my drink So many girls, Asian, Caucasian, Asian, Jamaican So many girls, Brazilian, I swear I got a million So many girls, Egyptian, do you fit that description? So many
We're dancing free but we're stuck here underground And everybody trying to figure they way out Hey, hey, hey, all we ever wanted to say Was chased erased
to How far do I have to go to get to you? Many the miles, many the miles How far do I have to go to get to you? Many the miles, many the miles How
your dance on, go grind on one Quick question, yo, why you over here? So many hoes in here My office hours 9 to 5, whyon'tcha call me there It's so many
No mountain can see But sometimes a mountain Can sing or hum At least I heard one Humming on the evening we And no horizon can sleep But sometimes horizons
look around and I look down at my threads It's inappropriate that I should present like A retired matador with unpaid rent So many nights, I'm still thinking 'bout you And so many
I was in a plane to Panama And a fly landed on her thigh And I thought I brushed it off quite brashly I introduced myself And she said her name was sky
Something kissed my lips Something Something busted my fingertips The north binds battle In the car park And the darkness Somewhere The night is on the
Girl in the park one day Killing all the bugs on the pavement Seems like she got a nasty streak But she does it in a beautiful way Like a bullet from
I left the house, left the room with the foxy on my back And my supplies in a magic pack And I followed the sound of music Not up a hill but down to an
Don't want to hear you say It's not when something's wrong, baby Don't want to hear you say It's nothing when it's not 'Cause I don't want to love you
The bus drives over on a mellow scene We've done this five nights and tomorrow's free Oh I say, tomorrow's free And I seem to meet it in the morning and
I climb the ladder of those black and white keys They take me out and into places Some are real, some are imaginary And though she sways between a mystery
His mother was a snake His father was a scarecrow Born in the desert with his hat on his head Never missed a shot, sharp as a pharaoh Tequila in the
I know you'd like to hear a song that sings everything's alright the temperature is warm the fire horses sleep so gently comes the night.. Now close
Well, I've been at the top of a cliff And seen ships go sailing away And I've watched the sea turn green And bright blue fish swim in the shade I've
I love you like oil coming down hard Need you so fast, need you so right away Like a road train, I need you, babe Let's burn it all away but I love you
I like the sound of St Petersburg bells banging in my head The night train rattle and shake and rumble through that cabin bunk bed Now Sigmund said something
