I'm in a skip divided malfunction I flap around and dive bomb Frantically around your light Enveloped in a sad distraction I got your voice repeating
And my heart skips a beat when we walk down the street I feel a trembling in my knees And just to know you're mine until the end of time Makes my heart skip
pregnant with the keys to your stick shift mood can't get yourself ignition can't get yourself ignition grease-stained parking lot embed and loiter bottle
heart skips a beat when we walk down the street I feel a trembling in my knees And just to know you're mine until the end of time Makes my heart skip
we harmonize We hand on to each blade Forget the things I say to you When I`m in a rage Don`t listen to the row I make You`d better skip this page I
I feel my heart doesn't fit 'Cause it beats too many times And it skips Running races in my head and then I feel my hands don't work Touching your
If I could cheat, I would skip to the end And decide if it's worth going through with Skip to the last paragraph, just before we start To see the happy
the children While they play It's really not funny What the children say Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope
, no, you can't steal the Orange Bowl Queen Well, Skip's caper it kinda backfired Got the orange juice barons rather upset In the light of bad moves these manhunts ensued Skip
say Skip a rope Stab 'em in the back, that's the name of the game Momma and daddy are who's to blame Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope Skip a rope
You know, I'd rather be the ol' devil Well, I'd rather be the devil Then to be that woman' man You know, rather be the devil Than to be that woman' man
Hard times here an' everywhere I go Time is harder than ever been before People are driftin' from door to door Can't find no heaven, I don't care where
Oh love, ooh love Oh, careless love Yes, oh love, oh love Oh, careless love Oh love oh, oh love Oh love, oh, careless How can't you see What careless
I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove I would rather to be buried In some cypress grove Than to have a contrary woman Lord, I never can control
Note: hyphen=word unsung Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for me to rest? Oh, Mr. Crest, Mr. Crest How in the world you Expect for
Crow Janie, Crow Janie, Crow Jane Don't you hold your head high Someday, baby, you know you got to die You got to lay down and you got to die, you got
her no mo' She found out I was a good man She knew I was a po' man She couldn't understand The doctors and nurses They shakin' my hand Say, 'You can go home now, Skip