Rockabye baby and it don't stop When the shirts fall, the pants will drop Down will come bouncers, panties and all It's on, it's on, its on Yo, huh,
See me loving you A fool without a lover How can that possibly be Maybe you can show me why I shiver when you're closer I remember your touch without
"...here's one for ya!... ...woe! woe! hold your horses..." The boy wonder Everything's in the belly or between the legs A savage in a tin
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir De esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de exstasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y ceremonia Cada vez que estoy
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir De esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de exstasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y ceremonia Cada vez que
Looking for you, lost in my emptiness, When the cold makes me weary, cold and lonely, Looking for ecstasy to make me live again, A supernatural feeling
I want a man to hold me tight I want ha man to kiss goodnight If he's young and free Just send him to me Experience unnecessary I want a man with lots
Un poco de ti para sobrevivir Esta noche que viene fria y sola Un aire de extasis en la ventana Para vestirme de fiesta y cerimonia Cada vez que estoy
I had a silver penny And an apricot tree And I said to the sailor On the white quay Sailor O sailor Will you bring me If I give you my penny And
Once I was a boy, an innocent to life and my role in it, This world played my game, and anyone a clown or foil for myself. The harmless affairs, and
Time won't stand by forever If I know it's true And I've learned not to say never Else I'll seem the fool At 29, you'd think I'd know better Living like
In New York city, where it's cold as hell And the streetlights shone in my blue room Well, I was thinkin' about the nights we spent Back in Galveston
So I guess I must have just been dreaming When I thought I heard myself say, "No" Anyway it looks like no one heard me so here I go 'Cause when you're
{One two three} I've been waiting around all night Your warm kiss is on my mind A piece of you, this is all I've got The whole damn thing isn't what
The last horizons I can see Are filled with bars and factories And in them all we fight to stay awake I drink enough of anything To make this world look
Well ...I'm well I bought something stolen bags for bait and forthright is the deal for approaching with liquid lambeyes the gaze of trial and error
It was nothing, it came from nowhere at all, it was a casual remark, not a curtain-call. Late for breakfast - black coffee, brandy-laced... that look