I've still got three fingers left on this hand take off your belt and I'll do what I can for you you sure look like you could be some kind of fun maybe
I still got these fingers left on this hand. Take off your belt and I'll do what I can for you you sure look like you could be some kind of harm. And
Love grows in me like a tumor parasite bent on devouring its host i'm developing my sense of humor till i can laugh at my heart between your teeth till
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Batten down the hatches here comes the taxman... boo boo ga ga do do do PINK CHERRIES...
Batten down the hatch 'Cause we're all coming in Like uninvited guests Romancing everything Keep your hands away From what you can't afford We don't
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The early light is breaking The morning sun is waiting in the sky And I think I'm gonna break away And follow where the birds of freedom fly I need you
Don't ask me why I did it, It seemed like a good idea at the time. There were no other amusements or games to play To pass the night away. Don't ask me
Out in the deserts of darkness and dreams, Out though the oceans of sadness we sailed. Venturing onwards through mystical scenes, Blown on the whim of
I have spent some heavy nights like every sailor and I know some seedy ways to spend my pay. I've been arrested in the streets I've been drunk along
We rode in the morning Casablanca to the west On the Atlas mountain foothills Leading down to Marrakesh For Mohamed and Morocco We had taken up our guns
The sun is only shining like it always does But I never noticed it in the sky before And you don't need to worry 'Cause I need your love, my friend There
I was reading in a history book before the seventh war They used to have a thing that they called love that we don't have any more I don't know the feeling