d gone really far On a cold morning It's just natural to Kiss and Hug I can feel it Inside my mouth The taste of wild strawberries La la la On a cold
baby Bring some strawberries and Henesee, we can make love endlessly Chrous Strawberries on top of me, candle light a little Henasee, that's the way, that's the way my love flows Strawberries
: Ah! les fraises et les fromboises et les bon vins [que] nous avons bus. La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la. Raspberries, strawberries
the spices interlace Love' s got a fresh strawberry taste **** And when the peddler cries strawberries That' s when my heart replies, strawberries Love tastes like strawberries
Written by Nate Wallace He ran fast with every ounce of he had as the girl made her way into the street. All at once images flashed through his mind
Beachcombers in dozens on raging walls [unverified] Sun, salt and sea, walkin? down the halls I?m wondering where the murdering town I?m beating a hundred
really never win? Movin' to the upside, tell me when does the fun begin Deep as the sea and as wild as the weather We will go just you and me to pick wild strawberries
Wholly and totally brave I swam Under dying Filipino light Fighting and furious against the tide ?Cause I lost our keys in the sea Diving deep under coral
I think I missed you in the elevator I think I missed you when I shot too high Just like the bullet in the temple, baby I really miss your eyes I know
I don't want to be beautiful No one ever hears her speak I don't want to be a diplomat With a heart attack for peace All that I need is a fire escape
History is everything Said the professor to the petitioner's girl She, playing with her shoe, Says I just want someone, I just want something new I don
Joy is dancing like another thousand Coming to my bungalow She's infectious and I think of heaven Looking down on me below Don't think about tomorrow
Is that a bruise on your shoulder Or the name of a friend Did you cry when you told her Or did you pretend Nobody's hero Ever gets thrown by the wind
The first thing I remember, you were walkin' away You were singin' somethin' gentle in the fade The next thing I remember, I nearly pushed you off the
My daddy was a banking man My mama was a thief My mama taught me how to stand My daddy taught me how to cheat I will rob you till you're blind I will
I think I met you on the seventeenth floor When I stood on Margot's window sill Or maybe it was in the Crimean war When I lost my middle finger I really
Words can be a problem when you're on parole I don't care much for language, I just want her so She left me just when push can turn to shove The answer
I'm not the perfect sister, I'm just the wounded one I was created to compare, I'll quit while she's ahead I've finally found the rent, I'll memorize
