Lyrics:
fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I, if I have been unkind
I hope that you can just let it go by
If I, if I have been untrue
I
to dig, low, low
To a place where ain't nowhere to go but up
Ya wit me, say, "shit, 'sho, 'sho"
Now let me ask y'all this
Don't everybody like
Pretty soon this old town I'll be leaving and I'm going just as far as I can go
'Cause ever since you've put me down I can't stand to stay around
’re driving your mamas and papas insane?
Oh, you pretty things, don’t you know
You’re driving your mamas and papas insane?
Let me say it again
You gotta make
dee dah, dah dah dah dee dah)
(We can go)
You can walk away from here.
(Dah dee dah, dah dah dah dee dah)
What, what, what.
By ye yah dah
higher, higher than I've ever been, babe
Just come over, let's pour a drink, babe
I hope I ain't calling you too late, too late
You light my fire
Let's
the way from Philadelphia
On the Atchison, Topeka and the Santa Fe
All aboard, all aboard
Let her rip, let her rip, Mr. Engineer
Gotta go, gotta go
Just let me grieve
In private 'cause each time I see you
I break down and cry
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk on by (don't stop)
And walk
Down down let your crazy out
Boys go crazy over you
Grip like a new york window cleaner
Just staring at you
Youth don't leave me, hair stay
Tryin' to talk to 'em
When there's no more music left
And the lights go out, all you hear is silence
I'll be that voice
(Give it to DJ Khaled
Look into my lens
Give me all you got
Work it for me, baby
Let me take my best shot
Meet the pretty boys
A line of bicycles for hire
Objects
And a sparkle lid your eyes
They shine so flawless I'm amazed
Blinded by an angel's face
It's the sweetest poison in one kiss
And now you got the venom in your
(Pretty, pretty, pretty little angel eyes)
Angel eyes, I really love you so
Angel eyes, I'll never let you go
Because I love you, my darlin' angel eyes
(Joan Jett/Kenny Laguna/Bob Halligan/Ricky Byrd)
Black streak on the boulevard
Another place they don't let you stay
White rain fallin' cold-n-hard
'bout back home
How it can make you feel so alive
Tell ya what we can do,
Baby let's me and you take a little drive
Welcome to the farm
Where you
hope you're not grim
I really hope you're not a Jezebel
Pretty but ain't got a brain
Got no shame, got juiced on the train
Went from daddy's little
There's a sleepy town as south of the border
If you go there once, you'll be there twice
Lots of pretty girls, coming by the dozens
The white sand sure
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa, yeah
Whoa
Yeah let's go
Never in my life
Felt this way
Had to pinch myself twice
Can't believe how you look tonight
Lets go out to the record house
Lil' Liza Jane
Lets get there by eight o'clock
Lil' Liza Jane
Ooh lil' Liza lil' Liza Jane
Ooh lil' Liza lil'
don't know what for
Woah, woah...
Her papa go to war
Her mama say one day he's gonna
Come back from far away
Help me
How can you help me
In
engines and his name is Earl
He's the Charlie Daniels of the torque-wrench"
I whispered, "Honey let's just go on home
Have some onion rings and watch TV"
Sally go round the roses (Sally go round the roses)
Sally go round the roses (Sally go round the pretty roses)
Hope this place can't hurt you (Hope
Sally go round the roses (Sally go round the roses)
Sally go round the roses (Sally go round the pretty roses)
Hope this place can't hurt you (Hope
fashioned book
I have saved all my ribbons for thee
If I, if I have been unkind
I hope that you can just let it go by
If I, if I have been untrue
I hope
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