Lyrics.com »
Search results for 'Stratton'
Yee yee! We've found 24 lyrics and 18 artists matching Stratton.
Artists:
Lyrics:
Her names Dorothy Stratton there she goes again A young milk bar girl, a life of innocence A hustler strolls up into the bar and catches her eye He
memory, and the pain I bring.) Gone, left behind. (A crimson nightmare.) Stratton Sail beyond. Projected demise To come by our hands. Damian,
en slik en Kjempefreser med 20 hesters Briggs & Stratton Den har diff-sperre, lys og dobbel revers Og den brøyter snø sånn som du lager vers! Sa gubben
instead. So bring your Briggs and Stratton Another gifted prop cuts through the thermocline to stop a surface dweller that thrives in schools And I get
Stratton, (Damian) (Dust) It coats their eyes, brought disbelief. (Flame) My throat, it burns. Words are lost amidst the screams. (Leave me) Beyond
ought to float a loan To the yard man That Briggs and Stratton is ringing in my ears I've been walking that dog for nearly 15 years Working long so I can
höchstens Durchschnitt wenn es hochkommt Und meine Jungs sind Stratton Oakmont, dikka/ Uh, alles was ich seh' sind Opfer die sich Gs nennen Fick auf eure
watched you slip away Into your own shell. Damian, Cass, Stratton Pray to the light for escape from the memories. Cast off the darkness, be free from
den Spuren Freds geahts nach n'Amerika Mim auto durch Manhatten - ulala Doch mir kema sicher i Stratton o Und singa mitm Stefan ularadio Die Stratton
on the toll Youth full of fire, ain't got nowhere to go, nowhere to go It's shitty, Ricky Stratton got a million bucks While my cousin Ricky Walker got ten
Sears and Roebuck. Howard Johnson. Colonel Sanders. Station wagon. Briggs and Stratton. Second mortgage. If I can ever lose my blues. Walk
SECOND FRIDAY, IN JULY IT’S 5PM AND THE SUN’S STILL HIGH FOR ME AND THE BOYS IT’S QUITTIN’ TIME BUT SHE’S JUST FIRIN’ IT UP IT’S A BRIGGS & STRATTON
a ballsy deposit I make the walls fall, bass knocking in my office They know ima flaunt cuz this investments outa pocket Stratton Oakmont bitch you talking
rocks In her rockin chair Where wealth was on tv Ricky Stratton Desire filled the room Familiar goons supplying There's fire under The silver spoon Wit
of this liquor with the mixture Of this Pacquiao Make you KO You won't prolly last another round Me and gang moving like legit Stratton Oakmont Play me dat
and the battle of (Hastings) Never show you what I pattern on (Patience) While I run this relay without a baton on (About to mount not a Stratton one) Do I do it
grass is long and my neighbors must hate me and Briggs and Stratton both let me down. My car won't run and my underwear scrapes me so why can't we all
off Stratton Get the show started I wanted her Whole heartedly We were never officially A pod of peas I was down to give her all of me In every way,
Hapless little Stratton boy Sulking Shackled by his ex in a swale Cut the cord Please just look away Reap me of your venom dear Cover the frame But it's
Stratton Who recorded a few of my songs while I was at school And of course, everybody who was in any way a part of the making of this album Including
Copperfield Gonfia l'estratto conto Stratton Oakmont I tuoi lupi nella company c'hanno lo streptococco Stretta questa roba addosso penso ottimo Best wave sto
to even be here?" I mean, look what happened to Dorothy Stratton. Then I decide... "Oh, the hell with it, I'm horny!" Just then, Jeff, the famous balding
sweetin Alex p keaton Marla gibbs 227 Barry watson seventh heaven Ricky schroeder ricky stratton Soleil moon frye dick van patton Mindy cohn corey
Speak Lyrics Written by Felicia Cielo Reynozo Produced by John Stratton Verse 1: My heart beats to your drum My heart beats to your love My soul
Discuss these Stratton Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In