How was I to know you just come along. (and funk my life up). Lips like Debbie's, sing sex like strawberry songs. (Just funk my life up). Never heard it coming, but she's just another woman.
How was I to know you just come along. (and funk my life up). Lips like Debbie's, sing sex like strawberry songs. (Just funk my life up). Never heard it coming, but she's just another woman.
Oh 1... 1, 2, 3, 4. I've got a sheet for my bed. and a pillow for my head. I've got a pencil full of lead. and some water for my throat. I've got buttons for my coat.
Picking up the pieces. Of the wreck you went and left. And I'm dealing with dilemmas. In my now so stressful life. I'm drinking stronger spirits. Made my home here on the floor.
Hey, la, la, la. Building a house so we can fall at the first brick. If the cement don't stick. But I've been told. That it only gets harder from there!.
From the corner of my eyes. To the back of my mind. I recognized what you mean to me. And all the corners of our picture. Are a long time fade, wasted,.
Darlin'. my frustration. it gets me, it gets me where it hurts me most. like five rapid to the gut. it's not so easy to see. and I've been gone far, far too long.
Woke up cold one Tuesday. I'm looking tired and feeling quite sick. I felt like there was something missing. In my day to day life. . So I quickly opened the wardrobe.
Oh you know where you are heading. But you're lost along the way. And the strangers that you see. are getting stranger everyday. And the blood continues flowing.
Back off loneliness and hello tenderness. I've been waiting for your call for so long. And it must've been hard just to follow your soul. To stick to the road that your heart wants you to go.
Oh the phone, you know it never stops. It's the last thing I hear at night and the first thing in the morning. And as I let it start to burn my head. You slowly creep into bed and I'm done with all the talking.
Lock up your daughters. Your sisters and mothers. He's coming out to play. Hes a picture of fashion. And hes fashions passion. When he wants his way. He's got ages of style.
Now the dirt is washed away. And all alibis are out. And the hands that used to heal me only curse me now. The echoes of a woman so kind. Rain like waterfalls and ice-cream on my worried mind.
Let me down easy. Though your love for me is gone. Let me down easy. Since you feel that staying is wrong.... . We are broken by others. But we mend ourselves.
Slow down, lie down. Remember it's just you and me. Don't sell out, bow out. Remember how this used to be. . I just want you closer, is that alright?.
Slow down, lie down. Remember it's just you and me. Don't sell out, bow out. Remember how this used to be. . I just want you closer, is that alright?.
Oh worries are about. And heavy on his gut. He feels he's being punished. For the bad things he has done. . Help him Jesus, help him. Send him down a sign.
You said you'd marry me if I was 23. But I'm one that you can't see if I'm only 18. Tell me who makes these rules. Obviously not you, who are you answering to?.
My hopes are high. But my eyes can't believe what they see, no. Oh, give me something to believe. Give me something to believe. . Oh, I've got lucky in life and had plenty to eat.
We are proud individuals. Living for the city. But the flames. Couldn't go much higher. . We find God and religions. To bait us with salvation. But no one, no nobody.