Janove Ottesen lyrics
Janove Ottesen lyrics
"Francis' Lonely Nights Lyrics"
American Girls Lyrics
She comes out on Fridays every time Stands out in a line I could have been any
She comes out on Fridays every time Stands out in a line I could have been any
Francis left for the countryside
He'd been living in the city for years
And to him it didn't matter where
As long as there was no one there
And the woman that he left i
Fame Lyrics
Fame, like to make me a name, nothing less than the best for me, Fame, trading love for
n tearsFame, like to make me a name, nothing less than the best for me, Fame, trading love for
is no longer his
Then, he got himself a brand new life
Got all he needed from the grocery store
Knew all the names of the newspaper boys
Thought he would nver be needing more
And there was no one,
who could bring him home
He was forever gone
He had lonely days, he had lonely nights
All he wanted was to put out his lights
Low Rider Lyrics
All my friends know the Low Rider The Low Ri-der is a little higher Low
And I know he knew, it wasn't right
But he remembered to pack his gun
Now the job is done
And I am Francis' son
his only one