Lyrics:
is broke, my tears I cry for you
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by, and we grow old and gray
Now you're expecting me to live
is broke, my tears I cry for you
I want you here to have and hold
As the years go by, and we grow old and gray
Now you're expecting me to live
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
Of a real live girl
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
Hey there f***heads this is me, Nickelback Picasso
Imagine my surprise when I'm sittin' in traffic
And I hear a little song by Kegel and Greg comin'
All the photographs are peeling
And colors turn to gray, he's stayin'
In his room with memories for days, he faced
An undertow of futures laid
an audience's whim
He lives by a code
Known only to him
And eh doesn't make money
to Buy watches and cars
Cause there's no time and no place to go
For a man
Darling since you left me I'm so sad and blue
And I count my memories one by
One with photographs of you
Darling I remember, we were happy then
Oh
She sits among the pieces of broken glass and photographs
Reluctantly releases the last of what was her past
It struck without a warning or did she
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right
[Tammy Wynette - T.W.]
[George Jones - G.J]
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right
Rüdiger stands in the rain and the snow
Collector of autographs
Names upon photographs
Faces of people who everyone knows
Rüdiger lives in
[G.J.]
You always said someday you'd go to live
(In Southern California)
And me I'd stay right here in Tennessee
You always talked about
Every photograph is peeling
the colors turn to gray, this day
there is always memories for days, these days
an undertow of futures laid
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
and the feel
Of a real live girl
Nothing can beat getting swept off your feet
By a real live girl
Dreams of you but don't compare with a hunk
We'll all be together in the end
If every moment is a memory
A faded photograph of days gone by
Can I take a little piece of you with me
For when I leave
Their homes all smell of time
Of old photographs
And an old fashioned song
Though you may live in town
You live so far away
When you've lived too
Like a seed that is sewn
All the children are scattered
By a breeze that is blown
Now the crops are all scattered
We are torn, we are shattered
Nickelback niggaz thinkin' they can fuck with big weight
Hell no, give it up, it's enough
We about to live it up, with ten of us
We ride and you live with
understand
You want a perfect picture to believe in
Then you can't be looking for me then
I don't need to live by your rules, you don't control me
Radiger stands in the rain and the snow
Collector of autographs
Names upon photographs
Faces of people who everyone knows
Radiger lives in
Two men on the street
Drinking something cheap
No home, no family
It's cold, nowhere to sleep
Passers-by never catch their eye
Anywhere, one man
breasts as a pair of bongos that's a titty jamboree
Walkin' at night alone
You won't come back
I got your photograph
Like Nickelback
Leave nothin' but
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