Must've forgotten something How to forget how to be true Covered myself in nothing Don't touch me and i won't touch you Tryin' to remember something Why
The pound is sinking, the peso's failing The lira's reeling and feeling quite appalling The mark is holding, the franc is fading The drachma's very weak
Well my momma met my daddy down in Alabama They tied the knot so here I am Born on the bayou on the Texas Line Loved Louisanana and raised on Jabalaya
Speakin' of this art form, the slang is dangerous MC's are like sperm cells, a gang of us Fightin' to reach the egg, bikin' and lose a leg Odds are like
Never do what they do, what they do, what they do Never do what they do, what they do, what they do Yo, yo, lost generation, fast paced nation World
I just came in here to have some whiskey and beer And to say howdy to you all You all know me, this is Hank Williams, Jr. you see Hat and shade beard
Country music singers Have always been a real close family But lately some of my kinfolk Have disowned a few others and me I guess it's because I kinda
There's a little green fountain on a little green mountain Don't you think we ought to stop and get a drink of water There's a little green fountain on
Well, this nine pound hammer is a little too heavy For my size, honey for my size I'm goin' on the mountain, gonna see my baby And I ain't comin' back
Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer I was taken by a photograph of you There were one or two I know that you would have liked a little
John saw a golden city New Jerusalem come down Twelve jasper walls and gates of pearl Such splendor all around And he tells about a river of life That
There is a fountain filled with blood Drawn from Immanuel's veins And sinners plunged beneath that flood Lose all their guilty stains Lose all their
There is a fountain filled with blood drawn from Emmanuel's vein; and sinners plunged beneath that flood lose all their guilty stains. Lose all their
Don't Make Me Dream About You, don't make me dream about you. Don't Make Me Dream About You, don't make me dream about you. I dream in day time and night
Well I was looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer I was taken by a photograph of you There were one or two I know that you would have
Trash men didn't get my trash today Oh, why? Because they want more pay Buses on strike want a raise in fare So they can help pollute the air But that
Fountain of Love By Al Green As the world turns slowly You?re always on my mind As a friend you?re always there for me Forever by my side I hear you
chippendale stand so sad they should be owning a man who's thicker than the forestry from where they began. Robard de Font Le Roy