Letras:
Sunset Rubdown Shut Up I Am Dreaming

good boyfriends He wants to tell you stories Stories of boys who stomped their feet saying, ?Shut ? shut up I am dreaming of places Where lovers have wings.? ?I

the ground for you I say that some claims are true, some claims are true And I say that some silly dreams? but I can?t come true, oh Someday I?ll get

kind of whore But I am a little lord. No, I?m not that kind of whore But I am a little lord. No, I?m not that kind of whore But I am a little lord. Lord

down. If I was a horse I?d have Bricks in my mane. If I was a horse I would throw up the reins. If I was you If I was a horse I would throw up the reins