Looks like somebody got murdered That's the way it looks around here I shouldn't wait for you I think it's too late for you Too many toxic tantrums Have
It thundered like hell in the city Count one hundred, ten Mississippi Go inside and find some things You think you'd like to keep Too quiet here for anyone
I can smell the change that?s on your hands Packin' up your philips head and honey bear Brandy danced for you and all your friends Last night you think
You've gone too far, I'm on my way You can tell the concierge To bring around my car, you've gone too far You've said too much, things you shouldn't
70 bucks on Congaree That you'd end up with me At a rumble in the jungle Like Muhammad Ali That a full house you'd find But the queen lost her mind Now
Goodnight, goodnight Leave all your toys, candles and cats A few stupid boys And a rock for good luck Two different eyes Leave your red birds to sing
She does rain dances When she's feeling dry North train track woman Got her arms in the sky And she's moving to Arlington As soon as she can She got
The cannibal king with the big nose ring Fell in love with a sweet young maid And every night by the pale moonlight This is what you'll hear him say
I don't need more light, I just need the phone Got my bags and my tags, I'm driving home You say I'm meaner, I know I'm bled So you hold your tongue and
What have I done with the baby tonight? Every one wants to play The phone just stopped ringing I forgot how to sing and there's no more room in the table
It's not black enough to see where any white is So I'll wait another hour for you and your designer jeans And I remember you as heartless as a freeway
Oh, No I think I love you I think I love you I think I love you Oh no I think I want you I think I want you I think I want you Oh no I think I'll
Look who's pulling up outside With a trunk full of fun And a European ride Heard that you were going for away And we are all so happy son That we were
Silver pens, expensive smoke I's all over, satan sucks You know it's true Jesus Presley Elvis Christ Happy parents standing in some living room And
Arrivederci I'm cutting my hair Tell fish and Tracy the weather's fair Been eleven hours we're on a dare Arrivederci to my old chair I've been told that
Well I think I hate you Isn't this fun? You're gonna shoot And I darling loaded the gun I think I'm done What train did you step off of anyway? I really
Oh, I got beautiful, so once I raise my hand That means stop the music, okay Your bones are going to be disconnected You daring lousy guy Your throat
Mr. Rumson went to town Riding on a pony Bought a wife and brought her home And called it matrimony Mr. Rumson bought a bride Out in Californee He'd