The Runaways Lyrics
The Runaways Lyrics
"Black Leather Lyrics"
The Rocky Road To Dublin Lyrics
In the merry month of June from my home I started left the girls of Taum nearly brokenhearted saluted me father dear, kissed me darling mother
In the merry month of June from my home I started left the girls of Taum nearly brokenhearted saluted me father dear, kissed me darling mother
(Steve Jones)
Ooh,
Well, he's all geared up, walkin' down the street
I can see the slime, drippin' down his sleeve
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Ooh,
Well, it'
Lovely Day Lyrics
Birds are singing sweet and low From the tres that gently grow Soft and soothing breezes blow On this LOVELY DAY To the meadows th
s late at night, and I'm all alone Birds are singing sweet and low From the tres that gently grow Soft and soothing breezes blow On this LOVELY DAY To the meadows th
I can hear the boots gettin' near her home
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Scratch, scratch, he's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it a
Flying On The Ground (Is Wrong) Lyrics
Is my world not falling down I'm in pieces on the ground And my eyes aren't open And I'm standing on my knees But if crying and holding
ymore Is my world not falling down I'm in pieces on the ground And my eyes aren't open And I'm standing on my knees But if crying and holding
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should have asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather
You can try to hide, you know you won't get far
You let him in, and you'll start again
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna
Pot Belly Bill Lyrics
The Gas supply has been cut off, the tele's on the blink Billy stinks, he drinks & spews up in the kitchen sink He's sick of his bleedin' l
do The Gas supply has been cut off, the tele's on the blink Billy stinks, he drinks & spews up in the kitchen sink He's sick of his bleedin' l
Well, you can't refuse and you just can't choose what he's gonna do
Scratch, scratch, she's clawing at the door
Whoa, no, I can't take it anymore
Crack, crack I'm feeling so sore,
I never should asked for black leather
Black leather, black leather, black leather