And woke up alone And it's all because I dreamt of you What a wonderful tone To bring you back home My nose is burning Too much cocaine Got caught in Brooklyn With gasoline backed up with cellophane I'm in need of moderation

I'm going down. My nose is in the sand I'm going down, down, baby. My nose is in the sand A cloud of dust just came over me and I think I'm drowning on dry land You know, my father told me, son don't rush to be a man You know, my father told me, son

Because I used to love her, but it's all over now The table's have turned, now it's her turn to cry Well, baby used to stay out, all night long She made me cry and she did me wrong She had my nose open, that's no lie Well, she used to run around with

Go down, soft sound Midnight, car lights Playing with the air Breathing in your hair Go down, go down Step into your skin? I'd rather jump in your bones (jump!) Taking up your mouth so you'll breathe through your nose

Such a mean old man Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park Shaves in the dark trying to save paper Sleeps in a hole in the road Saving up to buy some clothes Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose His sister Pam works in a shop She never stops, she's a

Girl, I guess I should have known Dancing on my bed to a Fugee song Just killing me softly You left me laying here with my eyes closed Stole my heart with a kiss right under my nose But you ransacked my drawers, cluttered up my floors And made a mess of

Just the way you look tonight And the way you look tonight Tearing my fears apart And that laugh that wrinkles your nose, Touches my foolish heart Yes you're lovely, never, ever change Keep that breathless charm Won't you please arrange it? 'Cause I love

So we love how she fit inna the clothes With the fat piece of twingy twanga exposed (God Knows) Gal model and gal no stop pose Cause you naw drop off like Mikey J's nose (It shows) Top gal and me well want a doe so come on Baby girl it's time to get

Nose porque ellos quieren joder si saben que no tienen poder no se tiren o la pasan feo te dejamo parkiao en el paseo No cuento con nadie, cuento con mi mismo aprend de la vida siempre anda ready con ella chambia Ando con mi peine full con lo insecto

Has he got enough money to spend? M-O-N-E-Y's me Drink slow to feed the nose you know he likes to get blown, Leave no he's to and fro he doesn't like it when the girls go It's going off 'cause they're not gonna let him in Two and a half the boy is