Lyrics:
long grass stalkers
On my bed,
No butter melting in your jaws.
Bonding monster
Lethal weapon wearing claws.
Let's go out to hunt by numbers.
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind
I'm calling it a night
I'm crawling back to your bed
Downtown's dead without you
Girls walk by and friends say hi
But Friday night it might
For a little face, that's the biggest yawn
Look at teddy bear yawning too
All those animals sleeping in your bed
Do you really think there'll be
Ruby Red better use your ruby read
Oh oh oh, Ruby Red lying in your ruby bed
Well I got some food
If you're in the mood
Oysters aphrodisiac
And some fine
Old toy trains, little toy tracks
Little toy drums coming from a sack
Carried by a man dressed in white and red
Little boy, don't you think it's
Summer in London, watery sunshine
A place in the city where I can go sometimes
To get on a red bus and go anywhere
See all the sights and not pay
some guts
It takes a leap of faith to get things going
In your heart you must trust
Now you were the Red Sea I was Moses
I kissed you and slipped
"And how do you like your sheet?
And how do you like the fair lady
That lies in your arms asleep?"
"Very well do I like my bed," said he
"Very
see red, I see red, (hey!)
I see red
I respect your wishes
You gave me such precious hours
What to do without you.
Squeezed me out of your life
Sambalele is a show off, threw high a stone to hit a Mango
Mango stayed up, stone fell down on his head
Sambalele is at home in bed
Clap your hands
the skin
Face to face
In a dry and water less place
Walk on by
Walk on through
So sad to besiege your love so head on
Stay this time
Stay tonight in
Now baby baby baby yeah yeah
Each night I toss oh baby turn in my bed
I cry cry cry so much baby till my eyes are all red
Without you something
face is turning red
Larry's still asleep in bed
Romeo he can't get no head at all
And the Doctor looks on so annoyed
You disappoint me, Mr. Boyd
It must have been the walk of shame
Your eyes are all red, get ready for bed
Your hair's all over the place
And look what the cat dragged in
I put a fishing rod by your bed
Right next to a Bible
I leaned a guitar in the corner of your room
With some Milsap on vinyl
I figured the best
the salt the bride boat coming
dave in the water
old man einstein on top of his house
white deep blue
andalusia red yellow red yellow black car
red
soul didn't have much luck
He came to town grinnin' on a flat bed truck
The rock of my soul didn't have much charm
With the lack of education on a red
breezin' through town.
Bet his woman's off in bed with ol' Panama Red.
You just don't know when Red's in town,
he keeps well hidden underground.
slipping by, no peace in sight
But the teeth of time still hold their bite
My hands are painted red
My future's painted black
I can't recognize myself
I've
lovin'
By a stream in the country
Running barefoot and feeling free
While the love in our hearts blend
Into sweet summer lovin'
Sweet summer lovin'
Buried in Louis, I'm talking all brown linen, huh
Talk stupid, get your head popped
I got that Esther, bitch, I'm Red Fox
Big B's, Red Sox
I get
As I stand by your flame
I get burned once again
Feelin' low down, I'm blue
As I sit by the fire
Of your warm desire
I've got the blues for
asleep counting your blessings
I think about a nursery and I picture curly heads
And one by one I count them as they slumber in their beds
If
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