I wanna ask you do you ever sit and wonder? It's so strange we could be together for So long and never know never care What goes on in the other one'
my date Oh no, oh no, no, oh It took me and a couple of men to restrain her You should've seen her When she freaked out and keyed John Franklin Jr's
with pop songs So maybe next time we should just have a dance off A dance off Isn't there something in the bible about forgiveness and love? And more importantly about throwing stones And
Have you seen that dog? I've got to get him back I had him tied to a tree but he keeps getting out He's probably running loose with the bitches And when
song So maybe next time, you should just have a dance off A dance off I think there's something in the Bible About forgiveness and love And more importantly about those stones And
nuts She stabbed my basketball and the speakers to my stereo She called me cunt But nothing prepared me for what I found when I came home Oh and I make
yearn for the past But it's not there And it makes me frown Yeah, it makes me frown You look at the news Always giving me the blues War, death and
Here in Cologne I know I said it wrong I walked you to the train and back across alone To my hotel room and ordered me some food And now I'm wondering
street Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey, hey Hey Dr. Jack Bend me like a pretzel till I crack All my joints and bones Beat me up and send me home
CD And throw you in the garbage Or hail your masterpiece So show me the way Show me the way to normal This is the way This is the way to normal Alright And
knows this Dr.Yang All the kings horses and all the kings men Couldn't get back my girlfriend Dr. Yang, if you can't fix my heart and head (heart and
from Connecticut It's there on her mind as she closes her eyes She believes there are things you shouldn't know about When you've been married for thirty five years And
Like a weary war-torn refugee Crossing the border with her starving child It's a struggle just to get to shiatsu Present the waitress with your allergy card And
I can see it from the highway and I'm wondering Are they f'ing in their yards, f'ing in their cars F'ing in the trailers and the back roads and the parking
oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Start of the show Hiroshima And the people were shouting my name As the house lights came down and
And when I returned I had Ex-wives and children Boxes of photographs And they gave me some food And they didn't charge me And they gave me some coffee And
and fooling around I wanna live in a place where there's lots of diamonds And the parties last till dawn The fights don't hurt and there's chocolate dirt And
