I'm sitting in the concrete, I'm listening for a heartbeat I'm sitting in the painting, I promised I'd be waiting I'm sitting in the window, I'm listening
Aloha hoes its big joe on the intro My dick in your mouth its that simple Im violent j with a gang of dick For you and them rabbits you hangin with My
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Rikki rockett solo; no lyrics
Southern California, are you ready? From the gutters of Hollywood, California Will you welcome, the glam, slam, Kings of noise? Poison!
She's like the swallow that flies so high She's like the river that never runs dry She's like the sunshine on the lee shore I love my love and love is
Come wander quietly and listen to the wind Come here and listen to the sky Come walking high above the rolling of the sea And watch the swallows as they
You say you think you can help me Think of me as someone who bleeds Well, I never told you to love me That's your sort of greed I can make my own decisions
He's like the swallow that flies so high, He's like the river that never runs dry. He's like the sunshine on the lee shore, He was my love, my love is
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I stood and watched the ocean breathe For the millionth time it swallowed me I care not to feel I'm dying Flash back to what you did to me! Flash back
Swallows of San Juan Alejandro Escovedo - Real Animal Album 2008 Gonna crawl upon the shore Roll in the mud and the clay Like the swallows of San Juan
The night doesn't like it Looks just like your face on the moon to me And I won't let you do what you want to do It's funny how even now you're laughing
Start with straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood rats then pop models Start with straight shots and then pop bottles Flirt wit the hood
Johnny Swallo Stop watching I take you by the hand Stop inside Paul and me We walk by Walking silent I saw It was burning Village On fire Was a village
Ich denk an die Zeit als ich siebzehn - mein Zuhause das war mir so lieb. Und doch kannte keiner die Träume die ich heimlich ins Tagebuch schrieb
Do you pay for your crimes? Does the punishment fit or drag your style to zero Nothing till the weekend If you think that you're the thrill Take a look
More all the stars that ever shone for me Come with the fingers of the destiny Can you hear songs of a tiny swallow I hear them too and there is no need