Fourteenth of February , eighteen ninety nine. Odessa, How strong am I? The British ship Veronica was lost without a sign. Baa baa black sheep, you haven't any wool. Captain Richardson left himself a lonely wife in Hull. Cherub, I lost a ship in the

My sister, my friend Hey girl, it's me, just called to tell you hi Call me when you get this Haven't talked lately, so hard to find the time Give the boys a big kiss Tell them that I miss them By the way, I miss you too I was thinking just today About

In the someday what's that sound? Runny nose and runny yolk Even if you have a cold still You can cough on me again I still haven't had my fulfill Broken heart and broken bones Think about some capsules of horse pills One more quirky cliched phrase

'Cause I know this whole crazy ride's in your hands Hello, it's been too long My fault I haven't called Thank you for picking up the phone I've been swimming around Trying hard not to drown Waiting on my life calling to sound And I'm hangin' on best as I

You bring me up when I'm feeling down You do the things I've never done You make me wicked you make me wild You touch me deep you touch me right I've kissed the moon a million times I've even seen miracles But still haven't seen anything That amazes me

I hate everything about you Why do I love you Every time we lie awake After every hit we take Every feeling that I get But I haven't missed you yet Only when I stop to think about it Every roommate kept awake

Girl, don't tell me that it's morning Can we keep the curtains drawn I haven't given you fair warning But our ship, she sails at dawn It's true I must be going but I swear I won't be long There isn't that much ocean between Boston and St. John's I'm a

F-R-I-E-N-D-S Want me to spell it out for you? Ooh ooh, ooh ooh You can't be reasoned with, I'm done being polite I've told you one, two, three, four, five, six thousand times Haven't I made it obvious? Don't mess it up, talking that shit Only gonna push

This is a fine romance A fine romance, my friend this is I haven't got a chance Two old fogeys, who need crutches True love should have the thrills that a healthy crime has You never give the orchids I sent a glance A fine romance, with no kisses We

I've felt the hate rise up in me Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves Inside my shell, I wait and bleed I wonder out where you can't see You haven't learned a thing I haven't changed a thing My flesh was in my bones The pain was always free