Scotch and soda, mud in your eye. Baby do I feel high, oh me, oh my, do I feel high. (So high). Dry martini, jigger of gin, oh, what a spell you've got me in.
Dig, you really wanna flip your lid. Try and give a listen to the singer. Hip or square, dig her wares. . When money's stiff, she's thrivin' on a riff.
Throw me to piranhas, if you wont be with me. Feed me to koalas, if you wont be with me. I'm not a barracuda, even though I flash the teeth. Throw me to piranhas, if you wont be with me.
You better watch out. You better not cry. You better not pout. I'm tellin' you why. Santa Claus is comin' to town. . He's makin' a list. Checkin' it twice.
Look it here Safronia had a guy that died pneumonia. In the state of California, if you'd like to know. I want a little girl to be all mine in the wintertime.
he eats an avocado. writes novels on her navel. climbs out her bedroom window. while she's asleep. she speaks of venom cobras. dark matter, supernovas.
I'm going under, I'm slipping fast. Just like a drowning woman. I keep turning over my past. I need a touch of some tender sweet love. The kind to pull me through.
Man, I feel like money. They're attracted to me. They come around like honey. 'Cause I'm fly like a bee. . Man, I got 'em all buzzin', buzzin', buzzin', buzzin'.
If you ever, plan to motor west. Travel my way, take the highway that's the best. Get your kicks on Route 66. . It winds from Chicago to L.A.. More than two thousand miles all the way.
She got a backpack.. Every time that she passes I wanna smash that.. She got enough for the grab, I gotta catch that.. She like a genius with that, she got a backpack..
La Brea why you gotta be so goddamn scary?. Is it 'cause there's little creatures' bones. Buried in your home?. . La Brea why you gotta be so goddamn worried?.
You know I'd chase the roll around Louisiana. 'Til I finally got her down in New Orleans. I could not be told nobody keep a hold on Rosianna. So I guess I'd better show 'em what I mean.
have you learned nothing at all. when the curtain comes crashing down. will it miss ya will it crush ya. will you bend like a little bitch. under pressure.
And I'll trip a lie, fandango. My legs are sheer elastic. It's how you envelope me. I'm like a corpse in plastic. . You find while at a picnic. When you're just there to kick it.
Keep your hands in your pockets. Speak easy when you talk. Whistle while you're workin'. Shuffle when you walk. Let me hear your pockets jingle. Get you jumpin' up and down.
All my branches break. When you go and tell me. Your body can't take. not to be lonely. . I'm racing through the dark. A headless Saint Bernard. To cauterize the scars.
Ray's rock house, that's my joint. House of soul, git my point. We don't care what's your dues. Come in here, lose yo' blues. . When trouble comes a-knockin'.
He's got that funny name. And ramblin', that's his game, that's it. He's Rambo, talkin' 'bout me. We'll see. . They call him Rambo because he's travelin'.
There's a knock at your door. You don't even recognize the stranger. It's you from before. Tryin' to warn you all about the dangers. There's a hole in your head.
And when God gave out rhythm. He sure was good to you. You could add, subtract, multiply and divide by two. I know today's your birthday. And I did not buy no rose.