Lyrics:
what you wanna do?
Take your eyes off of that little child
She's compromised enough
Because it's me you want, you want, you want
We spoke of love's
I'm a punk and I'm belligerent
And I don't give a, give a, give a shit
If you mess with me boy
You better start thinking
Cause I'm a mean little
Have you time to come out to the feeld.
Little lamb, we'll live up in the hills.
Forgive me my innocent companion,
But I am bound to carry
to drive me to
Guess that long lost picture will always have me thinking, have me thinking of
you
[Chorus]
So for every little sad sweet love song
Why could't you be a little more like some one esla
Sign bathroom walls empty stalls and blue hotels
I like when you burn me for the bad things that
getting tired, I'm getting tired
Of my stupid little face
I don't belong here, don't belong here
Don't belong in this horse race
Thrown across water,
carry us a little while more
As for the dying
And the fading
And resolve to be
Okay with the natural decay
I'll choose illusion
And safety a hundred
innocent
The night is waiting
Here he comes, you're a little nervous
Here he comes, well, you're getting up the courage, yeah
The music sucks
But
Nutbush city limits
Nutbush city
A lil old town on the Tennessee
Quiet little old community, one-horse town
You got to watch what they're puttin'
the King pa-rum pum pum pum
Rum pum pum pum. rum pum pum pum
So to honor Him pa-rum pum pum pum
When we come
Little Baby pa-rum pum pum pum
I am
for me I'm not cryin', my eyes are just a little irritated from the sighing. 'Cause you're flying, then I'm dying, just feel I really need to say
what once was whole
Until you're left with lots of little pieces
Solidified by the slamming of a door
So don't let that jealousy overtake you
Just a little boy gazing at the stars
But You remember creating every one
If You passed by, would I have seen a child or a king?
Would I have known?
I
good-bye
If I could reach the sky
I'd bring him right back to your arms
Though I haven't seen your son, he's forever in my life
Have you seen my little
'cross his little toes
Crosses stand in rows and rows
Without love life is gone
Without life love goes on and on
window
I was so happy then
But after love had stayed a little while
Love flew out again
What is this thing called love?
This funny thing called
crowd,
To see her face a little less proud,
If the walls could talk they'd tell me to run,
And not to stop until I hit the sun,
She wouldn't have it
Jackson telling little Timmy to be silent,
You don't believe me? here's my hype,
Offer me the record and i'll show you the type,
Of criminal this rap
And I'll take you where you want to go
And let you play with my radio
But is there nothing more that I can do?
To please you, how 'bout a little clue?
But
little glove, big hand,
Step to this I'll take your miss, make her twist and,
Moan, like I fucked with the pitch man,
This land where the bricks stand,
or others say give it up and run away
Momma still wants you home for supper
Work all day for little to no pay
Dance uptown right down to the gutter
on you.
The little game that you played
Has made her baby oh so blue.
You left me in the lurch,
You left me waiting at the church.
Boo-hoo,
That's
plus 3
Every man do his ting a little bit different
Josie's on a vacation far away,
Come around and talk it over
So many things that I wanna say
You know I like my girls a little bit older
I
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