Let's call the whole thing off For we know we need each other so we And oh, if we ever part, then that might break my heart Better call the calling off off Things have come to a pretty pass Our romance is growing flat For you like this and the other

Pay attention to the cracked streets And the broken homes Some call it slums Some call it nice I want to take you through A wasteland I like to call my home Welcome to paradise Dear mother It makes me wonder why I'm still here

Never let your prayin' knees get lazy And love like crazy They've been together fifty-eight years now Be a best friend, tell the truth, and overuse I love you Go to work, do your best, don't outsmart your common sense They called them crazy when they

If this was the thing to do Call, break it off Call, break my own heart Maybe I would have been something you'd be good at Maybe you would have been something I'd be good at But now we'll never know I won't be sad but in case, I'll go there everyday To

The wind calls your name, get out of your bed Go on out to the hills, the wind will lead Just when we prevail, the hangman is here Hear his boots and see the figure passing by Echoes of him have been heard Spiritually he is all intact Say your prayer

(Holding on for your call) It's a different kind of danger 'Cause I'm gonna be free and I'm gonna be fine And the bells are ringing out And I'm calling for my mother As I pull the pillars down And my feet are spinning around Never knew I was a dancer

They were doolin', doolin'-dalton High or low, it was the same Easy money, and faithless women Red eye whiskey for the pain. Go down little dalton, it must be God's will Two brothers lyin' dead in Coffeeville. Two voices call to you from where they

Baby, let's not ever get that way And we'll call ourselves the flagship of the fleet There's a few too many years on this hotel She used to be a beauty you can tell The lights down in the lobby they don't shine They just flicker while the elevator winds

It takes all of your power To prove that you don't care I'm not Cordelia. I will not be there Angst on the planks, spittin from a bridge Just to see how far down it really is Robbing a bank, jumping on a train Old antiques a man alone can entertain Not

If you know what's good for you And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka And I want ya, call me ya Willy Wonka (Willy Wonkaa) Girl your body is legit Mama made you thick She can't get the Snickers from another nigga She know what I did with the Twix My