Don't you know that when you touch me baby that it's torture? Brush up against me, I get chills all down my spine Don't make this one dimensional The
He doesn't mean a thing to me Just another pretty face to see He's all over town, knockin' 'em down 'a honey And I'd never let him next to me He's the
Dirty pop, yo Sick and tired of hearin' all these people talk about What's the deal with this pop life and when is it gonna fade out? The thing you got
Say hello, say hello Say hello, say hello Say hello, say hello Say hello, say hello Say hello, say hello Say hello, say hello And tricky time never
Cold and drizzly night in Chicago's deep dish Fluorescent light of the bathroom shows my hands as they are See and eyelash on my cheek pick it off and
Centered photo lines Capture the sentimental waves We all take our places To reconcile all the faces outside the frame Is this camouflage Or just some
Now here you go again You say you want your freedom Well who am i to keep you down It's only right that you should Play the way you feel it But listen
Now here you go again You say you want your freedom Well, who am I to keep you down? It's only right that you should Play it the way that you feel it
Everybody's wearing my head but nobody loves me Everyone reminds me of you I stay up late in bed, hopin' you're thinkin' of me Thinkin' about what we
I'm in love with a friend Going on a week I'm in love with a friend I can hardly speak I can read between the lines And I can read between the sheets
He doesn't mean a thing to me Just another pretty face to see He's all over town, knockin' 'em down, ahh, honey And I'd never let him next to me Well
A child is born on the east side of town With the world in his hands His mother, an angel with no food to eat says "Love is our last stand" The child
No stopping No stopping No stopping for nicotine No stopping No stopping for what you are No stopping for Benzedrine No stopping No stopping for rock
I can't help but feeling that love Is always dealing me a losing hand California's sleeping and you've got me weeping I am just a man, I'm just a man,
On a far away island Of Salamasond Yertle the turtle Was king of the pond A nice little pond It was clean it was neat The water was warm There was plenty
