Lyrics:
gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise
Everyone lies like the fox on the rocks
And the musical box
Oh, there's Mum and Dad, and good and bad
gobble or meow, meow
I'll even quack, quack, quack or moo, moo
Or bow, wow, wow, wow
Yeah, I'm hung up on you, baby
You're a fox and I ain't lying
Ooh,
gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise
Everyone lies like the fox on the rocks
And the musical box
Oh, there's Mum and Dad, and good and bad
slippery like a fox,
set me up with pain and woe and, I swear it won't seem to stop.
If I could just remove her hook from deep from within my soul,
Thin hung the web like a trap in a cage,
The fox lay asleep in his lair
Fang's frantic paws told the tale of his sin.
Far off the chase shrieked
They said, "You may think you're a sly old fox, you're gonna leave here
In a long pine box if you don't leave that money alone"
Just about then
He's a perfect stranger
Like a cross of himself and a fox
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks
He's the unforeseen danger
gutterflies
Open your eyes, it's full of surprise
Everyone lies like the fox on the rocks
And the musical box
Oh, there's Mum and Dad, and good and bad
sailing 'cross The Devil's sea
Too blind in love, too blind to see
She was eviler than evil, slippery like a fox
Set me up with pain and woe and I swear it
Not long ago the FOX network approached the producers of "The Simpson's" with a simple request.
35 new shows to fill a few holes in their
and thin
I asked her what she had, she said, "A fox four ten"
I looked her up and down, said, "Boy, this is love"
So we headed for the brush to shoot
puff!"
Her mind was gone, but she turned me on, in fact
She was wearin' an Apple Jack hat
With a full-link fox and some pink bobby-socks
Her father had
[MH]
I'm fresh as a daisy, hard as a rock
Fit as a fiddle, proud as a cock
Bright as a button, sly as a fox
Shy as a violet and strong
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, you were good at playing the fox girl
When I was good you threw me a bone
But I ain't playing hot for nobody
Girl
and thin
I asked her what she had, she said a Fox four-ten
I looked her up and down, said boy this is love
So we headed for the brush to shoot a big fat
Back in the days of my childhood
In the evening when everything was still
I used to sit and listen to the fox hounds
With my dad in the old Kentucky
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, you were good at playing the fox girl
When I was good you threw me a bone
But I ain't playing hot for nobody
Girl
He's a perfect stranger
Like a cross of himself and a fox
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer of the ways he talks
He's the unforeseen danger
and Como
At my pictures, they throw rocks
They're both at Twentieth Fox
Not Dick Todd, but Dick Haymes, and Como
They say that I need weight
I'm just
then tell Fox to be scared of us
Gang members or terrorists, et cetera, et cetera
Americas reflections of me
That's what a mirror does
It's not
The Lox out
Headline tours, and I bring Fox' out
If it's a calm flex, then I bring the Crocs out
(Then I bring the Crocs out)
Might tek a gyal man, I
He's a perfect stranger,
Like a cross
of himself and a fox.
He's a feeling arranger
And a changer
of the ways he talks.
He's the unforeseen danger
on the interstate
I can hear
a soft voice calling
Calling me
to bring my guitar home.
Out in the dusty
desert wind
The fox goes looking
for a friend
She sees a light
and then I say, "I do"
Come back, baby, 'cause I'd like to say
I've been around the world, back from Bombay
Fox hole love, pie in your face
Livin' in
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