CAUSE YOU'RE PRETTY WHEN I'M DRUNK (YOU'RE PRETTY WHEN I'M DRUNK) YOU'RE PRETTY WHEN I'M DRUNK (YOU'RE PRETTY WHEN I'M DRUNK) YOU'RE PRETTY WHEN I'M
you now And when you're under me I know what to call you now Hey mama wolf Hey mama wolf Hey mama wolf Hey mama wolf Hey, hey mama wolf Hey, hey mama wolf
I know what to call you now. Swimming in the sea I know what to call you now. When you swim with me I know what to call you now. When you're under me
I'm just a wolf inside a lion's suit A shark shirt, a panther's pants, piranha hat and tiger shoes I got a lion's den inside the booth That right there
call it weak You drag it around like a ball and chain You wallow in the guilt; you wallow in the pain You wave it like a flag, you wear it like
a dame. There are no drinks like a dame, And nothin' thinks like a dame, Nothin' acts like a dame, Or attracts like a dame. There ain't a thing that's
be increased In simulation jubilation For the deceased... Spray-on clothes and diamond jaws Wrinkles smoothed by nanoclaws With my machines I can dispatch you From this world without a
for a drug ring in Central America Who wants to kill him? No information, say yes or no One point five million Alright, you get what you want, money's no object They're
man And I kissed you there on orchard road Oooh oh oooh oooh Pulled the car from the empty street Empty room and empty anekatips sea I know they're
'cause they turned the lights down low on Palm Road You said it's killing me it's killing me the way we go But as we're running over miles they
am gone The radio sings a patriot's song it's the devil that you know Yulia We were standing on the platform The favorite sons of history While you're
go this way". I sleep all night with the light on and dream about the sun maybe because of the light, maybe because of the sun. I've got a friend who's a
KNOW A PLACE IN THE US OF A, WHERE THE STATUE OF LIBERTY STANDS TALL. WHERE A FAT PUSSY CAT AND A LITTLE WHITE MOUSE WALTZ HAPPY AT A BALL. AND WHEN
is gonna babysit tonight; Did you hear Melinda got into a fight; You whore you bitch she said, well then it serves her right. Talking all mad you know
s pine You love all sailors But hate the beach You say "Come touch me" But you're always out of reach In the dark you tell me of a flower that only
you in my flashlight, I'm searching From in the high or down the ocean And I face myself in reason Gain the wolf Gain the wolf Conjure me as a child
heard of a cat named Baba Fats who knew of the perfect high. Now, Baba Fats was a hermit cat who lived up in Nepal, High on a craggy mountaintop, up a