girls underneath the boardwalk where they promise to unsnap their jeans And you know that tilt-a-whirl down on the south beach drag I got on it last night
let her drag me down the street (Chorus) Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you Ooh, ooh, I gotta crush on you tonight Sometimes
things don't seem to matter much to me now Tonight I'll be on that hill `cause I can't stop I'll be on that hill with everything I got Lives on the line
watch your blood flow Rotten brains, I feed 'till I'm full Pressure building, the body starts to swell The souls of my victims brings me great power Feasting on
. Waiting For The Hourglass To Empty And Choke On The Sands Of Time. I Watched Hope Slip Through My Fingers Knowing It Would Never Be Mine. Tonight's The Night All Hope Turns To Dust. Tonight
I am again Will You take me back tonight I went and made the world my friend And it left me high and dry I drag Your name back through the mud That You
greedy fine leave me alone and rot in your place But when you're crawling on your knees for me I'll smash you in the face A little harm on you gives
? Tonight I'll dream an hour so long Shadow soft smiles And everyone loves me To open my eyes In a drag myself face undone Hard back into the world Tonight
and waiting make the days drag slowly On the phone, oh no the tape again Don't say not at home, no way Friday let me down tonight Weekend comes I try
of sight to me (so divine) (Tonight) I spend my bread (Tonight) I lose my head (Tonight) I've got to get tonight Monday I have Friday on my mind Do the
: Tonight's the night that we got the truck We're goin' downtown gonna beat up drunks Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer It's the late, late shift
't talk don't stop gotta be tonight Just know the future could be tonight One day it's over Don't tell me you're not gonna try Ambitions drag you on to
pants off and all 'Cause I'm so goddamn off the wall I might as well as be a painting smashed on the floor [Redman] So how is everybody feeling tonight
dreams on the mounds of slag There are moped up tears as the hours drag There's a suitcase gone and there's an empty drawer There's a broken cup lying on
ll take a nap tonight And know someone's looking out for me Here in the borders of America Town All of the dollies are spinning round and round Hail to the chief Lets just drag