Orange and blue, green and pink I see you in everything... Don't need money, don't need wine I've got better ways to spend my time I'll see you around
But don't worry, mom, I met him in a restaurant And all this time I've been getting to know him He's got an ex-wife in Pasadena, and sometimes she's a
There's a portrait of Uncle Alvarez Hangin' in the hall Nobody wants to look at it But Uncle Alvarez sees us all Oh, oh, oh, imaginary accomplishments
Louis is probably thirty years old but he looks like a solid 45 Louis says he's got a headache I look in his eyes, and I believe him The big L.K.'s and
As I stumble into bed, I curse the devil in my head And if I die before I wake, I hope the Lord won't hesitate To pluck my coffin from the ground He need
I was talking not two days ago To a certain bartender I'm lucky to know I asked Henry my bartending friend If I should go on dating unfamous men And
What a pretty life you have Oh boy, it's a pretty life And I would need a map Just so I could navigate the back yard Home is very ordinary I know I was
All these babies are born To the wrong kind of people And I wish I had known I was not good enough I'm the worst kind of son Bringing shame to my family
You thought I was something from afar You thought I'd totally excite you I guess it's just another thing to stand up close and ignite you Love is nothing
Johnny feel good, Johnny right on Johnny miss you, Johnny light on Johnny makes me feel strangely good about myself Moderation is a memory Dive right
I can see the Russian Army rolling through my head On one side of me lies the enemy, the other half is dead I've got diamonds and I've got pearls... And
You go on ahead, honey You have a good time there You make me feel funny I'm no ordinary lover or friend I believe we have things to do I believe in
I'm sleeping in the girls' room I'm sleeping in the girls' room I'm sleeping in the sky I'm sleeping in the water I'm sleeping in the girls' room I'm
He's a friend of mine Kind of special guy He's a run-around Hey, you've got to hide your love away! I hear people are talking about us And I just have
I'm a big, tall man I cut the grass My left eye hurts I am waiting and reading parts I can be a complicated communicator Yes, I'm winning, spinning I
Baby got goin' on a southern train, you know Fired up the pistons driving below And the whole vibration, seat upholstery Silky underwear, oh conductor
(What I sense...) As far as I know, baby, you can see As far as I go, funky baby, digging deep inside of me (Uh uh uh uh uh, uh uh uh uh uh...) As far
I'm gonna tell my son to grow up pretty as the grass is green And whip-smart as the English Channel's wide And I'm gonna tell my son to keep his money
