Tempted by the fruit of another Tempted but the truth is discovered What's been going on Now that you have gone There's no other I bought a toothbrush, some toothpaste A flannel for my face Pajamas, a hairbrush New shoes and a case

Toy-like people make me boy-like I sink myself in hair upon my lover I seen you go down to a cold mirror It was never clearer in my error You click a shine upon your forehead or Check it by the signs in the corridor You light my ways through the club

Choke me, spank me, pull my hair Cinnamon with a taste of honey, it ain't funny When she walks in the room I can't help actin' a fool I know what she like, she act right She act like she ain't gon' survive the night Without my dick all up in her ass, so

At the sick bed of Cuchulainn, we'll kneel and say a prayer And the ghosts are rattling at the door and the devil's in the chair McCormack and Richard Tauber are singing by the bed There's a glass of punch below your feet and an angel at your head

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

I can see the flames and my life Flashing right before my eyes. I hope they get to me in time. I'm eight years old Daddy's cuttin' my hair Aqua Velva on his hands. Momma's in the kitchen Got fried green tomatoes

Is your figure less than Greek? Is your mouth a little weak? When you open it to speak, don't change a hair for me Not if you care for me Stay little valentine My funny valentine Sweet, comic valentine

I guess I'm making all the right wrong turns tonight Seat laid back running Fingers through my hair Watching miles go by Like she just don't care Looking at me with One thing on her mind Stopped and got a little gasoline at the old bean peak

And you can let your hair down, eh But you gotta keep your head up, oh I know it's hard, know it's hard To remember sometimes Keep your head up, oh Oh, you'll turn out fine Fine, oh, you'll turn out fine You gotta keep your head up, oh, The sun will

Oh Ruby, don't take your love to town You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair Ruby, are you contemplating going out somewhere? The shadow on the wall tell me the sun is going down Oh, Ruby, don't take your love to town It