Blues, blues baby, blues I'm in the mood for the blues ...is coming in the... I get the mood for the blues cause my good guy let me down Oh blues, blues
Like a chance meeting of an umbrella. And a sewing machine in a a black Impala. Mixin' metalflake with a jet propeller. This monotenous flywheel is the
Baby you look good enough to eat. I'd like to go around the world with you. I'd like to lick the bottoms of your feet. And drink fizzy booze from your
Let's get fucked up. Let's get fucked up. Let's do some stuff. And get fucked up. Tomorrow we'll feel like we was hit by a truck. Let's get fucked up
I'm mean. I'm a mean machine. I gotta be mean. Just a bad human being. This ain't no art from the the bottom of a henhouse floor. Rip out your brains
She's got a look on her puss like she was weaned on a pickle. Hands on the handle of her motorsicle. In the nest of the cuckoo bird...She's in a gang
You look cute in your battery cable jumper. And your railroad spiked heels. With your rearend dipped in rubber. Like a Goodyear without wheels. At the
Well, I tell you sinners, sinners You're gonna go down there, down there Yeah, you better be right Sinner, you better be right If you ain't right, you
Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen Strange love, cutest thing I ever seen You remind me of somethin' that I have seen in a dream Can I take you
Swing the big eyed rabbit. Swing the pig iron hammer. Baby looks for a girl. Baby's mad at the world. Hunt it down and snatch and gab it. Catch it in
Hummmmmmmmmm You trapped my heart He never thought you would You trapped my heart you know it feels so good You trapped my love Oh I adore you so Please
Hey let's twist. Do the ultra twist. Stick it in and twist. Do the ultra twist. Recent movements leave one cold. It's big improvement and very bold.
I went to the museum and stood on a chair. Some girl drew a crowd by what she didn't wear. She made everybody look up there. It was a naked girl fallin
