Lyrics:
got swinging doors, a jukebox and a bar stool
And my new home has a flashing neon sign
Stop by and see me any time you want to
'Cause I'm always here
on a sword
Writes a prayer on some paper and then he nails it to the door
Just the good of you may enter by the mercy of the lord
Listen not to what he
Boom, boom, boom, open the door, ATF
Too late to send my girl downstairs to say he left
Hit the basement, go through the replacement door
Come up in
now?
I sit and daydream, I've got daydreams galore
Cigarette ashes, there they go on the floor
I'll go away weekends, leave my keys in the door
But
Hey, look, no crying, though she has one foot out the door
I should be crying, it ought to hurt a little more
I should resent her, try to prevent
a lonely child
Who's waiting by the park
The reflex is a door to finding
Treasure in the dark
And watching over lucky clover
Isn't that bizarre
Every
(Please stay) don't go
Please stay
If I got on my knees and I pleaded you
Not to go but to stay in my are-arms
Would you walk out the door like you
At my door the leaves are falling a cold wild wind will come
Sweethearts walk by together and I still miss someone
I never got over those blue eyes
mean me no good
I don't blame you baby
I'd beat her the same way if I could
You remember, baby
When I knocked upon your door
You had the nerve to tell
pour
Out of every door?
No, it?s just on the street where you live.
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
she likes to be near me
Lisa Lisa, sad Lisa Lisa
She sits in a corner by the door
There must be more I can tell her
If she really wants me
Plenty more for you, boy
We in the funky four door, no floor
Hit me on the celly, watching Belly
God's son, I can see they study Makaveli
And I threw us into the flames
When it fell, something died
'Cause I knew that that was
The last time, the last time
Sometimes I wake up by the door
laughed at their murderous joke,
While the children were smothered on the stairs by the door.
Such a terrible sight I never did see,
We carried our
who sit by the fire, pray think of the trav'lers who walk through the mire.
Oh, where is the maid with the silver hair pin to open the door and let us
I'm southbound (southbound)
As the miles rush by I miss her more and more
Tears in my eyes and my heart is sore
Soon I'll be a knockin' on her
crossing so many times before
See that people walking through heaven's door
We're finally here, it looks just fine
Let's stroll the streets, sidewalk sign
own
Miss almost grown
Miss never let a man help her off her throne
So, by keeping her heart protected
She'd never ever feel rejected
Little miss
be done, four hundred years
So let it be written
So let it be done
I'm sent here by the chosen one
So let it be written
So let it be done
To kill
pour
Out of every door?
No, it's just on the street where you live
And oh, the towering feeling
Just to know somehow you are near
The overpowering
ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I don't carry you, gon' carry somebody else
Cryin', sun gon' shine, Lord, my back door someday
Now don't
for Linda by the door
By the door
When times got rough he'd phone her
Once or twice she took the call
Then she changed her number and she
I left her by the River Sainte Marie,
We pledged our love until eternity.
Along the pebbled pathway from her door
We kissed and then we kissed
the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors
And I'm fucking lazy
Bite my lip and close my eyes
Take me away to paradise
I'm so damn bored, I'm
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