Moi je suis après travailler bien dur,
Moi je suis après traviller par jour,
Et quand je collect ma semaine d'ouvrage,
C'est tout moi jongle mais c'est la depenser.
Je suis un vieux garçon,
Et je veux pas me marier.
C'est tout moi je veux
C'est m'amuser.
Moi je suis jus' comme un happy-go-lucky
Quand samedi-z-au soir arrive.
J'ai pas eu un tas d'école,
Moi je suis pas trop instruit,
Moi j'ai assez d'esprit pour connaître mieux
Quand tu te maries
Et t'arrives trop tard
La femme veut pas te quitter rentrer.
Moi je suis bien, je gêne pas personne,
Moi, une femme peut pas me quitter,
Copmme ça je suis jus' comme un happy-go-lucky
Quand samedi au soir arrive
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Late last night or the night before,
My boyfriend took me to the candy store.
He bought me ice cream,
He bought me cake,
He brought me home with a bellyache.
Mama, Mama, I feel sick!
Call the doctor, quick quick quick!
Doctor doctor, if I die,
Tell my boyfriend I had a good time!
Tällaisia laulajii ko pari kolme oisi
Saisiit myyä kylän pojat haitarisa poisi
Ja jos puolella tämän kylän tyttölöistä
Olis puolet minum lempijän taidoista
Niin voitais myyä pojatkin kokonaan poisi
...menisköhän kaupaks kalastaja veneille?
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Det ser ut som nån blev mördad i vår säng
Toutes les choses sont couvertes de sang
Blod över alt . . jouer tout la nuit
Som apor tummlade där i
Ruskea neitsyt
Valkea neitsyt
Sano sinä
Sano sinä
Pale Girl
Dark Girl
What I Told You
What I Told You
My mom says it's OK. As long as I'm the girl, then I'm not as gay. Bull dykes - now they're gay. At least that's what their moms say. Got that checkpoint manned. 24 hours a day. Check every though that comes this way. Draw that line and hold it.
I'm going to take 5 minutes, write up a list. I'll list 5 fingers that it takes to make a fist. I've got a special name for you when I'm up to my wrist. I'll call your name & you're going to come.
Little ghosts seeking moisture congregate at your crotch throat and eyes. Sniffing around your armpits... they've got a lot of nerve. They've got a lot of questions... they want to know where their next meal is coming from.
Seven little ghosts.
One None
Two You
Three Me
Four More
Five Survive
Six Pricks
Seven little ghosts.
Little Red Moon hanging in the sky. Like a squirrel's heart that beats - three times a second. Like mine when I see you. Like the kick drum in this song. Hanging there like it's nailed to a post. Hanging there like you should hang your head. The senses can't apprehend what the heart can't comprehend, what you can't say even to itself, when you're Staring at that moon. Little red moon. Like a squirrel's heart that beats - beats three times a second.
Walking down the street, the buildings wheel by, there's just a sliver of sky There's a girl on a bike and a girl right behind her, watching her hips, counting the hairs on her neck, breathing in deep.
Breathe in deep.
Looking for a sliver of sky.
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I've been given a great deal
I expect a lot of myself in return
Forget everything I've said
I'm a selfish little piglet, aren't I?
I love the ocean
Rather than pointing fingers at women involved in self-destructive relationships, recognize socially accepted patterns of behavior which put women's needs last.
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I'm going to my house & looking for a fat girl. Looking for a fat girl. I'm gonna go straight home and look for a fat girl, I think I saw one upstairs. I couldn't go to sleep, I thought I saw a fat girl, might have been a fat girl, looked just like a fat girl. I was lying there awake, I swear I saw a fat girl, walking by wearing no clothes.
When I woke up this morning, I looked around the house, I looked around the yard, I looked through all the closets, I was searching pretty hard, I had to go to school. but I'm going straight home now.
She was so fat & that's how I like it.
I'd like to see your big shelf butt up in the air
but I'd also like to see your knees by your ears
cause I like to stare into your grey blue green eyes
while we rub our stomachs together
I'm doing it again
expressing the tactile in terms of the visual
and I'll keep doing it as long as you
keep wearing that tight green skirt
around the house
that looks like it feels so nice
on your fine shelf butt
Walking from the living room to the kitchen... lost for two hours in the hall. Guess I learned a lot, though. But it's not the kind of knowledge you can use. Like sometimes girls on the street have nice breasts, and you know that, but it's not knowledge you can do anything with. But you love them for their own selves, like straight girls... But straight girls do breed, and they might have cute daughters. I guess it's the same w/ knowledge. It's definitely the same w/ getting lost.
I'm a rolling stone
all alone and lost
for a life of sin
I have paid the cost
when I pass by all the people say
It's just another guy on the lost highway
just a deck of cards
and a jug of wine
and a woman's lies
makes a life like mine
the day we met I went astray
& started rolling down that lost highway
boys don't you start
that rambling round
down the road of sin
or you're sorrow bound
take my advice or you'll curse the day
you started rolling down that lost highway
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What are you afraid of?
So you can catch yourself off guard
when you're half asleep
to learn things your mind wouldn't tell you
things you'd rather not let yourself know
A mustache and a big mouth, wide mouth, loud mouth
what are you afraid of and what do you want?
Kiss that girl with the mustache
wipe her lipstick off with your mouth
big mouth
when she's asleep
when you're half asleep
put your ear on her heart and listen
a sound or a smell can catch you off guard
what are you afraid of? what do you want?
A mustache and a big mouth, wide mouth, loud mouth
Vad är det du är rädd för ?
Vad är det du är rädd för ?
Kyss flickan med mustaschen
Torka av hennes läppstifft med
Munnen
Stor i munnen
När hon sover
När du är halvvaken
Lägg örat mot hennes hjärta o lyssna
Ett ljud, eller en doft,
kan överaska dej med garden nere.
Kyss flickan med mustaschen
Torka av hennes läppstifft med
Läpparna
Stor trut
Vad är det du är rädd för ?
Vad är det du vill ?
En mustasche
Och en stor mun
Stor i munnen
Gaphals
Baby baby
Tiny baby
Hush, you squalling thing
Peace this moment
Peace, or maybe
Bill will pass this way
Baby Baby
If he hears you
As he passes by the house
Limb from limb
At once he'll tear you
Just as Fluffy tears a mouse!
And he'll beat you beat you beat you beat you
Beat you beat you beat you beat you
He'll beat you all to pap
And he'll eat you he'll eat you
He'll eat you eat you eat you
Every morsel, snap! snap! snap!
Sleep, Baby, sleep
Thy father guards the sheep
Thy mother shakes the dreamland tree
And from it fall sweet dreams for thee
Sleep, Baby, sleep
Date created: 10 October 1995 Last modified: 29 November 1997 Maintained by: Allan Hise hise@io.com