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
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
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
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
What a pretty life you have Oh boy, it's a pretty life you have And I would need a map Just so I could navigate the back yard Home is very ordinary I
I was talking, not two days ago To a certain bartender I'm lucky to know And I asked Henry, my bartending friend If I should bother dating unfamous men
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
I can see the Russian Army rolling through my head On one side of me lies the enemy the other have is dead I've got diamonds and I've got pearls And
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
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
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 Every
Baby got goin' on a southern train, you know Fired up pistons drivin' below And the whole vibration, seat upholstery Silky underwear, oh conductor let
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
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
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
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
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