Golden Earring Lyrics
Golden Earring Lyrics
"Legalize Telepathy Lyrics"
Jeff Wears Birkenstocks Lyrics
Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit Don't wanna hear no hippy shit Don't tell me I'm closing my mind D
Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit Don't wanna hear no hippy shit Don't tell me I'm closing my mind D
From the Albums:
* Face it
* Last blast of the century
You cook my brain in your favorite pot
You fry my eggs till they’re sizzlin’ hot
You like to give it everythin’ you got
and everythin’s for
Dream On Lyrics
D. Davidson, M.K. Smith There's this girl I used to know, the way I feel heaven knows. I look up hi
free, everythin’ for freeD. Davidson, M.K. Smith There's this girl I used to know, the way I feel heaven knows. I look up hi
Make all the girls at the beauty parlor
Jump up and down and scream and holler
Just like a lapdog on a leash with a collar
That’s what you’re makin’ me, that’s what you make outta me
It's under control but the sun and the moon Have been after each other from night until noon Chasin' aro
but I sure as hell know how to read
the little notes you keep sendin’
The bottom line always gets to me
What do you mean?
Legalize, legalize, legalize telepathy
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Incarcerated Lyrics
37 cents No fucken sense in my head Gotta find a way to get money But don't wanna wind up fuckin
galize, legalize, legalize telepathy37 cents No fucken sense in my head Gotta find a way to get money But don't wanna wind up fuckin
You always go where I wanna be goin’
You always know what I wanna be knowin’
You always do what I wanna be doin’
now ain’t that telepathy, with a capital E.S.P..?