The wind chills you down to the bone, The clouds say that snow's on the way, The bar's doors are shut, windows locked-tight, In the station a lifetime
Sometimes, My girl?s got green eyes, And sometimes, Her eyes are blue, And sometimes, In her in-between eyes, There?s a tiny teardrop makin? them
Stick my head out from underneath, That gear-box is losin? juice, Only thing that?s white?s my two front teeth, What the hell, it ain?t no use, This
1. Whenever l' m up against the ropes Whenever a cloud hides all my hopes Whenever my adversary Seems so awfully big and scary A smile is a frown upside
I chopped the chillis nice and fine, Laid a candle on the table, I pour myself a glass of wine, Set the music sweet and low, You should have been
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Since you walked out on me I get calls from pretty women every day, Since you walked out on me I get calls from pretty women every day, But this ring
Some salt, And a lime, It wotks every time, Guess what! I?ll drink another shot! Guess what! Just one more little shot. Pass one to me, One more
B-O-M-B ! Hormone bomb! There was nothin' like me at your high-school prom, Ain't no-one gonna tell ya 'bout where l'm from, not dear old aunt Mary
Now I know that it?s late and it?s gettin ?twards the end of the night, And we?re stuck in the corner and we?re gettin? ever so tight, And you know
to, No telling what you'll do, You're one bedroom barnstormer, With a bad case of the hots, So come on and sign the papers, And join the Hormonauts
Well Im standin? here singin? and a little lady?s caught my eye, Got me actin? all nervous and I can?t work out why, ?Cause she?s got the kinda looks
Well I been floatin' around in the Hormonosphere, I been feelin'mighty jumpy, must've been all the beer, And I seem to fall in love with every pretty
Some years ago I was drinkin' pretty heavy, I went and fell and broke my skull in two, And now,babe, I see things kinda different, And this is is what
There?s a girl you oughta know, Comes to every show, Down the very front row, Y?oughta see her go. A pair of ice-blue eyes, A pair of boppin? thighs
Drove on to the motorway, Think I turned the wrong way, Headin? down south, Cheesy grin on my mouth, I don?t really give a damn, If I don?t know
When I go places I just don't care You'd know why if you'd see what I wear Black slacks pegged fourteen Black slacks, really are keen Black slacks make
Lonesome train on a lonesome track I'm going away, ain't coming back I'm going somewhere far from my baby On a lonesome train, on a lonesome track Lonesome
