mullet head Cruise in my IROC, stonewash on my cock Got it like that 'cause I'm the mullet head Put me on trial, I'm worth your while Pass me the comb
in my brain And how your perfume sing a sexy song to my nose And how your finger tips gentle like the petals of roses Maybe it's the way you comb your
other side of her midnight Midnight lover, midnight I am piecing a potion to combat your poison I am piecing a potion to combat your poison I am piecing a potion to combat
lovers in the world Oh I'm a heavy man and I'm a lucky girl We prove it every night when we hold each other tight That we're the greatest lovers in the
a night of cloud dancing But my eyes are still lewd And my cheeks are flushed My old wet nurse combs My cloud-like hair My lover, fragrant as incense
, no Each night as I sleep Into my heart you creep I wake up feeling sorry I met you Hopin' soon that I'll forget you When I look in the mirror to comb
back You play the tough guy role good, I ought to clap An' did a lot of rappin' too, I should've bought a track I had to check this comb in your rug
do Are all done for you, only for you Silly of me to take the time to comb my hair and pour the wine And know you're not there You're just a lover out
all done for you...only for you Silly of me to take the time to comb my hair and pour the wine And Know you're not there Chorus: You're just a lover
Billy took a shower Combed his hair back And took a long look at himself The wardrobe door was open All her dresses were gone Mickey's well known velvet
l'amour aime la vie L'abandon, c'est appris, la nature initie ici Caresses from warm draughts waves The soft sand, beautiful and tender lover Out there
tin roof Kathy Dick and the burden of proof If you're lookin' at me you're lookin' at the truth Under the same moon An incense burned and a rusty comb
that book read You can't stop the lover boy (Lover boy, you never) You can't stop the lover boy (Lover boy, you never) Right from the clothes he wears The way he combs
the crooks be juxin? Sold my first track, moved back to Brooklyn Music 101, the whole game is dirty Got me 25, feelin' all of 30 Went from a lover to
, you got something to share? Getting sharp like the edge of a switchblade comb Kings on the throne, Stockholm be the home If you're alone call a lover
eating, and I would ask him what he's doing. And he would say, "I'm using the chicken to measure it." Phyllis: Ok . . . Don: Can I borrow your comb?
lover that I ever had But now I miss you, yes, I miss you, now you're gone You were always telling me just what I should wear I was always combing all
Baby, when I met you there was peace unknown I set out to get you with a fine tooth comb I was soft inside There was something going on You do something