I sat outside my front window, this story's going somewhere He's well hung and I am hanging up There's a song on the radio that says "Let's get this party
s some thieving going on, oh Oh no, hurt me so Just the same old thing Just the same old thing No matter how much love you try to bring Just the same old
He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak him near He comes, he comes Judge so severe Seven trumpets speak Oh, they speak
songs And reign your innocence on me Strange things happen in the nighttime hours White tails graze and wolves devour Ghosts of old loves are blowing
remember the fires, the burning car tires Boy, how in the hell did we get here? So why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away
Neither the flowers on the hill Or the moonlight on the sea Have ever looked so blue And everything looks new again In that old familiar way The view
and i needed to know but there's some things inside of me that i needed to show so i just deaded you left you in all black but dear old nicki, please
Oh, how I miss thee hills and dales And vales and trails of old Bavaria Oh, it's such bliss to kiss the Miss I miss Like this in old Bavaria Oh, the
Can I have a kiss from you For old times' sake, oh baby Can I have a kiss from (Can I have a kiss) Can I have a kiss from (Can I have a kiss) For old
love you This is old heart, darling is weak for you I love you This is old heart, darling is weak for you I love you This is old heart, darling is weak
it all by myself I love you, yes, I do This old heart, darling Still waits for you I love you, yes, I do This old heart, this old heart Oh, baby Mmm
choir singing Oh Holy night (Holy night) Its the same old, same old Christmas eve Its the same old Christmas day Its the same old, same old Christmas
Summer '61 A goddess became my song Fell in her ocean eyes As endless as the sky Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My
Down on Olivera Street a Mexicano cry A grito, te quiero, te quiero, te' adoro This is where the Anglo gets his Latin lover's sigh Adios muchachas y bolero
I?m going home, I?m going home Back to the place where I belong Found peace of mind, yeah one piece at a time I?m going home (Sure don?t know why I?m
He Loves Her When She's Sleeping And All The Dreams She's Keeping She keeps them in A Jar, But Not Too far from her hear. They head the Good Kind Of
Ooh Ooh Are the enemy living the memory? Grandly gambling With our hand on the lifeline Ghost of coastlines You are hanging on time Every last breath
the volume and shows off it's raysa?? Another Dodger-blue sky is crowning L.A.a?? The City of Angels is rushed every daya?? That lucky old sun smiles
