I used to think that I would never settle down. Now it's all I wanna do. Used to think a ball and chain would hold me bound That was befor I met
Sit and wait for things to change but it seems like They never will I wish for better days to come. Maybe one day you'll wake up and see, the only
Piercing the skin Blood running thin The water rapidly Flows from tenacity Just look at, look at you You are a wreck You broke the contract due
Dearest Mr. Thompson won't you sign us to your label We've got some poppy songs we think you ought to hear I think we'd work good together making records
Season is a girl I met, but just the other day When I talked to her she didn't have too much to say Season is a girl I met, but just the other night
Today I had the feeling that nothing could go right It started out this morning with a never ending fight To reach down deep inside myself And say Ok
Ain't it like a woman to always try to take control It's been going on forever, even in the Rock and Roll Yoko was the raddest chick that Johnny had
If I said I loved you would you still be here Or would you still be crying for the yesteryear Caught upon the melody of good old Johny Cash You got
She's still got the knife in her hand Stabbed me in the back goddamn it all She's not playing fair Prejudice hold it against Possibly could be premenstral
When you're with me it ain't hard to see Take a good look and you will find My directions and my intentions Way down south is where I will dine We
How can I pass the time Look at you and make a rhyme Tell me what else could I say All I care's about today All I care's about today Ask me how
Waitin for the sun to shine Tryin to get you outta my head Times may get tough, but don't you worry Guess I'd kinda like to start And try my best
I'm looking forward to something that's already happened I'm sitting with anticipation feet are tapping Nothing's more, but nothing's less Nothing
Susan is crusin, she's losin no time Seeing, believing, she's no longer mine Hoping and groping for something out in space Molding, controlling,
She wears her pink and purple slippers She watches Brady Bunch and Flipper Love to watch her brush her hair And to know she really cares I can say
Don't turn the radio off, don't turn the radio down Just lean back and groove to that sweet sweet sound Seems like we gotta work hard, to remain on
She's so sweet yea she's still laughin' Even after you've told her off You can't resist so just admit it I know what you're thinking You can do it,
I wanted to make things easier but instead I complicated them I wish I'd learn to keep my big mouth shut We were so happy as one, I made a call now