Your childish game is over now Lost your power over night some how Better see it ain't gonna be like it used to be No more love at your convenience No
If I should find myself in blackest night And fear is stabbin' me all over A tiny prayer cracks the dark with light And I here sounds behind my wall Inside
Well, I rocked over Italy and I rocked over Spain. I rocked in Memphis; it was all the same Til I rocked to Africa. I rolled off the ship. I seem
We work this band 'cause we make it rock But we're the guys who make it roll We move the amps, the drums and junk Road rats We're a pack and the road
Hello, baby Yeah, this is the Big Bopper speakin' Oh, you sweet thing Do I what? Will I what? Oh baby, you know what I like Chantilly Lace had a pretty
With loving passion, oh your radiance A serenade I cry Your silk lined coffin the lachrymatory To hold a mourner's tears Ethereal splendour Pale skin
Face to face My city or mountains Stay with me, stay I need you to love me I need you today Give me your leather Take from me my lace You weeped in
[Jeff Jockwell] Jeff Jockwell and you're tuning into WBRK Brick 169 We're about to get into the newest release from The Arsonists For your listening
The marchin' band came down along Maine Street The soldier blues fell in behind I looked across and there I saw Billy Waiting to go and join the line
Daddy was a cop On the east side of Chicago Back in the U S A Back in the bad old days In the heat of a summer night In the land of the dollar bill When
Sunrise, this is the last thing that I'll ever see Out in the courtyard they're ready for me But I go to the Lord with no fear 'Cos I did what I did for
I need you to love me I need you today Give to me your leather Take from me my lace Take from me my lace Take from me my lace
is my show Your one and only pleasure, all decked in lace and leather Fantasy, courtesy of me, baby, let's go Watch me apply the pressure, all decked in lace
pleading cries Don't be blinded by her Don't be blinded; its disguise Don't be blinded by her eyes Skin so soft and pure white lace Beauty takes control
the flattest field But you know there are bones buried deep down below Tatted lace frail figure graced That has since been torn and stained Tatted lace
Hello baby, yeah, this is the Big Bopper speaking Oh you sweet thing Do I what Will I what Oh baby you know what I like Chantilly lace and a pretty
I'ev been if they ask. I won't give any information I'm sentenced for life and I'm trippin' on my laces again.