Costs a lot to win, and even more to lose You and me bound to spend some time just wonderin' what to choose Goes to show, you don't ever know Watch each
(Dolly Parton) My life is like unto a bargain store And I may have just what you're lookin' for If you don't mind the fact that all the merchandise
I'm sick to death, I'm a nervous wreck This business is killing me, you know This business is killing me, you know It's really killing me, yeah I'm sick
you thought i was playin you,you,you,you,you,you,you,you, you thought i was playin i told u i was so sick and tired of complaining that's y i finally
He was lying banged and battered, skewered and bleeding Talking crippled on the cross Was His mind reeling and heaving, hallucinating Fleeing what a loss
I met a new me at 8 A.M. the other one got lost This is not a trade in, although I wouldn't believe the cost I woke up crying as we said goodbye Me and
GOOD DEAL LUCILLE Writers Al Terry, J.D. Miller, Charles Theriot Copyright 1954 Goodbye Lou cherche vous another man Say a??l'amour, portoujoura?? if
[MURS] See, had the place to myself, my parents went outta town So I had the music up and was runnin' around Singing to the beat of my favorite underground
Seen her rockin' the Rainbow Store That pretty little doll that I'd seen before Stayed too long with the borderline My emotional landscape was strip-mined
En un mundo que, vive sin amor, eres tu mi libre, cancion... Y la inmensidad, se abre alrededor, mas alla del limite del corazon. Nace el sentimiento
On the Black Ceasar tip, my dialogue is just like a frank inside of a supermarket, raw dog I'm the untouchable, never to be took out A Sexy Mother..
Blues is my business evil follows me around Blues is my business evil follows me around I'm a self serving son of a dog here to bring you down I've got
Fill our minds with fear to blind us The hoax is on There were no weapons It's a pretty revenge Vindication Annihilate them Ninety-one was nothing This
Paul Williams, Kenny Ascher It starts when we're kids A show-off in school Makin' faces at friends You're a clown and a fool Doin' prat-falls and bird
There was cheese, cheese, walkin` on its knees In the store, in the store. There was cheese, cheese, walkin` on its knees In the corner grocery store. [
My woman's been accusing me Of stepping out Jealous rumors have her mind filled With so much doubt And I've gotta convince her I'm not doing her wrong
Mornin', Mrs. Campbell Lovely day today I heard about the fire I wonder what the papers say Let's see now Give me fifty shotgun shells And a hundred
