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Maybellene/Wee Wee Hours (Chuck Berry) · Maybellene/Wee Wee Hours (Chuck Berry) · Pee-Wee's Big Adventure/Back to School [Music from the Motion Pictures] (Danny Elfman) · Sidney Bechet & Pee Wee Russell (Sidney Bechet) · Wee Tam (The Incredible String Band) · Pee-Wee's Big Adventure/Back to School [Music from the Motion Pictures] (National Philharmonic Orchestra) · Wee Tam (The Incredible String Band) · In the Wee Small Hours (Frank Sinatra) · Wee Tam & the Big Huge (The Incredible String Band) · Ooh Wee [Germany] (Mark Ronson) – and 90 other albums »


and they dug it sae deep
And they covered it over with wee flowers sae sweet
And he lay him doon for to tak' a long sleep
And maybe in time he'll forget
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"

[Chorus]

"If I went to the house
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
There's an island out in the sea
Just a waitin' for the guys like me
Oh on this island is a crazy school
And there's where I learned the golden
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"

[Chorus]

"If I went to the house
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"

[Chorus]

"If I went to the house
her hips and a song on her lips and a man
Up in her room

And she said, "Oh me, oh my - mercy mercy - love is everywhere"
Yeah she said, "Ooh, wee
the girls my room key
Money can’t buy you love, so I don’t pay for no pussy
I don’t pay these haters no mind, so fuckin’ call me cheap
I grab life by
her hips and a song on her lips and a man
Up in her room

And she said, "Oh me, oh my - mercy mercy - love is everywhere"
Yeah she said, "Ooh, wee
lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"

[Chorus]

"If I went to the house
chanced to meet me.
She caught her by the hair of the head
And down to the room she brought her
With the root of a hazel twig
She was the well beat
the next room
The telephone rings out
Ding dong
A bell rings
Around my heart
Woo wee
Just as I thought
It's your call
Miu miu
I pout my lips
In a mewling
to take you to my room 
Where I can hold you near 
She says "All right" and I'm still here 
With Yvonne, oh Yvonne 
The girl by the window, Yvonne
An emotion from the lightheaded
But still up high no I never forget it
See it always worked by the planes and limos
Behind the scenes checking close in
on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty

In the north end of town my own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours
Sun didn't rise this morning
Not a sign come noon
Heard the noise of a thousand voices
But no one else was in my room
Reached for my holy bible
on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty

In the north end of town my own children are grown
But I was raised on the other
In the wee hours
on the benches
Tell you now that the whole town is empty

In the north end of town
My own children are grown
But I was raised up on the other
In the wee hours
kinda bangin' booty, kinda more not then so
If I don't drop this load, my nuts are gonna explode

Now I'm stoned sober, in a room full of ugly
And all
We were sitting in the living room on the sofa
The wrong way round, looking out the window.
It was quiet, and then in the car park across the road
indeed
And would you believe tha walls started to bleed
Frankstein was steady scheming as he left the room
In came the Mummy and the creature from
He was born in Big Beaver by the borderline
He started playing hockey by the time he was nine
His dad took the hose and froze the back yard
at the time
"If you've nothing to hide, why hide it?"

It's one of those wee red cashbox things
And she keeps it in a drawer by the bed
Under some pictures
By the naked eye at all
Cant be seen

But it glues us, all of us in our house
To the mouse
To the screen, to the screen
Just like him, in a room