Lyrics:
Have you seen her face
She's got a face that would stop a clock
And with that face I surely won't stop
To look her in the eyes
But her money's
girl, go somewhere around the stove
In the chumps we chilling in some hotel robes
I put her towels on her body and massage her toes
There ain't nothing
girl, go somewhere around the stove
In the chumps we chilling in some hotel robes
I put her towels on her body and massage her toes
There ain't nothing
I'll mail you back the key
Well, I woke up in the morning
With an arrow through my nose
There was an Indian in the corner
Trying on my clothes
forgot 'em
I buried 'em in the sand
So bring me two pina coladas
She said good-bye to her good timin' man
Oh now I've gotta say
That the wind
And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you
You can add, subtract, multiply and divide
By two
I know today's your birthday
And I did
I'll mail you back the key
Well, I woke up in the morning
With an arrow through my nose
There was an Indian in the corner
Trying on my clothes
I know you're rich in
Good clothes and little things
Your mind is fancy
(And your car is bitchin')
Is she weird
Is she weird, is she white
Is
going sideways
And my mother tried to run away from home
But I left something in the car and so I caught her in the driveway
And she cried to me, so I
Got a taste of all religion
Comes on with the new
In her hair a yellow ribbon
And she's decked out all in blue
Oh yes in, decked out all in blue
I know you're rich in
Good clothes and little things
Your mind is fancy
(And your car is [Incomprehensible])
Is she weird?
Is she weird, is she
I may not be every mother's dream for her little girl,
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world.
But that's all right, as long
the one you left to cry
(Make her the woman
You go home to)
With a smile
I fix your evening meals
Iron your clothes
It ain't no big deal
It's all
I heard she sang a good song
I heard she had a style
And so I came to see her
To listen for a while
And there she was this young girl
A stranger
a gal by the cut o' her clothes
And I'll stand out in buttons and bows
I'll love you in buckskin
Or skirts that I've homespun
But I'll love ya'
Happy Days
The track plays, I'm in the shades, singin a phrase
Livin lovin, lovin livin, it's all good
I'm lovin livin, it's all good
Livin lovin,
always seen
She looked just like a queen
I love to hear her talk
You should see her walk
Good looks bad book
She got the whole township
Yes she hit
the Rasta, reggae rhythms, her dreams have changed somehow
[Chorus]
Her toes dig deep and deeper in the sand
She's seduced by the sunsets and her new
rival it seems, had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy
Her name was Magill, and she called herself Lil
But everyone knew her as Nancy
(Dolly Parton)
The snow was fallin' swiftly and it mounted on the street
Little footprints in the snow made by our children's feet
As I walked
local honey
You can't tell by her britches, but she's one rich S.O.B
Mm, mm, mm
Carter Sisters got the good corn liquor
Get the one with
was the maiden's reply
"Mommy's in heaven
Angels took her away
Left Tim and I all alone
We've no one to love us
And daddy is dead
And our darling
I might be in business
To tell the truth she didn't even know I existed, Julia
Summer took her pretty clothes
Winter came in grey and snow oh
Standing on the corner, I didn't mean no harm
Along come the police, he took me by the arm
It was down in Memphis, corner of Beale and Main
He says
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