humor me this one time think iv'e just made up my mind looking at me like a lover does but it'll never be the way it was feel the cord that holds us
Can't find the reason Can't find the way Guess it's not you and me Only dogs have their day Another case of words that melt It's not a question of right
It doesn't matter One way or another I say but I'm lying I catch myself crying There are fools, I was one But it's over and done And I'm trying But I
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) I used to have a little problem whenever music played, I never went out to the dance floor, always stayed away. While everybody
(J. Gorka) There were flowers from the boy pigs, Who were drinkin' in their barn digs, In suits of powder blue, And ruffled shirts on too, All ordered
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) It belongs to me, I've had it for a long time; There's nothing like it in this world, It's mine. I know you want it and I really
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) Oh, look to the horizon, Something's flying in the air, Leather sings on green scales, I see dragons over there. They won't stay
(D. Cooper) My old car gave up at the red light, screamin' ball of hellacious fire, C'est la vie, adios ; So I hopped a bus with a bag of groceries,
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) Well, it's up in the morning, before the sun, That sun that'll be setting before I'm done. The furrows behind me will show where
A Sultan sat on his oriental mat In his harem in downtown Persia He took a sip of coffee, just a drip And he said to his servant Kersia "Ah, Kersia,
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) Yeah now, ringin' the bells, close out the register, You wouldn't find a thought if you opened my head, I don't like the words
(D. Rodriguez) So, I turn my head to where the four winds blow, And all the books I've read and all the things I know, But the mystery lives on. All my
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) The earth is spinning faster now, I think I feel a breeze. Pages fall from calendars and scatter like the leaves. Even the best
(K. Grimwood/E. Idlet) Chorus: Cracked up, really laughin', In the middle of the saddest part; Racked up, I ain't lyin', But I
Coming home late from work, standing outside in the dark, It's three o'clock and I'm fumbling for my keys. I ought to fix that front porch light, maybe
Nothing lasts forever, forever don't last long, It is over in a heartbeat-- Over with the singin' of a love song. Angles in the canvas try to minimize
Now, old Miss Johnson lived all alone Had an ol' yeller cat that wouldn't leave home She tried everything she knew to make the cat go away But the cat
(M. Smith) Chorus: There's a panther in Michigan. Don't that make your Halloween? There's a panther in Michigan, although he is seldom seen