shame or is it you're too high to tell us the part so you can live your life and keep up your lying i can not stand to watch the TV lions and the
译文: 头灯. 电视.
way Move bitch, get out the way Get out the way bitch, get out the way Here I come, here I go Uh oh! Don't jump bitch, move You see them headlights?
bottles And left their trail of blood and tears behind She thought the men in California would be different She'd grown up watching them on her TV But
Got you in the headlights Of a stolen car Sold my soul Your TV your VCR Deserve me, you deserve me Deserve me, you deserve me I'm your father's pimp
headlights and TV screens?? So sleep now (I just want you to feel) So deep in static, drifting in the shadows (beautiful)?Hold me close (for once in your life) To the fourwall headlights and TV
once in your life I just want you to feel beautiful For once in your life So sleep now, so deep in static Drifting in the shadows Hold me close to the fourwall headlights And TV
just outta touch I know you work, go to school and don't get out as much So if you let me baby, I'ma let you what's good A TV with HD wouldn't show as
Turn on the TV And what do I see? A pageantry of empty gestures All lined up for me, wow I?d have thought by now We would be ready to proceed But a tearful
an apologetic tongue I'm polishing my eyelids with a hand on your shoulder Scripted adornment always kills concern Sick of coming home with the TV mumbling
It's nine-eighteen, yeah, it's coffee colored evening The headlights spin shadows on the ceiling I'm left here with the Gideon Bible Long strands of her
Momma's in the kitchen Sister's on the phone Daddy's watching TV I was upstairs all alone Pickin' on my guitar Just twicking all my twang Up all night
headlight disco.(headlight disco) uh uh uh oh to a headlight disco.(headlight disco) headlight disco keep your eyes on the road headlight disco headlight disco keep your eyes on the road headlight disco. headlight disco. headlight
nigga tryin' to get with me But we gon' ride and get high Glidin' deep in the night In your pearl mercedes fixed with the blue headlights Okay, it's
You said, "don't wait up, don't count the minutes." So here I am watching paint fade from the walls. On the tv, planes are dancing to the national
I was born near the factory, where Henry wrote his name Sometimes I could hear the whistle blow My father pushed his headlights, through that northern
