Sleep little flea little boy me a freak Am I clean I feel like men I feel like boys I think I'm peeling The ringing in my ears from playing too loud
Twice bitten, twice baked. Twice led down the same mistake. Try me on a saturday, try me, try me. Fine fool for a holiday. Slow sun in a spanish
Take me away I know I could use the rest I want to clear up this mess I need a few days with my good sense I need a few good days Benjamin no, Benjamin
Four o'clock in the morning I close my eyes and consider you Is this some kind of warning To let me know you're just passing through my life? It'
Cut the back, pull the stuffing. Cut the girl down to nothing. Feed the boy. ... Disinfect the house. Disinherit. X3 And it's creeping up, I spy it.
I can't do this any better I don't have the right to try I can't get there any faster Watch the hours go by Weren't you in Mississippi Weren't you rude
Yellow baby, A yellow baby is a bad sign. But I don't mind, I don't mind, Ohhh, Forsythia. Spider monkey, A spider monkey is a good lie. But I
Weren't you the pilot who fell from the skies Was it a big mistake or just plain homicide How does it feel on the other side Do you hang out with the
My life, just got grim My life, on account of him You had a chance You could have made it again Are you really gonna marry her on Halloween Day Halloween
Can I help it if I'm not neat If there were creeps before you How can I help you if I am weak? If I don't know how to help me But I love you, I love
-- PREFER THAT I think I just might -- REPEAT THAT I think I just might -- REPRESS THAT I think I just might I think I just might -- VERUCA I think I just might -- SALT
When you've had enough When you've got it bad enough And you can't let go When it comes to blows And you start to overflow And you can't get home
Ooo my little pretty one, my pretty one When you gonna give me some time sharona? Ooo you make my motor run, my motor run Gun it comin' off of the line
I've never met her, and I don't mind I've seen her face a thousand times She hides behind her hair And I wonder if her love is like mine Face up, I'
We got a cutter in the bathroom She kinda busted out of high school She's seventeen and she likes the taste It's too late It's too late For such
I'm going down and I don't when I'm coming up again. Oh, I'm going down, I said I don't know when I'm coming up again. When did I slip? Where did I
I'm spinning out, I can't control my car. It doesn't matter who you think you might be you are. I misplace it and I don't know where it's at, And
I wind you up then I wait here for the melancholy I give you up while you sit here in all your glory I never thought you would I never knew you could