Has to be a loose fit, has to be a loose fit Go on move in it, go on do your bit Small or big, take your pick Doesn't have to be legit It's gotta be a
Its delicious the way you're walking Go easy on your toes There's a million and one different dances Who do you know that knows There's a monkey in the
It's not I who sought the novice It's the novice who sought me The cook went blind, drank too much And fed his guest on angeldust Where did the pain
I?ll tell you the story of cut 'em loose Bruce He was the man who set the outlaws loose Prosecution say this boy misbehaved He shoot for fun, do pussy
You bore me, you bore me you teach me, you taught me, you see me, you want me, you buy me, then torch me, you enter and walk me the thing that came out
Which one of you has got to be so sad for What'd ya look ashamed about? Always on downer that just sounds like you And you're waiting for some things
One day he was admiring his reflection In his favorite mirror when he realized all too clearly What a freakin' old beasty man he was Who is? You is, you
If I'm being sneaky, well somethings just freak me Your voice starts to eat me, it's time for me to leave it now Love it or leave it now The tricks that
I'm a simple city boy With simple country tastes Smoking woild-grown mari-jo-wana keeps that smile on my face Depending on my mood, mood.... Listening
When he came out to the lock-up Said, ?I'm looking for something better? And he made his shock announcements And backed off, backed down, backed off
He's gonna step on you again, he's gonna step on you He's gonna step on you again, he's gonna step on you You're twistin' my melon man, you know you talk
I wrote for luck, they sent me you I sent for juice, you give me poison I hold the line, you form the queue Try anything hard Is there anything else you
Kiss me for old time's sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for old time's sake Kiss me for making you wait Kiss me for screwing everything in sight
How old are you? Are you old enough? Should you be in here watching that? And how old are you? Are you owning up? Should you be in here with? Twenty
It took three million years to meet Mr.Helpful But now that I've meet him I'm extremely doubtful Are you healthy? Well I just eat fruit But I tell you
on the cooker Get the hillbillies down , set out to bugger Sweet freak pen and ink How do you make a bulldog think? Happy Christmas, I said, not to speak then Happy
happy and bleeding for you Fruit flower myself inside out I'm tired and I'm bleeding for you This fruit was bruised, dropped off and blue Out of season, happy
life, got my love Got my friends, got the sunshine above Why am I making this hard on myself When there's so many beautiful reasons I have to be happy