Please take me out of here So we can have a ball I've been tied up My face against the wall Who's got trouble, we've got trouble Go ahead make mine a
in a dream I'm looking for a rainbow to fly over To a place where angels draw their bows It's danger heaven knows To wager my X's and O's That we could
day after day I've lost my appetite so none the less It fits like a glove now my little black mess Who's to say if we'll know When it's time for this
It got all black in the bottom of my glass I looked up and there was Bridgette Fontaine I've got poison in my head, I've got chocolate and bread And I
Please take me out of here So we can have a ball I've been tied up My face against the wall Who's got trouble We've got trouble Go ahead make mine a