That was on your place in bed I've got a mind to give up living And go shopping instead That's when I decided that I'd be better off dead Pick me up a tombstone And be pronounced dead Well, I read your letter this morning Oh, when I read your letter this

You are the flower for my rain, you are the flower for my rain You never lose a minute, if in it there is love And "old man time" always pulls you through It's better not to depend on the morning dew For the rose you plant in your bed tends to you, hard

Good evening, may we say again How pleased we are that you've come in The day was long, your bed was soft Still there's some names we're crossing off It says here by your file you Have been so loyal, brave, and true We need not fret, you need not fear

I knew when I left I’d see you again Yeah, yeah, yeah Cashmere, left it lying by your bed It’s the color red, how could I forget? Cashmere (Cashmere), last night we made such a mess Getting high with the lights low, had a few more drinks And the next

Whose bed have your boots been under? And whose heart did you steal I wonder? This time did it feel like thunder, baby? And who did you run to? And whose lips have you been kissin'? And whose ear did you make a wish in? Is she the one that you've been

It's 5 o'clock in the morning Conversation got boring And I was hoping you would creep in You said you're goin' to bed soon And I thought I'd just wait there Until I heard you come up the stairs So I snuck off to your bedroom (It's 5 o'clock in the

Hope that cosurmyne Just get out of bed and forget it man You're getting ahead of yourself again It won't dissapear Hot spell on the roof I'm on Tryna give in to find someone Ah, ah-ah, ah-ah How d'you do, baby?

I hope you had a great summer, a great summer away Some pretty pictures in my head Left your clothes next to the bed The kid you used to be Do you love me, you love me, you love me, do you love me now? But I know that you're still there Why'd I let you

Put a little tickle on the Jones' head Turn off the lights and go to bed I'll be down, when you're gone Call me back on the telephone Lil ole, lil ole, lil ole name and a title I gets all the way down If I don't keep smilin' witchall You gonna see me

Lie down in your bed, your bed of lies Do you ever think of me when you lie? And I knew better than to look in your eyes They only pretend you would be mine You had me caught in every web that you weaved But do you ever think of me when you lie? And oh