bat's mouth He is singing in her bat's mouth He is shaking and dancing in her bat mouth Getting tired and sleepy in her bat mouth And she?s holding
I saw a light I saw a light Coming through the trees I saw a light Coming through the trees Freshly cut lawns And little children sleepwalking I saw
I said, the little leatherwing bat I?ll tell to you the reason that The reason that I fly by night Is because I?ve lost my heart?s delight Howdy dowdy
He who makes a beast out of himself Gets rid of the pain of being a man Caught here in a fiery blaze, won't lose my will to stay I tried to drive all
Wasted youth, wasted youth I know that I will never be politically correct And I don't give a damn about my lack of etiquette As far as I'm concerned
You can't run away forever But there's nothing wrong with getting a good head start You want to shut out the night, you want to shut down the sun You
I want my money back say it like you mean it I want my money back I'm gonna rock your world (chorus - hey - hu - hey) It's all or nothing And nothing
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jock's been chasing me round With a great big baseball bat. Don't kick my ass Don't kick my ass Don't kick my ass with a baseball bat, no. Well,
On a hot summer night Would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses? Will he offer me his mouth? Yes Will he offer me his teeth? Yes Will
I was nothing but a lonely boy looking for something new And you were nothing but a lonely girl But you were something Something like a dream come through
Heaven can wait And a band of Angels wrapped up in my heart Will take me through the lonely night Through the cold of the day And I know, I know Heaven
there's a bat crawling on my neck and it's a big one and it's got your number and it's got mine too and it'd be quite content to feast on you oh my
disappeared reappeared no more watching over my shoulder from here on out we're moving forward decisions were made and love was said
Back when the west was very young, There lived a man named Masterson. He wore a cane and derby hat, They called him Bat, Bat Masterson. The trail
We find just as long as I try I put my hands down and I've no place to hide Now honey don't look back Because it might just break our hearts We find '
four in the morning When the sun only shines as if been giving a warning I'm getting it back with the rest of the leap year I'm keeping the rabbit, the bat