my life I feel so at-home When I?m away from my own bed. And my head?s been spinning all day long. And I want this to last. So slow this down; Why rush
It?s half-past midnight and she just caught my eye- Across the room, stumbling over her best friend?s hair. Twelve shots later I worked up the courage
friend. It?s not your moment, don?t make it mine. It?s not yours. (Come on, let me go.) It?s not your moment, don?t make it mine. It?s not yours. (Come
I?ll get this Christmas. And the Jaws of Life couldn?t pinch me hard enough To wake me up from this dream. So lean on me and I?ll hold you close. My basement?s
sex, it sells. That?s all that I know. And they say that she?s an hour glass but those legs can go for days. And so you?re here, and we?re there. So
couldn?t stop if I tried. So now all I wanna do is see you, and take your breath away. And the alliteration gives me a sensation That?s so intoxicating
Is this love or is this life? But I can?t see you tonight. It?s what I?ve told myself a million times, a million times before, before. I?ve seen your
t there for me And this is the last time, the last rhyme, that you get from me. This is the moment when I? This is the last time, it?s the last rhyme