Pop Girl. Material Girl, loves dreamin' 'bout the finer things of this world But She's my girl, do what I gotta do. Payin to the game, Get her whatever
Today I found a baby's glove Lying on the drainage board, so still Yesterday a leather glove From the slim tinkered hand of a woman The next time I saw
Gyal mih jus wan fih hol' yuh put me ting right around yuh Gyal you give me the tightest hold mih eva get inna my life Gyal mih just wan fih squeeze
I can't believe the words that you said to me I thought that we were in love together I can't believe the words that you said to me I'm not afraid of
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Just because I was one who bore the boxing gloves And I'll collide on your side Look what we found under bridges, underground Sensation was feeling his
When I'm back from the road And you're out on it And I'm tired of this distance And I believe it's over, it's over rated And this phone tag game is endless
Oh it's of a young squire in tamworth we hear And he courted a nobleman's daughter so fair For to marry her it was his intent And the friends and relations
A pink clock becomes blurred White gloves come off Titled cubicles galvanized White gloves come off Shocker breath & television woman White gloves come
Stars are bright - All is right All is gone - All is wrong Overcome with this glove Gonna change our lives Well useful thoughts they come up now For
Hear the pounding army of the night The call of metal summons us tonight And gather we on this site To behold the power and the might We wear leather,
(Carlene Carter - James Eller) Some gotta wear their heart on their sleeve Me I gotta keep it on hand or I can't sleep I keep it under my thumb In the
Well, they sprung me out of Quentin, I'm back on the mob's payroll They can buy my body Sure they can't buy my soul. I'm working out of Stockton I''m
Hey babe, where'd you go Just left it sitting in the road You can drape it all over your room Sit back and let it shower you Left it, hoping you'd see
TINKER tinker PLING- DING DING- DING my body breaks - the void screams weary of hollow metals that ring of hollow life by hand and by hammer i give birth
a pencil drawn line of fire smoking birds in a downward spiral trails of charcoal trails of gray half burnt feathers the eagle crash-landing now. as scary
Do you know why I'm cold as ice? Why we don't seem to harmonize? Don't care to talk Can't even cry With a glove of stone You've got no control All the
Ain't a cardinal sin, baby let me in Girl, I'm gonna treat you right Well, goodness sakes My snake's alive and it's ready to bite Hornet's nest, lay