a hundred tires piled high
piled way up to the sky
there's
baby i'm king because i'm sittin' here
baby it's hard to
wander back to memphis
wander back to lille
wander back to what's
Now dig this you tickle me
Some things I should never
The half life of my life is, no life at
Talk it to death
is your hair the right red
She's so self concious that it hurts
he thinks rock is
how do you think i did it
with a check, with
He looks sick
He is sick
WOA!!
Home tonies and highballs
I'm happy to
Not long for this world are you jumpy are you
Oh god, sunshine
I can read your mind
Don't waste your time
Looking
I want to be a stripper
some girls were born to
Sweet like sugar
Stupid like a wombat
Tell me you love me
And
When he calls me kitten
kitten soft and low
I
Voices will be quiet still
I hear their echo land
Pink drinks
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