Comfort Eagle
Cake lyrics
Cake lyrics
"Short Skirt / Long Jacket Lyrics"
Tragedies Lyrics
I have seen, such angst, and pain ever so deep I have heard, such cries, that linger on and on I have had, to witness, fear froma travesty I need, to express, this unbear
I have seen, such angst, and pain ever so deep I have heard, such cries, that linger on and on I have had, to witness, fear froma travesty I need, to express, this unbear
I want a girl with
A mind like a diamond
I want a girl who
Knows what's best
I want a girl with
Shoes that cut
And eyes that burn
Like cigarettes
I want a girl with
The right allocations
Who's fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's playing
With her jewellery
She's putting up her hair
The Day Of The Humans Is Gone Lyrics
You're goin' down fast, you're way outta time And for you the sun won't shine You missed the boat while you beat your meat I'm going to break your
And picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt
And a long jacket
I want a girl who
Gets up early
I want a girl who
Stays up late
I want a girl with
Uninterupted prosperity
Who used a machete
To cut through red tape
With fingernails that
Shine like justi
Twenty Four Hours Lyrics
So this is permanent Love's shackled cry What once was innocent Turned on its side A cloud hangs over me Marks every move Deep in the memory <
ce So this is permanent Love's shackled cry What once was innocent Turned on its side A cloud hangs over me Marks every move Deep in the memory <
And a voice that is dark
Like tinted glass
She is fast and thorough
And sharp as a tack
She's touring the facilities
And picking up slack
I want a girl with a short skirt
And a long, long jacket
I want a girl with
A smooth liquidation
I want a girl with
The right dividends
And at the city bank
Baby, Stop Crying Lyrics
by Bob Dylan You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, But you're back where you belong. Go get me my pistol, babe, Honey, I can't tell right from
We will meet accidentally by Bob Dylan You been down to the bottom with a bad man, babe, But you're back where you belong. Go get me my pistol, babe, Honey, I can't tell right from
We'll start to talk when
She borrows my pen
She wants a car with
A cupholder arm rest
She wants a car
That will get her there
She's changing her name
>From Kitty to Karen
She's trading her MG for
A white Chrystler Laberan
I want a girl with a short skirt
And a long jacket