Julie was a girl of modest means. Used to a high school beauty queen. Wound up on the wrong end of her dream. And said, "Never again". . Started livin' life for the bottom line.
I've spent twenty three nights in this one horse town. I've been jacked up, been broke down for too long. I've been bustin' my tail in the blazing sun.
Trace,. Your steps back. To when the world. Would hind on every breath. . And now time. It circles by. Whispered threats. Of unforgotten crimes. . Ohh Ohh Ohh Ohh.
Don't stare at those pictures for too long,. I know it makes you sick that they're still gone.. But be reassured it's just a passing storm,. And you won't feel better,.
They say for every boy and girl. There's just one love in this whole world. And I know I've found mine. . The heavenly touch of your embrace. Tells me no one could take your place.
I took my last four nickels. Put 'em into the telephone. Tryin' to call my baby. But she's not at home. . Baby, what you tryin' to do to me, girl?. I wanna show you girl.
You're the reason, you're the reason. You're the reason I'm in love, ooh. . You're the reason I'm in love. (You're the reason, you're the reason). You're my shining star above.
Sometimes I wonder, whyd I ever leave home?. Sometimes I wonder, whyd I ever leave home?. I had a few dollars in my pocket. Oh, now that little change is gone.
You're the only world I know. You're the one I can't let go. You're my laughter and my tears. And I love you all my years. . You're the beating of my heart.
YOU GOT THAT TOUCH. WRITERS SONNY JAMES, RICHARD HOLLINGSWORTH. . A teenage touch. A teenage touch. A teenage touch. Is a touch I love. You, you, you.
I used to have a girl but she was no where. I started to callin' her, Frigidaire. She cut my heart cold, so, it stayed nice and fresh. And my love life was just a frozen mess, now.
Yes or no, what will it be is it him or is it me. In my heart I've got to know will it be, yes or no. . Yes or no, have I the chance please don't end our sweet romance.
My father and mother were great people. Oh, what a beautiful memory of them. My father used to sing a sweet love song. Mother would sing that soul for him.
I'm on that long long road to Woodbine Valley where a broken heart can go. I've heard a heart can heal there in that valley where the warm breezes blow.
All the sad songs, all the bad words, all the hurts and all the tears. This is all that's left of us, where do we go from here?. All our memories now are bitter, our sweet days now lonely years.
Oh, who will take my place in your heart when I'm gone. Who'll be by your side when you're telling me goodbye. Tell me who will know the bliss of your tender loving kiss.
We're on our way and life is so wonderful. Love is the way the path we'll find. There's no mountain too high. For love like ours to climb. . We're on our way your hand in mine.
Don't know the meaning of devotional. Pictured me hanging threadbare on the blacked out wall. Purposeful, in your weekly disguise. Surrendering to arms, fixing up those seeded eyes.