I sit alone in my bedroom Staring at the walls I've been up all darn night long My pulse is speeding, my love is yearning I hold my breath and close
name again? You should be ashamed How could you treat her so unspeakably? Or did you think she was a different girl? For as the radio played in the bedroom wall
bedroom wall Call me king of the mountain Well, you could say you're Peter Say you're Paul Don't put me up on your bedroom wall Call me the king of
{Forgive her Pushing down is not what she does} A cross upon her bedroom wall From grace she will fall An image burning in her mind And between her thighs
Get away, hurry up, come on Get away How long have you been in your bedroom? It's been three days straight with your sheets and your pillows The clock on the wall
, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la Yeah, it's been a long trip, it made me flip Now I'm crawling on your bedroom floor And now I'm climbing up your bathroom wall
is open wide pages bound to the roadside breaking backbones as i drive blue like nevermind blue is fire and blood and balls paint peeling on the bedroom walls
free souls, you firefly chasers Street climbers, porch swingers, air guitar players Here's to you fearless dancers, shakin? walls in your bedrooms There
When I was young They took me to the dentist I had a toothache But that's okay They gave me some time And that night in my bedroom I worked it loose
It's fine when it's all mine It's on my wall, it's in my head Memorize it till I'm dead It's yours now I'm so bored Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna be
It's fine When it's all mine It's on my wall It's in my head Memorize it till I'm dead It's yours Now I'm so bored Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I wanna be
a happy home Please give us a happy home" At night he could hear them in their room down the hall The anger rang clearly through his bedroom wall He
polluted air I'm walking on a wire Running out of time There's no room in this ol' heart of mine Bill collectors waiting down the hall Neighbors screaming cracked the bedroom wall
On a lone and windy hilltop beneath a roof of tin In a little wallpapered bedroom I done my growin' 'Twas there I dreamt my dreams, I hung my jeans And
can feel your imagination Running wild deep inside, you know, it's true This won't be a test of your religion You won't have to bang the bedroom walls
She's an overnight sensation In the mirror on her wall She gets a standing ovation At every shower curtain call And she becomes a pop star In the safety
it's time To tell the truth, baby Time to tell the truth Yeah, you got to try Stop lying, baby Time to tell the truth Doin' time behind these bedroom walls
(myles goodwyn) Published by mfg sing sing music/socan - ascap Left me a number on the bedroom wall I like you baby, but I'd never call You told me last