Letras:
Crow Sheryl The Globe Sessions

Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh I woke up and called this mornin' The tone of your voice was a warnin' That you don't care for me anymore I made up the bed we sleep

I am strong, I am able I spill milk on your table Then I crawl like a baby Just to see if you save me I am sweet, I am ugly I am mean if you love me

Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again He seems to be stuck in the 80's He wears his 'members only' jacket 'Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies And

It don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again It don't hurt like it did I can sing my song again I scraped the paper off the wall I put down carpet

Every step of the way, we walk the line Your days are numbered, so are mine Time is piling up, we struggle and we scrape All boxed in, nowhere to escape

: I woke up and called this morning The tone of your voice was a warning That you don't care for me anymore I made up the bed we sleep in I looked at

: Hey let's party Let's get down Let's turn the radio on This is the meltdown Get out the camera Take a picture The drag queens and the freaks Are all

: We lay around just like gurus In borrowed robes And talk about nothing Well maybe that's something Maybe that's something You stretch out across a

: Uncle Larry's hooked on ice again He seems to be stuck in the 80's He wears his members only jacket Cause he thinks it turns on all the ladies And