Bitching with my sisters is a pure and rare delight Blissfully narcissistic only I won't get a Bite my tongue before I say a single thing That gives the
I won't wake up with you again And this is why All your sweet talk drives me insane You're the wrong guy You were down but now you're getting up All
You're right, I just messed up again Last night a bridge too far You should have seen the lecherous beerguts And lush velveteen A compliment comes easy
Bow Wow ft. Chris Brown Shorty Like Mine [LBW:] Ya'll Know What This Is [Chorus] Only Thing That Keeps Me Up When I'm Feelin Down I Don't Know About
Full Company: Dames are temporary flames to you. Dames, you don't recall their names, Do you? Slims and all curvy, Sweet, shy and nervy, There is
[All] Somehow the ceiling Seems a little higher From the very moment I see Mabel come in the room And I can swiftly Shed the strain of the years The
your eyes awkward send-off, there was no kiss goodbye thought about what it might have been like the whole way home oh, how do you think it goes with those tiny little bows
when I start to tip my glass I'll be a sport and have a go at that old song Singing unabashed, about ?Them city girls, With their ribbon bows, and their
Come on, come on let's have a song the morning sun is soon to come we don't have time to linger on there comes a time, there comes a time to make it
Bows, Nihilism Non-existent master. you always never override the Nothing ideology Pseudo positve hopeful nothings Shadow motivation trainer Ghosts barking
Punch drunk Bust mouth and fingers I flattened an african They said, "win and we'll whack you" So i break out the back way Head for the highway and home
Ali: It's like rockets flaming all around you All my summers come at once TKO Mrs President you've floored me Something inside of me Laid Bare First
B boys are easy Ko gals are hard So long to boys Loaded's almost over Love is in the air So hold out Big black was so last year Blood-red is here So
All the hustler's are in bed - sleepyheads As we flit above the rooftops of their homes - lazy Bones If i could keep you hidden from everyone - i would
Summer storms in benidorm an essax jubilee Vicious brits with kissing lips have made a saint of Me Bubble gum means nothing now that punks no longer lean
I could see myself At twenty eight What do you think of me now? To Hell with big wings Heaven can wait I won't be I won't be checking out Torn Between
So she says she'll be your girlfriend When all you really want's a friend Someone to love and have and hold you Someone who'll always be there waiting
I wonder how you'd feel in daylight A million miles of memphis skin A heart from here to eternity And all that meat to keep it in Whatever makes your