everybody wanna be fly til you swat 'em but who am i to talk? i aint shittin' roses we in in the same picture but we all got different poses i'm looking
Concert, concert tonite Dit dit dit dit dit dit dit Concert, concert tonite The music's comin' at you You know it's worth the wait You'll lose those
And here's to you, Mrs. Robinson Jesus loves you more than you will know wo wo wo God bless you please, Mrs. Robinson Heaven holds a place for those who
You know, you know sometimes, sometimes people say to me, "Rose, when's the first time you ever heard the blues?" And u know what i tell 'em? "The day
You can't depend on your family You can't depend on your friends You can't depend on a beginning You can't depend on an end You can't depend on intelligence
I think you're, oh, so beautiful I think you're so kind And I think I would miss you If you disappear into the divine And I think of an apple core When
Hey man, what's your style How you get your kicks for living Hey man, what's your style How you get your adrenalin flowing now How you get your adrenalin
I don't like guilt be it stoned or stupid Drunk and disorderly I ain't no cupid Two years ago today I was arrested on christmas eve I don't want pain
She's out of her mind Like the wind in a storm Oh, like the ocean at dawn As it disappears, with the riptide She's out of her mind She's pulled away
I wish I had a talking book That told me how to act and look A talking book that contained keys To past and present memories A talking book that said
I was sittin' home on the west end Watchin' cable tv with a female friend We were watchin' the news, the world's in a mess The poor and the hungry, a
Why do you talk, why do you waste time Saying the same old thing, it should be a crime You never listen, instead you stammer As though you're interesting
Starry, starry night, paint your palette blue and gray Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills, sketch
The girl still racing out at the trestles But that blood it never burned in her veins Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview And a style she's trying
I love to see the cottonwood blossom in the early spring I love to see the message of love that the bluebird brings When I see you walking with him down
House got too crowded clothes got too tight And I don't know just where I'm going tonight Out where the sky's been cleared by a good hard rain There
Well I've been out of the woods for six days and nights now Well I'm a little hot wired, but I'm feeling all right I got some money in my pocket and
Well I sought gold and diamond rings My own drug to ease the pain that living brings Walked from the mountain to the valley floor Searching for my beautiful
