And Troooll Doll Mr. Troll and me, To the tune of "Desire" Troll Doll out on the street Got no job got no money Got no shoes on the feet But you gotts stay tall, stay high

Oh God you gotta make it stop My sweet Virginia You used to say I couldn't save you enough So I've been savin' it up, I started savin' it up I started givin' you up, I started givin' you up You and what army, Arlandria, Arlandria Use me up, spit me out,

Walking in a winter wonderland. In the meadow we can build a snowman, Sleigh bells ring, are you listening, In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, We're happy tonight. Gone away is the bluebird, Here to stay is a new bird He sings a love song,

Yes my favorite place to be Is not a land called Honah Lee (MI.) Mentally or physically I want to be in New Orleans I kiss your hair your skin so bare I'll take you with me girl anywhere (MII) You fare well in stormy weather I never met a girl that I

Let the games begin In the middle of the night, in my dreams Are you ready for it? Baby, let the games begin I-I-I see how this is gon' go Touch me and you'll never be alone I-Island breeze and lights down low No one has to know You should see the things

I wanna move. Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Seven Thirty Seven comin' out of the sky. Oh! Won't you take me down to Memphis on a midnight ride, Playin' in a Travelin' Band. Yeah! Well, I'm flyin' 'cross the land, try'in' to get a hand,

I'm too misty, and too much in love. You can say that you're leading me on, But it's just what I want you to do, Don't you notice how hopelessly I'm lost, That's why I'm following you. On my own, would I wander through this wonderland alone, Never

Time is waiting We only got four minutes to save the world No hesitating You gotta get in line, hop Tick tock tick tock tick tock Don't be a pretty Madonna, uh If you want it You already got it If you thought it

Houston, we got a problem It's got the biggest sky you've ever seen, the coldest beer you'd ever drink But I still feel like I landed on the moon 'Cause it ain't got you I got new boots covered in red dirt A "Don't Mess With Texas" t-shirt And a Lonestar

I'll be there Across the fields of mourning On borderland we run I am coming home And you know it's time to go Through the sleet and driving snow Light in the distance