Written by: Words/Joseph Deeb, Micky Braun, Gary Braun; Music/Joseph Deeb, Gary Braun She loved a party she loved a crowd Now she wants nobody around
Written by: Words/Micky Braun, Moni Ackerman; Music/Micky Braun, Joseph Deeb She said don?t waste my time I only got a little left and I Want to spend
Written by: Micky Braun Started out with her leaving, she said she wasn?t coming back It left my heart sorely grieving , just how do you deal with that
Written by: Micky and Willy Braun I was ridin? on a one way ticket to an early grave My path of destruction has long been paved If not for you, I
Written by: Micky Braun and Joseph Deeb I got my hands on your picture I got my eyes on a note that you wrote It?s telling me I?m something special
Written by: Micky Braun We spent more days fighting than we ever did loving We could never see eye to eye I worked and I slaved but I didn?t save You
Written by: John Stewart I can?t hold it on the road, you?re sitting right beside me And I?m drunk out of my mind, merely from the fact That you aren
Written by Micky Braun and Willy Braun Time sure flies when you?re young and on a roll You think you?re never growing old Til that faithful day when
Written by: Kip Attaway I don?t think that I?ll ever forget the winter of ?72 It must have been the coldest year that I ever knew I left my home
Written by: Joseph Deeb When I take a look around this house At all the things to see There?s some pictures on the shelf Whispering to me Chorus
Written by: Joseph Deeb Cmon tell me little baby Tell me what I need to know And let the words spill baby Load em up before I go Cause I could see
Written by: Joseph Deeb So much for clean sheets and a good week We?ve got these rosy cheeks, loving words to speak CHORUS Baby, should I stick around
Written by: Willy Braun Through the windshield tinted blue I see the sun is going down, and I?m alone again It?s funny how life seems so real When all
Ouuuuuuuh ouh ouuuuuuuh ouh Ouuuuuuuh ouh ouuuuuuuh ouh I don't think you realise Don't think that you recognize Just how much you mean to me And
(Irene Citarrella) Io sono un topolino che mangia il formaggino, La mamma mi vuoi bene ma, se vedo un gatto corro da papa Se vedo un gatto nero io scappo