it is, no more than it is Is a woman, write this down Put the paper over there More than it is, no more than it is Is a woman, write this down Put
Just a boss thing that is pure Something specially for you It's like everybody's needing it And everybody's sure (and if they say) Is a woman,
Vertaling: Lambchop. Is 'n vrou.
some weed It's a noisy cracked accumulation Of golden brown, mr. Brown's first born Can anyone get it It's not too obvious Two friends locked in a
out Never ever really doubt it And as your hand rests gently on her head Remove the clutter and the papers that you read A whispered comment or a compliment is
your heard me yelling Out a name that you never used for me, till then Out a name that you never used for me, till then Out a name that you never used
Hey girl Is it really right for me Send a little message That i know i can see Behold the life i lead for you One would hope the only life for
lift like a fog As the sun burns it away A soft ball and a stick And the imprint that it makes Like a chamber from a gun After the shooting's done
know you swear And all by yourself As time delivers for a while now This may not appeal to you But i can hardly spell my name A siamese is lonely
Just bones and squirrels inside your head This is the only life i see For you And if i gave a crap Would that show you where my head is at I would
day Just a boss thing that is pure Something specially for you It's like everybody's needing it And everybody's sure (and if they say) Is a woman
real world we knew Last night i saw the sun rise Over sleepy barcelona Riding on a bus With the road crew from embrace While everyone was sleeping I noticed a
was out there Burning up his matches I saw him in the afternoon Sporting a black eye The universal man Holds a pistol or a bottle Types with confidence
Thought i felt a chill Thought an underrated skill A hazard to the emotionally challenged Fibers from a rope In the roughness of your hand you cope
