Giddy-up old boy it's time to go Vous les vous savior the love below Brother, I've got more than you can take But more than I can do to stay awake I
Well, I rang up Pantucci Spoke to Lucia I gave them all, they needed to know And if affairs are proceeding As we're expecting soon enough The weak spots
I will go quietly, don't move your chair Won't even try it. wouldn't even dare You come walkin' down, with a mouthful of sand We better cut it out, 'cause
There's angels in the sitting room The wind gets here at seven Take the bread and baby shoes Send them back to heaven And you can tell the boss She's
I wore the dress that you liked almost everyday Boxed up all my baby dolls and gave them away I wrote your name on the wall next to my bed Any day that
You've gone too far, I'm on my way You can tell the concierge to bring around my car You've gone too far You said too much, things you shouldn't say
Someday You'll want me like I want you But I'll be gone With somebody new Someday You will cry the way I did You'll hang your head But tears can't be
Please take me out of here So we can have a ball I've been tied up My face against the wall Who's got trouble, we've got trouble Go ahead make mine a
I'm lost in a dream Where my love supreme Can't find me like I care By chance to undermine My fantasy divine It's mystery that binds me there I'm looking
I should try to be good forever and ever, amen And so I'll touch wood and hope I don't get caught again Without my lines and off the mark Looking for
It got all black in the bottom of my glass I looked up and there was Bridgette Fontaine I've got poison in my head, I've got chocolate and bread And I
I don't care you can do most anything I am on a string and you can lead me anywhere, I'll go there willingly Well some may say I'm for you to use and
There's a nail in the door and there's glass on the lawn Tacks on the floor and the TV is on And I always sleep with my guns when you're gone There's
You've gotta be hard If you gonna get her Don't leave her scarred All dead, all better You've gotta remember To do it all right Turn the lights off Lock
It's so romantic The neighborhood's littered with white gloves The flowers were hand picked They're taping up paper doves And it's hard to think When
Drop me off here love, see you tomorrow Smell like a raindrop and look like a girl I'll cover the bug bites, watch for your headlights We?ll give the
Well, they're out in the yard Said it took them all night Over the hillon a prayer and a pill To the fifth one down on the right Time to take a vacation
Moanin' in the elevator Crowded in the lady's stall Mama heard the screaming But it didn't hurt at all Hangin' up inside the courtroom Taking our chances
