Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ah, ah I'm beggin' you (I'm beggin' you) I'm beggin' you, please come home No one even begs anymore Please, I'm feelin' dumb Darling, I have to be moved from afar The truth is the only thing worth holdin' onto anymore (Anymore) Untie

Janie's got a gun Her dog day's just begun Now everybody is on the run What did her daddy do? Dumb, dumb, dumb, honey what have you done? Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Run away, run away, run, run away Dumb, dumb,

How long has this been going on? 'Cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem. To break up our singing this way, But there ain't any use in pretending. It could happen to us any day. Well, if friends with their fancy persuasion Don't admit that it's part of a

Sing us a song, you're the piano man Sing us a song tonight Well, we're all in the mood for a melody La la, di da da da dum And you got us feeling alright It's nine o'clock on a Saturday The regular crowd shuffles in There's an old man sitting next to me

Is it guilty in here, or is it just me? What became of all the boys Who only want one thing? Will someone tell me what I'm doin' wrong 'Cause the good ones all got wedding rings And the young ones are just too dumb And I don't think I have any more Room

Leave me alone Drunk as fuck Bitch you dumb as fuck Running up the bucks (damn, ay) Bitch you down or what? (Ya) Yah, yah, yah, yah (ay) Yeah, I miss you but I got no time for that Tell you the truth

Dum di da di, dum di da di, dum di da di, dum di da di Ich lieb' den Sonnenschein Mal wieder Sommer sein? Ich lieb' den Frühling Wann wird es endlich Schnee, Eis und Kälte Müssen bald vergehen Ich lieb' den Sommer Ich lieb' den Sand, das Meer

(Break it to me) Don't dress it up but don't beat around the bush And don't cover it up but don't push it underground And don't keep it inside and don't edit and redact And no dumbing it down I know how to mend I can rise high above the ashes I'll

Goodbye Sister Disco With your flashing trash lamps And to your clubs and your tramps My dancing's left you behind Goodbye, now you're solo Black plastic; deaf, dumb and blind As I walked through that hospital door I was sewn up like a coat I got a smile

All these racks bombin' in, they bombin' in (hold up) Aye, count my guap, count my guap Cannot stop comin' in, comin' in Pull up in a drop top, she drop dead I pulled up in a drop top, she drop dead My diamonds dancing hopscotch, they holding hands My