Let me start again / Before I had a friend
I start to think I know / Then I grow
Then a surprise / Brings tears to my eyes / The hospital where I was born
No matter if it’s early or late / Things come to those who wait
Zip guns and brass knuckles are your favorite toys / What you’re calling music is what I consider noise
But now when you leave me / I don’t know what to do / I think about you coming home / And wish it would come true
I remember the first time that I said it / We were in bed / And I want to feel that feeling again and again
In baby pink next to the tree are two shapes that are meant / To be flamingos with their long necks bent
Take my hand, kick off your shoes / We’ve got a lot of kissing to do
So if you like sad stories / And if you like to cry / Just look what’s happening beneath my eyes / And read between the lines
In vino veritas / So the Latins say
My salvation is lost. Hide it under a black cloth.
There’s never enough birds for me.
Some say God made it, so it must be good…
“The dogs in the back seat / Smelling up the car / But put it all together / And I love where we are”
“If I needed some help, then I didnt want to do it”
“Its hard to live / When all you have to give / Is used in just getting by”
I feel like a slave/And I forgot to shave
We serve the gays that the cat drags in / Even those horrible Log Cabins
How can fake Dolly change your life? Budweiser makes it all feel right!