(belew/fetters/nyswonger) Full color cover shot Self magazine Where the limos go People start to scream Shiny women on a yacht These are things I ain
I am your sexy girl, I am your baby girl I am your innocence, I am your mother I'm lady chatterly or lady chastity Or some anonymous lover I can be your
I will never bother you I will never promise too I will never follow you I will never bother you Never speak a word again I will crawl away for good
She walks in, every eye?s on her She passes by, they?re at a loss for words There ain?t one man in the room Who wouldn?t promise her the moon For just
I don't want to go another day So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind Seems like everybody is breaking up And throwing their love away But I know
I can't, I can't make love To your memory I can't put my arms Around what used to be Everything I had Was a part of me Well, you went and it walked Out
Left to go right on a Las Vegas night. Televise the crisis and crutial accident. Baby burns bright blue for description. Babies born with a broken spine
Melodia en tu boca al respirar Melodia en tus manos al tocar ?Si! Si no es amor dime porque se pasa el tiempo sonriendo asi mi corazon Y te siento,
Bis früh um fünfe süße Maus da gehn wir sicher nicht nach Haus! Wenn auch der Hahn schon kräht die Sonn' am Himmel steht
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Aiyyo, check it This is how we swing this Big kid flavor So come on, honey, don't front So c'mon, honey, don't front Honey
Komm in meine Arme wag dein ganzes Glück fall mir in die Hände schau nicht mehr zurück Wirst ein Raub der Flammen wenn's dich traurig
I am, I myself alone Realize, I never had to use no one When it comes down to my soul Freedom puts my faith in none of the above There was a time I was
Yeah, rappers, spread your cheeks Pull your panties down, take your wig off Let me see your bald head, that's right I got you on Kodak, your pictures
Maybe we? Why don't we sit right here for half an hour? We'll speak of what a waste I am And how we messed up it again I swear we need to find some comfort
Will you rock me, baby? Said, rock me all night long Well, said rock me, baby Said, rock me all night long I want you to rock me, mama Lord, like my back
Spoken Words by The New Kung Pao Buckaroos (Little Jimmy Dickens, Whisperin' Bill Anderson, Brad Paisley,and Vince Gill) Brad: Where's George Bill: George
we'll be back, right after this! following the story on my monitor only flat colors no more saving glory black and white distortion back and forth all