Sit back, matter of fact, teasing, toying, turning, chatting, charming, hissing, playing the crowd. Play that song again. Another couple klonopin. A nod
True about my taste True about my wealth The thing about St Petersburg I was never there myself So come on Yeah come on Anastasia might have cried all
thousand miles an hour. We'll fly by wheat fields and water towers. We'll go. We'll go and we'll go and we'll go. Let's go. Now the look in your eye
"Bye bye, baby" Cybil says as she walks out the door. You can bet that Hollywood looks oh-so-good, much better than it ever has before. So my pets have
you are? Does it snow? And, if so, remind me not to go there. The weather affects my knee. I've never felt this way before. C-C-C-Cinnamon Lips, go
You're not the prettiest girl in town, and I'm not the only boy with sullie clothes and a sullen frown, so to hell with Valentine's, to hell with perfume
on, come on. Do what you want. What could go wrong? Oh come on come on come on, come on, do what you want. Oh come on come on. What could go wrong?
Quit acting so friendly. Don't nod don't laugh all nicely. Don't think you'll up-end me. Don't sigh, don't sip your iced-tea. And don't say, It's been
one last time We got no reason, We got no reason I can see To hold back tonight 'Cause no one's gonna catch ya If you can't just let go No one's gonna
Lot of knots, lot of snags, lot of holes, lot of cracks lot of crags. Lot of naggin' old hags, lot of fools, lot of fool scum bags. Oh it's such a drag
Sitting for lunch in a square in this town (this town that I'm new to), new fellow from my new town sat me down and explained it to me: how when I spin
It could be ten but then again I can't remember half an hour since a quarter to four Throw on your clothes the second side of Surfer Rosa and you leave
In your fitted raincoat and tangled winter hair Cheeks a little rosy in the February air Running through the subway to catch the Uptown train Spend the
When they finally come to destroy the earth, they'll have to go through you first. I bet they won't be expecting that. When they finally come to destroy
Crash and burn, crash and burn, crash and burn (crash and burn) Patience is the hallmark of the old and the infirm Lived and learned, lived and learned
If you should be the last Autumn leaf hanging from the tree I'll still be here waiting on the breeze to bring you down to me And if it takes forever Forever
Super automatic pilot motor running down circles in the parking lot Self-sustaining system bit her in the neck and quick and kissed her and took all she
Having spent your entire life Exactly where you are tonight In the valley between intent and deed You must have mastered this The fragile art of a good
