mother in the kitchen My father on the floor Watching television It's a wonderful life Cinnamon candles burning Snowball fights outside Smile below each nose And above each chin Stomp my boots
When I see her dance I got on my boots Got my boots on A love hate romance I can't feel my hands I got on my boots Got my boots on Winter left a cover
Whose bed have your boots been under? Whose bed have your boots been under? And whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder
come prepared motherfucker, you dyin wit'cha boots on Chorus: (put ya foot in my shit and let me try on your hood) Dyin wit'cha boots on (put ya foot
come prepared motherfucker You dyin' wit'cha boots on (Put ya foot in my shoe, and let me try on your boots) Dyin' wit'cha boots on (Put ya foot in
If lust and longing were all we knew And love was kissing on the roofing view Of the office workers and their camera phones My heart would pump to let
I can remember days, things weren't always this way I used to make you smile if only for a while But now you can't get through, there's no way I can lose
Im just doin' what I gotta' do flyin' with the rest of em' still got my Nike Boots flyin' with the rest of em X5 still got my nike Boots South side what
Heard you're new in town, want someone to show you 'round Well, no one knows this place just quite like me Well, I don't hang with the crowd, where I
Take that back or I'll mess you up I've had it up to here Get back in your car and drive And put it in high gear Cause now you're gone
I'm going to the quick of the nail I'm going to the bone I'm gonna sharpen up my steel I'm lookin? for the blood in the stone I wanna get that flying
I'm gonna take you down And I don't fool around With no talkin' I'll take you for a ride I'll make you feel inside What I'm feelin' And I know that you
I'm not that cruel, I'm not that kind There's really nothing on my mind, believe me And when I'm talking in my sleep It doesn't ever get that deep There
I could love you once or twice I think you?d find it very nice But then I?d have to call it quits And tear your little heart to bits I think you're gonna
I never realized how much I prized you I never thought you'd do me just one time And if I could again lay eyes upon on you I know I'd make you want me
Here's a nasty little queen There's a boy who loves his mother Here?s another operator Thinking that he's got it covered You're in a jam You're tied
I wanna get you high But I'm gonna make you cry You'll hate me and you'll miss me When I'm gone It's been a little dry But still I'm gonna try You'll
I think I'll have just one Well, maybe just another one Of course the third one?s so much fun It'll never leave you alone And if you try and tell it
