show biz Tom Cruise isnt, but I heard his agent is Tell your friend Veronica It's time to celebrat Hanukkah Don't forget harmonica On this lovely, lovely
in showbiz Tom Cruise isn't, but I heard his agent is Tell your friend Veronica It's time to celebrate Chanukah I hope I get a harmonicah Oh this lovely, lovely
in show biz Tom Cruise isn't, but I heard his agent is! Tell your friend Veronica It's time to celebrate Hannukah I hope I get a harmonica On this lovely
showbiz Tom Cruise isn't, but I heard his agent is Tell your friend Veronica It's time to celebrate Chanukah I hope I get a harmonicah Oh this lovely, lovely
can't you see it how, how . . . ugly it is that, being that monster? Oh, just, I can't stand it, I, I think I'm gonna be sick, I have to vomit. FZ:
Grove Recording Studio, Ocho Rios, JA All Instruments: Barry O'Hare Arrangement: Barry O'Hare, Delroy Collins Contains portions of "Harper Valley P.T.A.", byt Tom T. Hall
"Ragged are your stockings, love, and stubbly is your cheek and chin And tousled is that yellow hair that I saw yestereve" "These stockings belong to my boy Tom
knows the reason for my fall A woman tempted me down in paradise hall This woman tempted me and she took me for a ride Like a lonely fox, boys, i need
it's always the same in the old drinking game When you drink and you try to forget One woman who loved you and another who didn't And I ain't seen one
(Tom T. Hall) If you love somebody enough You'll follow wherever they go That's how I got to Memphis That's how I got to Memphis If you love somebody
nights! So tell your friend Veronica, its time to celebrate Hanukah! And don't forget harmonica, on this lovely, lovely Hanukah! So drink your gin and tonicah, Don't
a rubber and you won't get sick Fate's right hand I don't understand at all Redrum, dot com, dim sum, smart bombs Double cappuccino and a heart like a tom tom
is made up of wishes and dreams and she's had more than her share As I sit here and drink and look for a song I think I just found me one There's a difference
in your rocking chair Gimme peace, gimme peace, gimme peace. Show me your garden, I love to hoe Let me walk in a fertile row I got some seeds that I
love me And someday I'll go, but I'm not ready yet I should've left the day your love was dyin' I passed up every date I ever set I know I'll leave
love on McLeay Street in Sydney than you have in your heart for me I can buy love like yours on McLeay Street so why won't your love let me be I'm so
dog in a few hours I'll be asleep in my brother's house You're a thousand miles away With food between your teeth Come up for summer I've got a place
back, I definitely need that Even if her body make a nigga want eat that Bitch you don't +Make+ a nigga +Better+, better see Fab I know a bird named Amy, love