Testi:
Amos Tori From The Choirgirl Hotel

She was a January girl, she never let on how insane it was, In that tiny kind of scary house, By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods...

(I? he i? he i? he i? I? he i? he i? ye i?) Ya lie die... ya da da da die... ya da... da da die... With your E's and your ease and I do one more. (I?

And Jackie-a and Jackie-a and Jackie-a and, And Jackie-a and Jackie-a, hiy. A Bouvier 'till her wedding day. Shots rang out, the police came. Momma laid

Had a northern lad, well not exactly had, but, He moved like the sunset, God who painted that. First he loved my accent. How his knees could bend. I

name and, You wanna cross that bridge all on your own. Little girl they'll do you no harm, 'cause they know your playboy mommy. But when you tell 'em my name from

Uh. She's your cocaine. She's got you shaving your legs. You can suck anything but you know you wanna be me. Said put on your makeup. Boy you're your

Let's go I am not your Senorita I am not from your tribe In the garden, in the garden I did no crime I am not your Senorita I am not from your tribe

you want to cross that bridge all on your own Little girl, they'll do you no harm 'Cause they know your playboy mommy But when you tell 'em my name From

She was a January girl She never let on how insane it was In that tiny kinda scary house By the woods, by the woods, by the woods, by the woods By the