business Down by the multifunctional Dr. Sun yat-sen memorial rollerblade rink Down by the home of bitter tea Bitter, bitter, bitter tea Bitter, bitter, bitter tea
As I try to fill all of my empty days, I stumble round on through my memory's maze; of all my past, only the sadness stays. I went moping down by the
As I try to fill All of my empty days I stumble round On through my memory's maze Over my past Only the sadness stays I went moping down by the bridge
Darling black-hearted boy, all the color's gone out of my ribbon loom as I've only got the worst to assume. Take your sheet metal sheers; cut a slit
I was so bored with my old life; I was so bored with decent odds. My new roommate left her debit card: some sort of test for me. It's too hard. Try
business down by the Multifunctional Dr. Sun Yat-Sen Memorial Rollerblade Rink-- down by the Home of Bitter Tea. Bitter, bitter, bitter tea; bitter bitter, bitter tea
I'm in no mood to comb my hair: there's a chill in the air. And it's catching. Catching. I was so drunk last night, I didn't even undress for bed and
In my little thatched hut where blue-green grass grows by the brook I lounge and I look (I lounge and I look. I lounge and I look) for my own true love
There's a town I know called Nevers, no Nevers never wasn't was what it weren't when it wasn't once. Knew Nevers? Knew Nevers? Nothing never I'
There's a town I know called Nevers, no Nevers never wasn't was what it weren't when it wasn't once. Knew Nevers? Knew Nevers? Nothing never I'll ever
I was in Tahoe, on the California side, waiting in the lobby at 665 1/2 Frontage Road when two extra-blond short sleeve button-down white-shirt blue-
Forget the dogs and forget the sheep- it's only you who affects me. On the fun fair track road, a helter skelter fall, on my ice skater's bruised knees
I thought myself an unworthy thing, despairing of my case all the time boys. I thought myself an unworthy thing, despairing of my case all the time boys
Come away; teach me, sweetheart. Come on past, brave young bachelors. I'm alone; teach me, sweetheart. My mother in law was standing by the stove hissing
I'm waiting to know you, far away; send up a balloon says write to me soon. I'm waiting to know you, far away; Set up at the pier, wait 'til you get
The isolated lady, an isolated older lady; a dignified dame who keeps her own counsel, in love with the out-of-the-way; identifying with the unfamiliar
others are adorned And he grew into a man Not like any other Just like any other One small man A beard the color of rice A face the color of tea Who
a gram or give 'em slabs, trips wit tan in gypsy cabs (outta town) I be badder than Krueger, speed rapid confuse ya Keys back in from Cuba, Tea bags for
