No me importa que se lleva. Porque todo se quitará. Ay no puedo verlo. Ni en pintura. . Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta. De que luego, tuviera que pagar.
She wears a tight skirt but it won't rip or tear.. When I went out with her she got extensions in her hair.. She got style and she got the cat moves..
Way, way, way, we way back in the days the year, 1980. Had to get a job, had to make some money-ney. Picked up a pen and a pad. Dropped reality never thinking that I would live to see the day I'd rock my own CD.
Mucho gusto me llamo bradley i'm hornier than ron jeremy. And if you wanna get popped in your knee. Just wipe that look off your bati face. You hate me cause I got what you need.
No me importa que se lleva. Porque todo se quitará. Ay no puedo verlo. Ni en pintura. . Cuando empecemos, no me dio cuenta. De que luego, tuviera que pagar.
Mucho gusto me llamo bradley I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy. And if you wanna get popped in your knee. Just wipe that look off your bati face. You hate me 'cause I got what you need.
Mucho gusto me llamo bradley I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy. And if you wanna get popped in your knee. Just wipe that look off your bati face. You hate me 'cause I got what you need.
Mucho gusto me llamo bradley I'm hornier than Ron Jeremy. And if you wanna get popped in your knee. Just wipe that look off your bati face. You hate me 'cause I got what you need.
I'm here with deaf and blind. That crawl in wreckage lost in time. Tryin to run from their embrace. But I'm only stuck in one place.... . I just don't know what to do anymore.
Winter night, walkin down streets. The town gives nothing new to see. My body's cold, my hopes are frozen. I want you to be here by me. I don't know what to do.
Just stop your crying its a sign of the times. Welcome to the final show. I hope you're wearing your best clothes. You can't bribe the door on your way to the sky.
ready, ready, ready, ready....... tonight the moon hangs low. we walk it down on the country's death row. in clean clothes he stands too tall. you still heed the rebels call.
Come down off your throne and leave your body alone. Somebody must change. You are the reason I've been waiting so long. Somebody holds the key. Well, I'm near the end and I just ain't got the time.
I loved my Cherry Ball. Better than I loved myself. (repeat). But she didn't really love me. She loved something else.. . I left my Cherry Ball standin'.
Congo Square. Sonny Landreth, Mel Melton, Dave Ranson. . might be superstition but some kind of somethin'. goin' on down there. it might be superstition but some kind of somethin'.
Intro. Why do I keep. Goin' back to you. You'll never change. . Verse 1. I trusted you. You threw it back at me. I fell in love. I fell down on my face.
Do you know what it's like. To grow up having nothing. That's the price of today. Do you know what it's like. To not be free and speak your mind. Well I grow up and I'm blessed like that.
9:20 in the valley of the sun. Construction lights burn out on the 101. There's a restless feeling in the center of my soul. That won't let go now. . Once again I am feeling the pain.
Here we are. Alive and free. Far away in time from our darkest day. That took our young and brave. . From the cradle to the grave. 70 years ago on July one 1916 on the Somme.
Darker than the starlight gold,. Bearing down again to bury me in the air,. Suffer like a stained glass wire,. When the waves are gone, your eyes and fears,.