Lyrics:
Picture yourself when you're getting old
You're sat by the fireside a-pondering on
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa,
Picture yourself when you're getting old
You sat by the fireside, pondering all
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa a long time
Picture yourself, when you're getting old
Sat by the fireside a-pondering on
Picture book, pictures of your mama
Taken by your papa a long time
Picture yourself when you're getting old,
Sat by the fireside a-pondering all
Picture book, pictures of your mama, taken by your papa a long time
You say I'm easy to read
I open like a picture book
Is that why you always
Ask me to leave
When things get tough
You say that you're my best friend
Yeah she treat me like the cartel
Cause I'm high up, I'm not talking hotels
Yeah she pretty so I paint her with a pastel
Could make a picture book
and the groovin' love was on
But I still remember how it felt when our love was gone
In a tattered picture book
Was a photograph she took years ago
(Secret
They was sayin how we wouldn't last picture that like a look-book
My dawg did hit me up told me I was up preciate that good look
Been putting that shit
Come take a look with me in an old fashioned picture book.
Patience, the girl we see on the sand with the squint and parasol low.
Sweethearts are
everywhere you look (everywhere you look)
It's like a picture book (like a picture book)
Who could even wish for something more
Then to spend a Christmas in
and close the door.
It's nothing but a picture book they had before the war."
"Mommy, mommy, come and see. Oh, mommy, come and look.
There's four or five
at all
And now the ragtop 560 is still running (running)
But don't feel quite the same without you
So just
Paint my picture in the book of broken
can't afford
Hear that old conductor holler "All Aboard!"
Wonder how this world looks, outside of picture books
Rocky mountains, rollin' plains an'
seems flip through the pages of me can You find the beauty in me
I'm just a picture book of twisted images
I'm just a book on the shelf you don't wanna
the door
It's nothing, just a picture-book
They had before the war
Daddy, Daddy, come and see
Daddy, come and look
Why, there's four or five little
Not much in this trailer, now
A picture book, remote control, and a cookie jar shaped like a cow,
A macrame‚ frame, 'round a picture of me,
And you promise that it's real
It's just a picture book to me
Sailed through the world to the course of some arms
Somehow still unaffected by signs
on the other side
On the other side, on the other side
The sun will be high in a picture book sky
When we meet on the other side
She lived on the edge
to say
And your soul reads like picture books to me
Nobody feels like you do
Nobody feels like you do
Like it was before
You said
Well you just let me go
to the iris-bound picture book
Read my eyes darling, a million words in the look
So let it linger
As I stare into your eyes
I'm caught in your story
In a web of your
LOOK cT THE PICTURE
BOOK cND THE SCRIPTURE
NOW I LOOK RICHER
SHE CcLLING ME MISTER
PLcYING THE FIXTURE SIPPIN THE MIXTURE
I HEcRD c WHISPER
McKE c
a pretty picture book
But everything around me seems
Like a twisted fever dream
I'm burnin up in paradise
I don't know what to say
It seems like I should
just like the stars
The big screens, the plastic-made dreams
Say you don't want it, say you don't want it
It's our world, the picture-book girls
Say
the door
It's nothing, just a picture-book
They had before the war
Daddy, daddy, come and see
Daddy, come and look
Why, there's four or five
Little
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