By Aimee Mann, It must be hard ringing the bells
Of doors that don't
By Aimee Mann, Get up, the needle has pricked a little finger.
She wants
By Aimee Mann, Storefront, streetcars rattle
One more losing battle
What is Columbus Avenue to
By Aimee Mann, You got a lot of money, but you can't afford
By Aimee Mann, Go, honey go -
Into the ocean
Go, honey go -
Into the
By Aimee Mann, everything's beautiful,
every day's a holiday, the day you live without
By Aimee Mann, Little tornado
Bane of the trailer park
Lifting houses to leave your
By Aimee Mann, Macka wants to ride on the Mouse and the Tilt-A-Whirl
Canada
By Aimee Mann, The day you left and you called me bitch
I called
By Aimee Mann, Got out of Phoenix, just in time
a box of kleenex,
By Aimee Mann, I turned Stranger into Starman
in the Sunday New York Times
Like
By Aimee Mann, Thirty-one today
What a thing to say
Drinking Guinness in the afternoon
Taking
By Aimee Mann, nightly, you retrace your steps again to return to the
