our shit is raw You a square, you're silverware in a civil war The Slaughterhouse wolf pack, riders under the moon The reason you itchin wit'cha lighter under your spoon I'm a lover
Eat 'em up, let 'em go and you never, let your feelings show She ain't here and you're asking why Life's a bitch and then you die Come on lover just
my side Red fload the blood where's my false lover's died Brown was the earth that they threw on his grave Yellow the flower that over him wave [ piano
've been untrue Well listen sweetheart it just cannot be Cause you're the only good thing that's happened to me We have our ups and downs like all lovers
I got my spies, swift to every consulate To be my eyes and tell me what I never see 'Cause a ghost don't fear a lover Nothin' teeth blank, ah get ready
-ning Hope you enjoy them Like if it's sung to me Listen to 12 great tunes Playing on your stereo Dining and dancing too Entertain on the piano The
old piano and sweet chords rose up in waxed New England halls While the boarders were snoring under crisp white sheets of curfew We were newly lovers
I want to kiss you that's when I miss you I'm missin' what you're with me all the time When I see a rose in bloom lovers on their honeymoon That's when
wee all the way home, home And we were always half crazy, now look at you, baby You make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme And love is a piano,
conversation Concocted rumours by out of tuners Are the must in lovers' concerto As long as we know at the piano We're serving meat with our
life that true love never dies I never could see how this could be Since I left you my wounded heart keep telling me I'm wrong Go back and try true lover
that garden gate Too long you waited too long to come home so your lover don't need you anymore [ steel - piano ] Too long you waited too long... Oh no no your lover
it The wild sonny liston says it The pimp and the gimp And the guy with the limp says Babe, I'm on fire Babe, I'm on fire The blind piano tuner says
pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
me happiness or pain A cigarette that bears a lipstick's traces An airline ticket to romantic places And still my heart has wings These foolish things Remind me of you A tinkling piano
and higher where time fades away Carry on Tell me a story like the pictures on tv A beautiful dream I had of a world that cant be seen You were my lover
In the hit parade of self interest I remained at number one I was Mozart's old piano with a special gold inlay I was always a lover of music but I never
the man knew "the Bird" like the bible You know the man could blow an educated axe He couldn't see that Christie Lee was a woman Who didn't need another lover