Poor thing, Poor thing. Do you have a sister? Would your lay your body Down on the tracks for her? Stand on one tiptoe In hell for her? Don't you have
Sour Me. Ouch! I was friendly with this girl, Who insisted on touching my face. She told outrageous stories. I believed them 'til the endings Were changing
You're not safe In this house. You're not safe. Here, here, In some witch's bed, In some witch's bed. You know the one. She lies all lit up. She lies
to scrape your body off my feet. Put on your black dress. Float on your back. Too long ,too lame, Now I'm gone White belly up in the sun, White belly
Baby's playing dead in cellar. Gave her water just got paler. Grass stains, backburns, she's a screamer. She's just dusted, leave her. If you see her
Meet him by the road. There's a dog went running, Picking through spit out leaves A dog won't even touch. Meant to shoot that dog long ago, Just can'
This old man I've talked about Broke his own heart, Poured it in the ground. Big red tree grew up and out, Throw up its leaves, Spins round and round
Sleep in now, now. Sleep in now, now, now. It's still night out. Sleep in. Don't look at me Looking back at you, Out the window backwards, Out the window
So he's lying on top again Just like Gepetto and his doll. And he's running around again, And I can't get him out of this house. And if you bore him,
You know what it is? Is that you're a masochist It's what I'm thinking right now I've never Rhiannon rings like a bell through the night And wouldn
it crept to me like a cancer in my sleep it gnawed the meat right from these bones and so it seems somewhere, somehow, the wonder was stole and the truths
He said he wanted to Just touch you He said he wanted to JUST touch YOU Star Bellied Boy Different from the rest Yr soooo different from the rest Prove
Got a pot belly It's not too big Gets in my way When I'm driving my rig Driving this country In a big old rig Things I've seen Mean a lot Friend has
's sweet songs Down where the water flows Way down, down along lazy river road Moonlight wanes as hound dogs bay Never quite catch the tune Stars fall
it was aight, shorty was a thoroughbred Like Belly, we ain't f***, she just gave me ***, for real From the time that the sun is up 'Til the stars show
get is respect, as soon as I eject the vehicle I bet you cannot detect, the scratch of a defect From where the streets feast at, but made it out the belly
I can sing, oh yeah I'm drivin' in the back seat of your love Shooting stars don't make you see You're living on love I can feel its real Lick your belly
Lately I've been seeing things Belly button piercings In the sky at night When we're side by side And I don't mean to rain On anybody's cavalcade One