By the turnstile beckons a damsel fair The face of Melinda neath blackened hair No joy would flicker in her eyes Brooding sadness came to a rise Words would falter to atone Failure had passed the stepping stone She had sworn her vows to another This is

Come together, yeah Come together, right now Here come old flat top He come groovin' up slowly He got joo joo eyeballs He one holy roller He got hair down to his knee Got to be a joker

Run to his arms the moment he comes home to you Hey, little girl, comb your hair, fix your make-up Soon he will open the door Don't think because there's a ring on your finger You needn't try any more For wives should always be lovers too I'm warning you

(My sexy love) She makes the hairs on the back of my neck stand up And just can't think (of anything else I rather do) Girl the things u do (oh baby baby) Keep me sprung Keep me running back to u (ooh baby i) Making love to u (see baby girl u know your

To show you all something someday Just a face in the crowd To the wind you’re a toy Just a drunk Irish boy I’ll be back around Well, I danced in the arms of a black haired girl In Scollay Square after the war And I drank to get drunk, and sank and I

Like violence you kill me Six bottles went down the drain One hours a waste of time I'd ask if you feel the same Still pushing that chance to try Your breath in this cool room chill Long hair that blows side to side You speak and make time stand still

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

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

I went downtown to see milady She stood me up and I stood there waiting But it'll be all right when The Morning Comes Now I'm up in the air with the rain in my hair I've got nowhere to go, so I can go anywhere And it'll be all right when the Morning

From where I'm standing I can see 'Cause Olivia Mae I saw you standing there Laughing, playing with your hair Looking like you walked out of a dream Olivia Mae I hope it ain't just me Us finding our own kind of meant to be Maybe I'm wrong, maybe I'm