I'm so damn lonely Sloe gin, sloe gin Tryin' to wash away the pain inside Well, I'm sick and I'm all done in And ain't even high I hate to go home alone But what else is new And I'm standin' in the rain And I feel like I'm gonna cry

For a long teenage goodbye Take me anywhere the wind blows No use crying, we're not thinking 'bout tomorrow We drug out those summer nights So let's go flying It was the start of the summer and the days were getting hotter, yeah 18 was just around the

You were crying like a bitch. And so you tell me I Can't take my chances, But I told you one too many times, And you were crying like a bitch. And you wonder why No one can stand you, And there's no denying, Strut on by like a king

But I'm always true to you, Darlin', in my fashion Yes, I'm always true to you, Darlin', in my way If a custom tailored vet Asks me out for something wet When the vet begins to pet, I cry, Hooray! I've been asked to have a meal By a big tycoon in steel

I can only take you in small doses, small doses Loving you, it's explosive, you know this I can only take you in small doses Small doses, small doses And now we're cryin' and lovin' And now we're fightin' and touchin' Feels like I'm making love to the

Ien-cli à la puce Ien-cli dans le binks Promenade, surveillant Nourrice bienveillante Les frérots sortent du parlu, mula calé dans l'anus Et j'préfère compter mes liasses que de compter sur les gens Olalala, olalala C'est le ghetto, c'est la réelle life

Woman I'm troubled, I be all worried in mind And I just can't keep from cryin' Well I'm goin' away to leave Won't be back no more Goin' back down south, child Don't you want to go? Well baby I just can't be satisfied Well I feel like snappin' Pistol in

Well, I just don't know the reason, And, I've got to live my own life, Woke up cryin' with the break of dawn, and, I looked up and the sky, The air was still, yet all the leaves were falling, Can you tell me why? I don't know what to say, It just seems a

You live too fast The epidemic from a crystal life Puts you in super overdrive The methademic that is so hard to hide Insanely staring with white eyes Hallucinating in a chemical hell Ain't my idea of having fun Synthetic overload, you're under it's

And your crying won't help you, woman 'Cause you've been so mean to me Oh, oh, crying won't help you, baby Crying won't help you now Oh, no matter what you say, baby No matter what you do The way you been treating me, woman Is coming back home to you Oh,