Lyrics:
to jail accused of being a peeping tom
Dammit man, I'm saying
Any man would try to find out if his girl
Was doing, doing him wrong
That's all I was doing
more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb, Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
I date women on T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words are flowing out just like
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
was
As I went out one morning
To breathe the air around Tom Paine's
I spied the fairest damsel
That ever did walk in chains
I offer'd her my hand
more hits than Sadaharu Oh
Tom Thumb, Tom Cushman or Tom Foolery
I date women on T.V. with the help of Chuck Woolery
Words are flowing out just like
Legs are tremblin', Lord
Hands are tied
Feel like I got a headache
Right here in my side
Heart's turning over
Beating like a drum, y'all
Tom tom
Days Of 49
~~~~~~~~~~
Im old tom moore from the bummers shore in that good old golden days
They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares
been in a fix
She cared for us like mammy's do
Billy boy, Billy boy, sit on the porch
Do you know what went on at the still?
Joe Wilson is dying, Tom
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
Was
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
Was
call him Uncle Sam
Some a dem call him Uncle Tom
Uncle Sam and Uncle Tom
Yes they are the same man
S.A.M. means "stealaway music"
T.O.M. means
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
Was
Hang your head, hang your head, Tom Dooley hang your head and cry
Killed poor Laura Foster, you know you're bound to die
Bury her on the hillside,
tantos amantes na estante do amanhã
São tantos instantes que não deixam pra depois
A murmurar, no amor amar em qualquer tom
A murmurar, no amor amar
os animais
Na minha ilha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Que maravilha
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Eu transo todas sem perder o tom
E a quadrilha toda grita:
Yeah,
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
Was
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of Summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
Was
your boyfriend "Tom" ( N'yot N'yow! )
Ah! come why'out, come why'out, come why'out my pretty kitten
This is old Tom, "Tom" the atom-bomb! ( N'yot
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
was
When I think of Tom
I think about a night
When the earth smelled of summer
And the sky was streaked with white
And the soft mist of England
was
reinvento o meu som
Eu canto o vagão todo sem nunca sair do tom
Quando eu abro boca e começo a cantar
Eu solto minha voz e não consigo mais parar
É mágico
Tomato tom-a-to
Potato pot-a-to
I'm winning the lotto
While eating gelato
I'm leading they follow
Keep grinding, my motto
My girl, she a model
plástica, sem massagear
Independente sente, hoje eu tô quente, o diabo inveja o vapor
Se não me reconhece, solte a hipérbole
E escute o tom da minha voz
It's the car of Tom
The pain of the wound
Blinding his sight
A white face in front of...
A stunned Susan
And she sees the big hole
In the belly of Tom
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