Well she drug me down Tossed me round Slammed my name all over town My good gal ain't no good to me She makes true love more like misery Now I'm walkin
of this hate in me (Love, love) I've got so much love to give Leave me alone, live and let live Let love grow, let it flow It's good for the heart and
a thousand times But the rooster crows and my tears roll down again You remind me You made me from the dust And I can never, no never, be good enough
tired. How you showed me the lessons of simple things. How love made this cold boy sing. Some say that love is the poem of life. Some say that love is
Ey, ey ey ey ohhhhhh yea yeah yea yea watching the clock counting down the hours, waiting not even 24 has past but i cant take it for your love i'm a
Im stunting but no Im just surviving, and Ii??ve been here but my soul is just arriving, look up in the air, its a crow its a robin, no ceilings full
Siren is bending, the radio humming Sun is breaking through and the storm is coming The score is obscure, the melody fractured It went by my window, refused
flames Stay to myself and let nerves mix with lames Connoisseur of Kama Sutra, do somethin' absurd with your dame I used to love this girl who loved
never did too much talking anyway So don't think twice, it's all right I'm walking down that long lonesome road babe Where I'm bound, I can't tell But goodbye is too good
volume was blistering No one had taught him about the power of whispering He is dynamite Blows kisses Eats dirt His mouth of a volcano He is a t-shirt
stay Oh but we never did too much talkin' anyways Now don't think twice, it's alright So long, honey baby Where I'm bound, I can't tell Oh but goodbye is too good
cry baby, cry baby, cry baby, cry I can't help but love you till the day that I die But tell me, why baby, why baby, why baby, why Well, I got a crow
down today, and Sarah you'll have cellulite and crow's feet some day. Okay, hey I still love you, it's true, and I hope Whitman College is good to
it get it But you ain't pimpin' no bitches 'Cause you flaw, in, fallin' like leaves into driveways Isn't it lovely smokin' good and sloppy head on highways
I love her like Egyptian, want a description, my royal highness So many plusses when I bust that there can?t be no minus Went from yellin' crickets and crows
I got that better love that no one better love that hit it and gone tomorrow but this forever love lemme mine ya til ur vagina is wet enough and fill
letter 'A' Herman Melville: Ahoy there! Charles Dickens: London is so beautiful this time of year... Anthony Trollope: good-good-good-good evening! Fyodor
Which I just wanted to let you know that if you were pondering that (Where you at Rock, where you at) That it is not a good idea We have matchering in