Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee My name is brian and I'm the man I write hit songs with a wave of my hand Songs of surf and sun and sand I make great
Well I just herd from my nurse today she said my thighs are thick Is gonna stick I tried to run and hide but still she waits It's a shame I have to
She's got legs, she knows how to use them She never begs, she knows how to choose them She's holdin' legs, wonderin' how to feel them Would you get behind
Good morning, it's possum day Feel like a possum in every way Like a possum Possum whiskers, possum face Possum breath and a possum taste Ooohhh, like
Then go back Head there Decide I cooked a [unverified] right down I tell you children I can lay right down I say parking tickets you're crazy, I don'
Ohh you're divine Ohh ahh ohh you're divine Ohh, oh ohh did I tell you you're divine? Ohh ahh ohh oh ohh did I ever, when you were alive? Did it hurt
The painted faces congregate In the mating season The second hopes, they go alone In no rush to reason And there's a fountain And a scimitar Shaped yellow
She dated Jolly Green Giants, that flew on jets An A-list actress, who was never walked off sets She loved stuffed animals, especially bears Was a role
Well, I've got a long black six passenger limousine A palace in Dallas, a club in New Orleans Diamonds on my fingers, silk, imported clothes And I can
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When you were young and wise, scratchin your letters in the sand, When your imagination led you all around by the hand, Did you ever wonder what crazy
I never meant to hurt you, I never thought my words Could cut right through, leaving open wounds In all this open space, I took myself into a place I
Well take me to my car now But the car won't go Try to get next to you baby Ain't got no place to go Taste better than a t-bone steak Excitement on the
I'm gonna wait for the moment to come I'm gonna wait till we all stop from running Boxed in like candles, polar bear pride Turning to terror as the script
as we descend. as for what awaits us we have no clue. or if we'll stand on our own two feet again. . if this song should be my last. then ill make it
Like a trip in luxury A little ship with you and me We won the lottery We sail on silver into the sunset And we'll live to be a hundred A kiss between
Las piernas de Cristo estan llenas de pinchos Y salen del mar Los angeles caen del cielo a la tierra Y contaminan el mar Los ninos beben el agua salada
She's got legs She knows how to use them She never begs She knows how to choose them She's holdin' legs Wonderin' how to feel them Would you get behind
