feel this way again Tell me Tell me - would you rather hear me scream Tell me - or preach the word to you Tell me - spoon fed choke it down Tell me
don't ever I don't ever Want to feel this way again This way again Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me Tell me
this way again Tell me Tell me - would you rather hear me scream Tell me - or preach the word to you Tell me - spoon fed choke it down Tell me -
block with the word See ya playing in the dirt, hoping you can get the bird Steady sippin on your syrup, wit a dutch full of burb Let me tell ya what'
she gave me a look Batted her, eyelashes that was all that it took Now she owes me, cause it's obvious she wants me I'm looking at you, girl I must have
bride Goodbye... Do you remember me and our beautiful affair? Look in my eyes and honestly tell me our love is gone! Why have you turned your back on me
pistol from my Wonderbra I killed him dead. I killed 'em all And they finally caugh me in the bathroom stall And now I'm doing ten to life But I'll tell
'm leaving I felt in my heart I was wrong But I told myself I might as well Since I already spent nights alone I thought I had put it behind me Guess
[My Dying Bride] Some velvet morning when I'm straight. I'm gonna open up your gate. And maybe tell you 'bout Phaedra and how she gave me life and how
cut 'em with a spork or a bride's knife and the wine made our mouths too loose such a reckless choice of words when you tell me that I'm too obstruce
attitude. to be lude to stop and stare You got me crawling through hoops on your roof to a death song and darling you forgot to tell me i was gonna grow
you (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear, you know (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want to hear you (Kick me out, kick me out) I don't want
a pool hall Where's my other shoe And I'm sick and tired of pickin' up after you Looks like you spent the night in a trench And tell me How long have
she did tell I'm going to ask of you, to ask of you a favour This being the first one you've granted to me You'll grant me the sign if you'll lie with
me in the softest seat, Quick, a cushion for my feet. Do for me, buy for me, lift me, carry me, Finally got a guy to marry me! I do my nails, Read up
you tell me that you probably got a kind of crush on me, That moves me, grooves me. How divine can one woman be? Well little darlin', you got me fallin'. You got me
certainly do. 'Cause you're thrillin' me, you're really, really thrilling when you tell me that you probably got a kind of crush on me, That moves me, grooves me
want to be your lover man Run and tell your mama I want you to be my bride Run and tell your brother Baby, don't run and hide You make me dizzy, Miss
