Hello momma don't blame me If i look a little Out of control But life is a bomb offiler You worth the livin' and it tells your home I said its nerve
My baby's face shines like a sun lipstick & powder won't help her none she's a nightcat foolin' round she's goin' to some fast place stays out all night
The neon light, of the "Open all night", was just in time replaced by the magic appearance of a new day-while, a melancholic Reno was crawling on his
We were lovers on the beach the waves were curlin' round our feet we were lovers in the back of the car told each other we would never be apart These
SLEEPIN' BIRD He took off with the wild keys in the early mornin' grey ridin' the desert for a million miles a day & there ain't no barricades anymore
BAD BLOOD People come & go broken hearted O.D. on poison take a dry dive get loaded on smack & locked up in the john for the rest of their life Businessman
TATTOO (Brood) Beauty today is only skin deep temptation is strong & the job ain't cheap I've seen the spike up & down my arm sailor's graves & tattooed
You make me feel like I've drawn a loser's card but every time you walk out of me I find myself left with a broken heart but it ain't my way to quit mom
Too Young (Brood / Wild Romance) Momma's in the nuthouse goin' down the drain schoolgirl don't let them drive you insane Too young Daddy's losin' touch
Could you touch me Could you fool me Could you make me feel you like me? Could you do that? I'm willing to pay could you Tell me you miss me make me
The swiftest fingers play for money the best are tangled up in minds The sweetest sisters come down to connin they buy no truth of any kind Senile mothers
Now I was lookin' for love in all the wrong places lookin' for love starin' into black faces Now I was tryin' so hard to find love in every corner of
Well they often call me Speedo but my real name is Mister Earl They often call me Speedo but my real name is Mister Earl I gues they call me Speedo 'cause
When I get home Im gonna sit on my bed When I get home The feed back in my head When I get home I wont answer the phone But right now, right now, right
Like a ghost in daylight operatin' on a crowded street always in danger somehow invisible for the heat I don't wanna be white no more I don't wanna be
I never sleep I shoot up speed I'm on top around the clock I shoot up speed a life of bliss a new day comin' I never miss It never ends I don't have
You can beat the drum Got to be for real, your a bum beat him up and you can beat your wife, Beat your club child You can bet your life You can't beat
Magic honey ain't taught in school it's a rare technique Hard heads educated fools it's y'r motives that are weak Zockebye Zockebye time Zockebye &