Boss man singing his same old song Rolled in late about an hour No cup of coffee, no shower Walk of shame with two different shoes on Now it is poor
, away Heyya ma ma ma, hey-dee-da-naya Heyya ma ma ma, heyya Life in a northern town Hey ma ma ma ma He sat on the stony ground And he took a cigarette
I want to do-o-o-o is love you All I really want to do is All I really want to do is All I really want to do is love you and love you and love you
up But still I held on 'Cause I was already gone, I was already gone I was already gone Life is a runaway train you can't wait to jump on The last
in love I miss the sound of your voice I taste the sparks on your tongue And I see angels and devils and God When you come on, hold on Hold on, hold on
trying to please? Joey, I'm so sorry Oh, can you hear me? Joey, I'm so sorry What if I'd said no? What if we'd never fell in love? What if we'd gone
song? I say it's love I say it's love (I say it's love!) Is it a veil or a cross? Is it the poet's gift? (I say it's love!) Is it the face that has
Genevieve, she's my lazy river She's my only love, she's my favorite sinner Genevieve, woah She's my Genevieve, she's my lazy river She's my only love
me? I wrote a couple of notes One in love, one in anger They're lyin' there Dyin' in the dresser drawer Lived louder than my voice Struggled through a stranger He loved me 'Til I loved
you want it, come and get it If you want it, come and get it You'll understand You take me as I am Slow to trust but I'm quick to love I push too hard
Gotta get a handle on the situation (Operation working vacation) Soul solution for my frustrations (Operation working vacation) So I made myself a little
heard he loves each one the same As much as Ireland loves the rain Steve it rains at my house everyday He met 'em all in every port 'Cause fallin' in love
dirt Hands of a fortune teller's son Young love shakin' the earth Like a heart shot out of a gun Lips like gravity pull me under Reckless weather on
long brown hair I'm forty years older today than She was in that picture there But if life stayed the way it was And lovers never fell out of love If
When the weight of the world bears down so strong You leave footprints on the street And there's too many miles to face Without a few more hours sleep
friend or some radio song You can't help but sing along Wishing they'd spin it over and over again Could be the windows down on a Sunday drive Smell of rain on
What I'd give to make you coffee Find out how you like your eggs Wrapped around you in the mornin' A tangled lace of arms and legs What I'd give to let you love
screaming Boss man singing his same old song Rolled in late about an hour No cup of coffee, no shower Walk of shame with two different shoes on Now
