Jason E strutting on by the presby. The way you walk, you slur your talk, can you tell me. How could you choose the road you did, the walls behind which
Traduzione: Il W. Jason E.
: Jason E strutting on by the presby. The way you walk, you slur your talk, can you tell me. How could you choose the road you did, the walls behind
[Lyrics-Gene Adam] [Music-Jon Schaffer/Bill Owen] He's the creeper in the night He's the reaper with a knife He wears a mask to hide his face He'
I know you love me But I figure you can't When the gates close final And your dresses are touching new men You say you're sorry But honey I really am
I've never been superstitious I've never feared the unknown But ever since you left me I've believed in ghosts Girl, I believe in ghosts CHORUS Well
Looking back At the dead ends and the detours All I could do is long for a straighter line Yeah, I was lost I had no way of knowin Where the twists and
It's 2 AM in my new home, this motel room. An ashtray full of lucky strikes, a half spent case of warm bud light. Countin' regrets, fightin' back tears
When I look south I see the storm clouds roll On their way to Old Mexico I don?t wanna be alone And the rays of light through my Shiner Boch bottle Make
Gus checked his pocket-watch it was a quarter past nine He caught a train to Baton Rouge and bought a copy of the times. Pulled out a faded picture of
I was dyin in that small town, dreamed of headin southbound So I hitched down I-65 I climbed into her trans am, an hour below of Burmingham She was headin
(feat. James Morrison) Calm down Deep breaths And get yourself dressed instead Of running around And pulling all your threads saying Breaking yourself
Well Bobby's out with Susie Q And Larry's here trying to down a few cold ones Just to get her off his mind He's drinking turkey like it's water If the
Oh love it's a brittle madness, I sing about it in all my sadness It's not falsified to say that I found god so inevitably well, It still exists pale
A little like Gene Wilder now Coming out of the tower now In a glass elevator that could take you all the way to the sky Ain't trying to fool ya now
With all that I've been through And all that I have seen and heard I know this to be true That You will not hold back Your love I know that I can't
Tryin to figure out which way i want this to go.. do i want it to be happy or sad or fast or slow? tryin to work it out what it is i feel do i wanna
to me And then you get jealous, start thinkin you can do me Believe that, punk fool, you must be basin I make more sequels than my man Jason And when
