belong to my boy Tom, they were the first came to my hand The wind must have tousled my yellow hair and I rode over the land" Now Tom took the fiddle
get my title tooken So you got a little 9 to 5, so what? What do you do for a living, slice cold cuts? You look slick, but you know every Tom and Dick
...Bet your life I'm glad I'm me (Spoken) Ladies and Gentlemen together for the first time Mister PT Barnum's two star attractions General Tom Thumb
say he shot through, it was us who were shot through practically brought about our Trafalgar, wot Dot: (spoken) I think you mean Waterloo dear Greylag: (spoken) Do I dear
Collins lets begin Angel Hi I?m Angel Collins Tom Collins Alexy Darling Mark Cohen Rogers Mom Roger Mark Joanne Maureen Benny Collins Mimi
Hannukah, Some much funikah to celebrate Hanukah! OJ Simpson, Not a Jew! but guess who is?, Hall o' Famer Rod Carew! We got Ann Landers and her sister Dear
There's an old tale wrought with the mystery of Tom The poet and his muse And the magic lake which gave a life To the words the poet used Now the muse
'm lost, Adrift in the dark I'm clutching your words to my vampire heart once more So let in the light, turn me to dust If it don't end in bloodshed, dear
for a year or more and my old guitar hangs by the door. That woman of mine says "hock that Luke" cause your momma dear needs a brand new suit. Well I
's a thing in my memory Holding on for dear life With a feeling of secrets Beating up under my flesh My tongue is tied I'm sleeping nights awake Tom
WRITERS JULE STYNE, SAMMY CAHN Kiss me once, then kiss me twice Then kiss me once again. It's been a long, long time. Haven't felt like this, my dear
Dear blank I'm sorry I blanked, You're blank, thought you'd understand if you knew how much beer that I drank. I know today is going too fucking slow
can too! You heard it from the canine's mouth The country's changed that is except the south And you'll agree No one really knows, my dear lady friend
regular John, she met her through Tom She passed out with the syringe still stuck in her arm Dying a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind From the
dat! wah?!? Dedication to show dat! wah?!? Chuckin' MC's like stones Bad boy forever like Sean Puffy Combs Inside, outside runnin all zones Set trend, get girls like Tom
dear Tom, I met two men today. They had your picture and they knew your name. And what?s more they said you?d done some awful things. Like you said Tom
just as soon use the time alone yeah the goons have gone global and the CEO's are shredding files and the democrans and the republicrats are flashing their toothy smiles and Uncle Tom
(Tom Douglas/Dean Dillon) I don't know what to think of it Sometimes I hate it Sometimes I love it Girl, this relationship we're in To say the least