's showin' me his knife You swore that you'd love her for the rest of your life Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads Honeymoon night we figured
Translation: City. Honeymooners.
Translation: Lucky Jim. Honeymooners.
Translation: Springsteen, Bruce. The Honeymooners.
nephew's showin' me his knife You swore that you'd love her for the rest of your life Went to kiss you at the altar we bumped heads Honeymoon night we
Honeymoon in San Francisco, what a grand idea. We'll rent a room in a four-star hotel We'll spend the whole time drunk on champagne and lime We'll never
tennis on the sun Like athletes of the afternoon The solar flares burned my arms And made her makeup run On our super lunar honeymoon I was the youngest
If you would just be sensible You?d find me indispensable I pray determined destiny That places you with me, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa Wanting you here
me as you offered a wedding-blitz We'd said that we'd return to live it over in this room But I'm alone on our second honeymoon Alone on our second honeymoon
All police leave has been cancelled We always imagine we're being followed I saw an advert for ice cream Seems it was eaten in the garden of eden I bought
Every Sunday, I go to Hollywood I buy my ticket to see the midnight show And every Sunday I live my honeymoon You rule my body, I just feel that it's
My baby, she's crazy, she's lazy So she's always bummin' around Girls in France don't stand a chance `Cos I've always got my baby around So, don't
ride On the Honeymoon Express Take a ride On the Honeymoon Express Take a ride On the Honeymoon Express Take a ride On the Honeymoon Express Take a ride On the Honeymoon
?ll rub yo body and watch you roll yo eyes to the ceiling Won?t you lay on down? Let my face be yo linen C?mon and sho me yo ways, this is our honeymoon