When my picture's in a frame
In the fool's hall of
I've made up my mind and here's my decision
I'd like
Ridin' on the freeway, where the lights are dim
My chances
Woke up this mornin' and I crawled out of bed
I
I don't want you cook my bread
I don't want you
I'm leavin' again, long way to go
It's a sad feeling,
Oh, Maybelline, why can't you be true? Oh, Maybelline, why
Sarah Lee, can't you see
Why I'm cryin' like a child?
You
My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore
I told