I need a melody to move my feet, (feat *3) Call, call the DJ and take it played back for me, (for me *3) Turn me up, right now (2) Turn me up, Let go
Oo la la lala oui oui x4 J RANDALL You're like a little French girl I'll bet her name was Paris in the winter So classy and so lavish in her mink fur
, run, do run, run Randall, here they come Here they come Time to tell the truth now, Randall Time to give it up now, Randall Time to let us know now, Randall Please, Randall
My father had a Randall knife My mother gave it to him When he went off to World War II To save us all from ruin Now if you've ever held a Randall knife
Joy to the world, the Lord is come! Let earth receive her King; Let every heart prepare Him room, And heaven and nature sing, And heaven and nature
Tony Randall Mary Tyler Moore Molly Ringwald Re-Run Shows Robotic Nation False history spit out another picture of a girl with a gun to bore me Cartoon
I'm a demon, I am all Whisper my name silently - Randall Flagg Randall Flagg - Born in lust Randall Flagg - Turns to dust Randall Flagg - Born in sin Randall
(spoken) I'm a douche bag One, two, many And the night got heavy Rolled up mint in a six four chevy Turn the music up Don't waste time so I fill my cup
no, no oh oh no, no oh oh no i know you don't want to say goodbye no, no oh oh no, no oh oh no i know you don't want to say goodbye baby i've been thinking
i dont want a stocking full of socks. i dont want a message in a box. i dont want a candy cane necklace. maybe just a southern bell from texas. i dont
I try to write a song and, and it started with a verse to explain how i'm feeling,but couldn't find the words been trying so hard for so long, but i cant
Yeah, I'm famous I'm famous, yeah Bags under my eyes like I'm 35 I need my black shades on me, yeah I need a disguise Feel like I'm Lohan, smoking I'
why are my keys in your hand? say you don't want me as your man anymore, what a whore we did ... wanna, ... you can ... a toyota, anymore not in a ...
Just another lazy southern Sunday The time is hanging in the air There's a hoot owl softly calling Off in the distance somewhere There's nothing left
My buddies say don't do it There's no way I can win They've seen you put me through it Time and time again Does it make you happy, baby To make me so
I could hear 'em talking as I was laying in that hole With a mountain of trouble weighing on my soul They all stood around kicking dirt on my grave It
I'm tired of smokin' cigarettes I'm tired of my own whiskey breath I'm tired of cryin' without warnin' And stayin' up till mornin' Baby, won't you come
They say the only cure for losing a woman Is another woman But I'm not so sure that's true Anyone could look in these eyes and know Got a long way to