Lyrics:
bad as she want to be
Red hot mama was a real gas
Doin' it good and doing it fast
She was smokin'
Whoa, {etc}!
Ride on red hot mama
Girl,
It
Stand up, stand up and face
It
Stand up
Get on the red dress, slip
On the lace
Up for a high heel and a
Pretty face
Woman want to get you
of brand new words and a mouth full of shocks
You're a big boy now, with a face to stop clocks.
Turning the town red.
Turning the town red.
You made
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shakin' hands, sayin' "How do you do?"
They're really saying, "I love you"
I hear babies
out of bed and ran into the street with hardly any clothes on,
As the sky lit up, my heart stood still and I could feel my face as it turned to white.
So meet me tonight by the Red River
Where the water is clear and cold
Meet me tonight by the Red River
And look down into your soul
Look down into
Things cannot stay the same
Her hair was pressed against her face
Her eyes were red with anger
Enraged by things unsaid, and empty beds, and bad
Babs and Clean Willie were in love they said
So in love the preacher's face turned red
Soon everybody knew the thing was dead
He shouts, she
language
Caucasian talk
They're saying nothing
I see a land
As we crawl by night
I see a face
In the window in front
These stations are useful
anticipating my face in a red flush
I don't like that anyone would die to feel your touch
Everybody wants you
Everybody wonders what it would be like to love
thought by learning each social grace
A chap might learn to forget my face
I can't understand it, I've knitted and pearled
But my goodness me it's
And shave off the years now, it's all inside my head
The boy in the red shoes is dancing by my bed
Put them in a box somewhere, put them in a drawer
Take
I etched a face of a stopwatch
On the back of a raindrop
And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass
I heard an unhappy ending
It sort
If ever I would leave you, it wouldn't be in summer.
Seeing you in summer I never would go.
Your hair streaked with sun-light, your lips red
Green means go, yellow means slow
Red means stop, now drop, now roll
Girl, you got a ass stopping traffic like a red
Stopping traffic like a red
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
everything fine.
Passing the time, drinking red wine.
Passing the time, everything fine.
Passing the time, wine and time rhyme.
Passing the time.
It is
a kiss
Poor old kaw-liga, he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga,that poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was
a kiss
Poor old kaw-liga, he don't know what he missed
Is it any wonder that his face is red?
Kaw-Liga,that poor old wooden head
Kaw-Liga was
ol' Kaw-Liga, you ain't never got a kiss
Poor ol' Kaw-Liga, you don't know what you what miss
Is it any wonder that your face is red?
Kaw-Liga, you
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little boy toys, comin' from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy don't you think it?s
He destroys his pretty face
Emptier than outer space
Trees grow arms and eyes
Outside my window witches sharpen knives
For the car crash comes
Red
don't go by gold,
You're much better known
You got to make it on your own, on your own.
And do you remember, do you remember
I said a long time ago
don't go by gold,
You're much better known
You got to make it on your own, on your own.
And do you remember, do you remember
I said a long time ago
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