you tell me so Got no time for silly games, that ain't even why I came 'Cause I may be the kind of guy you like Please understand the way I feel I must
why must you come back now and haunt me Must you keep showing me pictures... You've already put big old tears in my eyes must you throw dirt in my face
I'm wound tight hot-wired about to explode I'm seein' red all hopped up and ready to go Well I'm hurtin' and I'm searchin' for a place where I can deliver
strength For the next offensive As many of you can see The road ahead is filled with danger It's not nuclear bombs we must fear But the human mind itself
, eee, oo, ah, ah, ting, tang, walla, walla, bing, bang You never see us tired 'cause we are too, smart for workin' A monkey knows a lot more than a man
you ready? be prepared to fill you plate be prepared don't hesitate be prepared for a great big bust be prepared to do what you must be prepared to
you But I ain't got a hammer and I ain't got a pencil And I ain't got a lasso so I'm doing it the hard way Like a post post-modern man If I had a credit
IF YOU COULD JUST GET YOUR MIND TOGETHER THEN COME ALONG WITH ME HOLD HANDS AND WATCH THE SUNRISE FROM THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA BUT FIRST ARE YOU EXPERIENCED
Let me tell you a story Let me shovel some dirt Long time, no sugar And it's starting to hurt Something's flattened my cola Something's wrong with my
Don't you stop Don't you wonder why life itself pops in and takes you by surprise Don't you try to run it gets you from behind like a common cold it
SHE WAS WALKING ALL ALONE DOWN THE STREET IN THE ALLEY HER NAME WAS SALLY I NEVER TOUCHED HER SHE NEVER SAW IT WHEN SHE WAS HIT BY SPACE JUNK IN
I'm envious of your I.Q. of 37 You, you're the one It's written all over your face You, you're the one I'd like to take your place I'm envious of your
We were all alone Then she bit my bone I said, ?Let's sell the phone Try to get away" I knew she wasn't here She nailed at my feet Wet socks on the floor
I'm envious of your i.q. of 37 You, you're the one It's written all over your face You, you're the one I'd like to take your place. I'm envious of your
Baby talkin' bitches lookin' for a man Mamma be-be-da-da get lost while u can We do not like the way you slide We do not like the soft inside We do not
POPEYE'S BIG PUNCH KNOCKS BLUTO COLD CARTOON PEOPLE DON'T GO OLD YOSEMITE SAM BLOWS UP HIS HEAD BUT YOU AND ME WIND UP DEAD DREAMED I LAID A TOASTER DADDY
You're in a corner everywhere you turn You know you're headed for the planet of burn But the words get stuck on the tip of your tongue She's the real
what his baby feeds him And he's a lovin' man Well, I like bread and butter I like toast and jam That's what baby feeds me I'm a lovin' man He likes
