Well, morning came And it dressed the sky in a lovely yellow gown Now the shops they are all opening In that narrow hallway of downtown Filled with people
Virginia is almost sleeping The night is getting older There's static on the TV She's lying on the sofa The cats crawl over her Jenny is in the garage
Say nigga.. Bring me the big lighter, nigga What's takin you so long, nigga, to flick me? Smoke somethin, bi... (Why you trippin?) Old ratchet-mouth,
I guess I thought you'd be here forever Another illusion I chose to create You don't know what you got until it's gone And I found out just a little too
The sun comes up and brings the dawn as usual When I awake I'll find you're gone as usual But I can't find a way to let this crazy heart of mine forget
Can't Kick The Habit 3:39 Trk 3 Champion Jack Dupree (Jack Dupree) Jack Dupree - vocal & piano Ennis Lowry - guitar Wendell Marshall - bass, Willie
how dare i have opinions about what i've been given i'm hired and you're fired in everyones life tonight my hat's off to those guys and now my hair is
You dont really want to get involved in my life its kinda scary like a slurpee brain frezze, you dont really want to taste more than the first kiss,
Thanks to markb604@hotmail.com for these lyrics. If I'm not the crack of the cork Across the room like a four alarm And the shot in the arm Some kind
Hey mister I really like your daughter I'd like to eat her like ice cream, Maybe dip her in chocolate Hey mister on your way to work, In your Volvo
Sitting in an empty house On a simple chair in the corner Of an empty room, on a wooden floor With nothing between here And where I came from Except
you lie and cheat i might have to beat you you stab my back i might put the heat to you dont drag your feet you know you have to face me its not just
we give ourselves a beginning a middle and an end we look for love and a couple of friends it's how you see it not what you see you don't really know
may 26 is a day not to be missed no more lies just the big fat dis our shit is history no more misery or sick trickery or the current bribery for both
so what so fuck what so what if i stay up late enough something might happen and if i drink just enough i may be happy if i think just enough i'll see
i skate with the rodents run with the birds give with the pen all notes and words i may seem gone now it may seem absurd but melodies don't die our song
What will I doa?¦(baby)Now that your gone, your gonea?¦ What will I doa?¦(baby)Now that your gone(gone) your gonea?¦ Thoughts
i oh i sometimes it's time to think about it sometimes it's time to find time it's not like you really lost it like a lucky penny or your mind a ghost