Lyrics:
write a single goddamn verse
Without interruption by some fucking nurse
Asking why I want to write shitty songs about you
And not sit staring at a word
I'm built
I try to write you a love song but it comes out a lament
I guess that's just me, honey, I guess that's how I'm built
I try to tell you I
could hear her talkin' behind me
And as if by chance
She was tryin' to describe
A song I knew well the Leonard Cohen song
About the Chelsea Hotel
And I
gave you this bouquet too late
I'll fill an album up with words I couldn't say to your face
I could write a song for hours, never tell 'em
Some days I
Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
(Georgia)
Now
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
shops
Write a song and call me up
Climb until we reach the top
Watched a movie all night long
Firewood and windy hills
Couldn't place the feeling till
Like the Buddha we bomb
Like the bubba we kush
Like the feela this song
On you neara we would
Like the wizard so long
Like the magic in me
Like
and write a song and
Write and Write a song about that
Bitch
As the sun goes down
The moons comes up
As the stars shine bright telescope we looking up
I got
hits I'd remember every line
Like the first time we kissed or the first time I woke up by her side
The way she used to smile at me has me drinking
a song cause I need to get paid
We getting blasted, we up in the stars
She sings my car when she's up in the car
I'm with the guys, you know we going far
we changed
If only time could stand so still
I'd write you just the song you made
Joyride in the car well we can bring the dancing back I hope
Thrown
to write this song
Sixty one, a year goes by
And till this this day we fuss and fight, it's true
But I know I'll be home to see you soon
Cos meals don't
him write his songs
And saw the things we had to do
And the things that could go wrong
And if we had to start again
We'd do it in a flash
'Cause
him write his songs
And saw the things we had to do
And the things that could go wrong
And if we had to start again
We'd do it in a flash
'Cause
in songs about this
Actually no, I'll write some other shit
Inside Routine Boutique is where you come to stay
You may feel a certain way
So please
Tha Liks get, down
Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks
We're back, buk, buk, by popular demand
Guess who's back? It's Tha Alkaholiks
We're back, buk,
Here's to Nowhere, Arizona, you don't know how bad I owe ya
Didn't know a soul all summer long
So my best friends became these songs I write
Pressed my lips on your sun-burnt skin
On a road by the river bend
Standing underneath the dead end sign
We swam around underneath the moon
VICTORIA:
In movies about women written by men
The secret to life is plastic
When the gossip stops, we shop til we drop
Order Thai, and look
"We'd like to sing a children's song for you now, that's unique.
It's the only children's song that we've ever encountered
That contains all
I'll tell you why I write
I write to right wrongs
I write whenever I don't like what's going on
I write to compete when I like a song
Inspired by
your side
By your side
By your side
If only I could write a song
To make you fall in love
To make you feel like I belong
By your side
Then you'd never
yourself
And you're bashful
You don't like this song?
No, I don't like this song
I'll try to write you a new one
I like it, I think
Well Cher you
of Texas Pride beer.
Charge it on my dad's credit card and get 'em to write it up as oil so dad never knew the difference.
Then we'd ride around
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