100 lyrics for "H-I-J-K-L-S-D, ha!"
How that woman loves to ride All night long Cadillac Baby Yeah, Cadillac Baby She's crazy 'bout that hydromatic Cause its such an easy ride She loves her rollin, how she loves to ball the jack Crazy bout her rollin, how she loves to ball the jack She's
PlayI'm a winner at a losin' game Have ever had to love someone That just don't feel the same Tryin' to make somebody care for you Is like tryin' to catch the rain And if love is really forever Baby, look here at me Have you ever seen me this way
PlayWhiskey’d up, that wantin’ you again Starts kickin’ back in and I’m late night calling you up My heart starts hurtin’ when that bourbon starts burning And I can’t help but touch that stuff It’s just like you all warm and smooth Even though I know that
PlayThe bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And
PlayThose plans I had, they can't hold me now That I am back In your arms again And oh, what a thrill it was All those plans I had, all they did was hold me down To be in your arms again To be in those arms And all those plans I had, all they did was hold me
PlayAmanda, light of my life Fate should have made you a gentleman's wife I've held it all inward, God knows, I've tried But it's an awful awakening in a country boy's life To look in the mirror in total surprise At the hair on my shoulders and the age in my
PlayHold you, kiss you, love you Just close your eyes And I'll take you away Let go of everything Whisper my name when I You're lookin' at me Like the first time we met I can tell that you're needing
PlaySuffering my only need now is to hang The rope does swing, hanging from the darkened ceiling Strangling, dangling from my twisted spine I knew I would enjoy death more than life My lids close tight, but the light blinds my eyes My body grows cold, my
PlayAnd we go... Rush faster on the one-way lane The answers so silent Rusty gods in their machine-minds armors Grind our souls in the millstone of time The "deathbed harvest" is dead man's banquet Of mold ridden bread and black, poisoned wine And we
PlayThey didn't try So why would we try If we can wait Just have ourselves a time Free like the mind It always waits For friends to come around So they'll get high
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