Baby got goin' on a southern train, you know
Fired up
I'm a big tall man, I cut the grass
My left
He's a friend of mine
Kind of special guy
He's a run-around
Hey,
You go on ahead, honey
You have a good time there
You
I can see the Russian Army rolling through my head
On
Johnny feel good, Johnny right on
Johnny miss you, Johnny light
You thought I was something from afar
You thought I'd totally
All these babies are born to the wrong kind of
What a pretty life you have
Oh boy, it's a pretty
I was talking, not two days ago
To a certain bartender
Louis is probably thirty years old
But he looks like a
But don't worry, mom, I met him in a restaurant
And
Orange and blue, green and pink
I see you in everything
Don't