Well I believe in love, but not the kinda screws you up, no! I believe in time and chance Cause I'm not one for making plans Well you'll go down in history
Let's don't say goodbye I hate the way it sounds So, if you don't mind Let's just say for now See you when I see you Another place, some other time If
Que Ganas de no verte nunca mas Aunque me muera Hacerme de corage y escapar Por esa puerta Que ganas de no verte nunca mas Y ser valiente Decirte que
I was looking lost, it was cold outside The whiskey rocks, how you caught my eye My red lips painted just up in black I needed something to bring me back
Girl I wanna be a freak tonight. Yeah i wanna be a freak cuz at night i tuck em in, tuck em in, tuck em in. Girl i'm feelin real horny tonight. Yeah i
Well, it rains, when it rains Oh, my heart don?t feel the same Nothing change, nothing change Comrade I don?t feel the same With my foot to the floor
Put whiskey in the gas tank Put blood on the wheels I gotta jar of tobacco And I'm down with the deal Well I know that I'm loaded And I'm outta my mind
Gonna take one chance on her One bullet in the cylinder And in a moment of passion Get the glory like Charles Manson Gonna smile, I'm gonna laugh You
I'm gonna get you, I'm gonna get you I'll make you love me wait and see Both day and night and night and day You're gonna see a lot of me I'm gonna haunt
Lately I've been seeing things Belly button piercings In the sky at night When we're side by side And I don't mean to rain On anybody's cavalcade One
Just when things are getting complicated In the eye of the storm She flicks a red hot revelation Off the tip of her tongue It does a dozen somersaults
Break a mirror, roll the dice Run with scissors through a chip pan fire fight Go into business with a grizzly bear But just don't sit down 'cause I've
Caricatures of your wrecking ball gown In my mind all the time I wanna be in that damsel patterned alley Where you go for a smoke And sorrow slow dances
She's thunderstorms Lying on her front Up against the wall She's thunderstorms I've been feeling foolish You should try it She came and substituted The
I etched a face of a stopwatch On the back of a raindrop And did a swap for the sand in an hourglass I heard an unhappy ending It sort of sounds like
Library pictures of the quickening canoe The first of it's kind to get to the moon Draw some ellipses to chase you round the room Through curly straws
A pussyfooting setting sun Make a wish that weighs a tonne There are no handles for you to hold And no understanding where it goes Jealously in technicolor
Do you still feel younger than you thought you would by now Or, darling, have you started feeling old yet? Don't worry, I'm sure that you're still breaking