I wanna ask you do you ever sit and wonder? It's so strange we could be together for So long and never know never care What goes on in the other one'
I took her with me To the Christmas office party, mistake She did a line and started Spouting all her liberal garbage Bro, I'm so ashamed I never heard
If you wanna write a letter, write a letter If you'd rather make a phone call, pick the phone up and call me But if you had to say it all with a pop song
Have you seen that dog? I've got to get him back I had him tied to a tree but he keeps getting out He's probably running loose with the bitches And when
One, two, three If you wanna write a letter, write a letter If you'd rather make a phone call Pick up the phone up, and call me But if you had to say
The bitch went nuts She stabbed my basketball and the speakers to my stereo She called me cunt But nothing prepared me for what I found when I came home
Why do we frown? Is it something within us Or in the world at large? Maybe it's both, y'all Sadness deep inside Something we can't hide We yearn for
Here in Cologne I know I said it wrong I walked you to the train and back across alone To my hotel room and ordered me some food And now I'm wondering
Uh, oh Hey Dr. Yin Chain smoking Chinese centenarian Deck my back with pins Connect the wires and plug me in Uh, oh Hey, Love Master Z Sexy online
Is this the way to normal? Is this the way to normal? Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Show me the way to normal Is this the way to
Dr.Yang, Help me mend my broken heart Gotta help me doc, I don't know where to start. When she walked right out that door Left me cryin on the floor She
It's just a thought but where did it come from? What does she do if it, if it comes back? A note from his assistant there by the telephone She sees it
Tread slowly from the car to the spa Like a weary war-torn refugee Crossing the border with her starving child It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu
If there's a God He's laughing at us and our football team Effington could be a wonderful f'ing place I can see it from the highway and I'm wondering
Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Start of the show Hiroshima And the people were shouting my name As the house lights came
Called in sick one day Stepped out my front door Squinted up at the sky And strapped on my backpack Got into a van And when I returned I had Ex-wives
I want to live in a land where there's free coffee And the beer flows out of the ground The women are nice and they don't think twice About kissing you
single I hear you got them falling at your feet I hear you're working hard at staying sane and sober Miss Entertainer, I hear you're pretty beat And you're hanging
