If you look to the east Where the sun never sets I'll be there at the top Of the stairs you can bet So just pick up the phone Make a call, all your own
On a grassy knoll they laid him down And I bet he's still grumbling underground On a diamond, that's where I remember him best Sticking his nose in an
She had the lips of a lizard Dry to the kiss They made me sore Dry as an old paperback from the store By louis l'amour A western for sure She had the
Well, there's wine on the page And my heart's enraged And I must call the cops on myself And my bony hands Probe the bed for your body But I'm left once
Tennis shoe strung 'cross the telephone wire The sun creeps up on my empire Tin foil castle, bubble gum crown Me and my minions make the rounds I'm lonely
Muffin's in the toaster I got my raspberry jam My grandpa was a sailor And he came into this land And he was looking for gold A pretty hand to hold Or
Me not got no slow metabolism Every wednesday night I go to catacism They give me lots of doughnuts I get yelled at by the grown-ups Me not got no slow
Satan's choir Satan's choir Livin' in my basement room Satan's choir Satan's choir Why are you in my basement room? You got a tail between your legs
You can say your comin' back You can say your leavin' Wish that you would let me know So I could stop my grievin' And if the road come back to haunt
Neon lights outside my pool hall Rain is comin' down in spoon fulls Mixes in with tears from my eyes I've been standin' here for hours Paper bag for
She hopped in my car Faster than bar time "Honey, would you Like a date?", she said It wasn't even an original line And my pants, they tightened And
Hawaiian songs that don't sound hawaiian Man, it's so hot down here that I'm frying Two eggs on the sidewalk, it's a hundred in the shade Sippin' on a
I love everything about you I love the way you comb your hair And I love the way you sachet in the room Your perfume lingers in the air I love everything
Who stole my wallet While I was away? It must have been ken follet He always had his way With my baby I never liked his novels They seemed oblique I
There's earwigs in my ear And the praying mantis' are all praying And the cats are getting catscanned today And the cows all have cowlicks And we're looking
I'm not easily scared by things that go bump in the night There's not many things that give me a fright I can walk down a lonely block Not a lot can make
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Johnny bought a ticket for a four o'clock train Spilled wine on his shirt and knew there'd be a red stain 'cause in third world countries there were only
