Get alone, lonesome bulldog. It's turning to spring. Get alone, lonesome bulldog. It's that time again. Though it's raining. Stop complaining. There's a long.
It's such a certain move. Don't throw it right back on me. It's such a certain move. Open your eyes so you can see. . You look like you should know. So let the four winds blow.
If you come see me. Oh, put me in your pocket. And I won't ever run away. Oh and when I see you. Oh, you flip me like a rocket. And I won't ever be the same.
If I seem a little jittery I can't restrain myself. I'm falling into fancy fragments - can't contain myself. I'm gonna breakdown - breakdown yes. . Now I can stand austerity but it gets a little much.
Yeah, boy. Heh Heh Heh.. Let it walk and let it talk and stick it on the wall.. Lately when I tell you baby, don't know what I know.. Let it walk and let it talk and rooty tooty doo.
I just might have been down too long. Turned into a surface where everything good was gone. See what you get for your good looks, girl. All the wrong attention, a lover that don't belong.
Yeah, well, I say what I mean. I say what comes to my mind. I never get around to things. I live a straight, straight line. . You know me, I'm acting dumb.
My aches are all aching. Opportunities taken. I'll be alright in a minute. It's funny though innit. The way that it happens. . Sick and tired of this love thing.
Julio Iglesias. Jacked off in outer-spacias. Did 69 with the pope in the butthole. Rammed that sucker head down that throat now. Julio he had a mole. Went to the doctor with a fiery pole.
Standing around staring into space. Trying to see what's going on inside you. Shouts from the crowd well that's just not allowed. Take a look at what they made you do.
Now, this here story is the story of John Exczeuter Muthor Smoke,. And its for his Mom, its about his Mom,. Its about the Chicken Ranch they had in Southern Utah,.
They say the best things in life are free. But now I'm not so sure. Something has crawled right in my mind. And opened up the door. Now and then it seems so strange.
You help me sing my song. Now it's easy to carry on. And it won't be long before I'm back with you. I'm back with you. . The things you make me do now.
I was looking for the main line. And I was, working through a friend of mine. But I, couldn`t seem to find the time,. What do they know about love?. What do they know about love?.
It's a thing that's worth having. Yes I would. Buys you your life sir. If it could. . I. I want you. Autonomy. . It leaves us all wondering. And it should.
Mikey was a little boy. He loved to watch the clouds. He was born to fly. Mikey joined the Navy. His father was quite proud. Mother never wanted it that way.
Your looks, my charm. My own imagination. My loves, your hates. Your own infatuation. . Are everything. Are everything. . My hopes, your fears. Your only limitation.
I'm a poor man deep in my pocket. But in my heart I'm a millionaire. But a perfect sense of direction. Ain't no use if you're going no where. . You're like a whacky man's walk on.
I'm not the world's most intelligent guy. Sometimes I just sit and wonder why. It takes a lot of money and a telephone. Rock me baby, rock me baby, all night long.
Ten foot tall and the nurse stuck a needle in my arm. Well Uncle Doc's nurse use a needle with ungodly charm. Walkin' down the hall the dentist loomed through the door.