Breach
Wallflowers lyrics
Wallflowers lyrics
"God Dont Make Lonely Girls Lyrics"
Whiskey in the Morning Lyrics
Wasted youth and mad as hell? My friends keep asking me Are you ok, man, you're eyes are glazin' I cant get over it This shit is killing me
Wasted youth and mad as hell? My friends keep asking me Are you ok, man, you're eyes are glazin' I cant get over it This shit is killing me
Senorita
Looks like you aint done nothing good
When it aint supposed to do
Oh no no no no
I seen her downtown
bout an hour ago
Behind the glass at a peep show
I got nervous cause I dont know
Can she see me behind that window?
Its almost nine and Im back in line
I cant get the girl with the sp
In Your Mind Lyrics
the symptoms of our getting older the problems that say we don't mind that most of us never get over the memories mingled with lies coincid
anish tearsthe symptoms of our getting older the problems that say we don't mind that most of us never get over the memories mingled with lies coincid
Out of my mind
Ive got to make her mine, all mine
But somethin is wrong
She dont belong
She oughta be back where shes from
Maybe back on this mexico city
Man, I dont know her
But she sure is pretty
Chorus:
But God dont make lonely girls
Sure didnt want em in his world
God dont ma
Kansas City Lyrics
Kansas City, Kansas City here I come. Kansas City, Kansas City here I come. Got some pretty little women there, I'm gonna get me one. Standing on the corner, cra
e lonely girlsKansas City, Kansas City here I come. Kansas City, Kansas City here I come. Got some pretty little women there, I'm gonna get me one. Standing on the corner, cra
Yeah, yeah, doo doo doo doo
Now when I make that girl all mine
Im gonna stand by her
Once I get inside of
Her barbed wire
Once I get inside
I bet shed look good in a brand new dress
She never felt good in her fish net
Shes got to be this towns best mess
But it aint nothin that her face wo
Hall Of Fame Lyrics
Intro: Uh, check it out No doubt son Flatbush nigga Yes yes y'all It's that Hall Of Fame joint This how we do it, tell em son
uld suggestIntro: Uh, check it out No doubt son Flatbush nigga Yes yes y'all It's that Hall Of Fame joint This how we do it, tell em son
(chorus)
I gotta make her see
Im a guarantee
Oh, if shed only come along with me
Well I can make her see
Gonna take a walk right through these walls
cause shes comin home with me
I aint even gonna touch her at all
Man, Im only gonna lay awake and watch her sleep
(chorus)