not get back what we had What I threw away But you know I would do anything Anything you say I'd cross a thousand miles of broken glass On my hands and
and I walked away And I have regretted that to this day I may not always have quite so much hair But what you saw in me Will hopefully always be there And
was weather beaten and her hair greasy I had never seen a set of eyes more hazeler And a tear did fall as she looked up at me And she said, "Hoots,
who are doing singing And, and the shoulders get colder and colder And his tears And his tears fall on deaf ears Falling apart At the seams and no one
You're devilish and dirty They say you?re pushing thirty Well, pushing thirty stone Oh Christ, I'm enticed I want you in my sack You?re potty-mouthed and
funny way Of showing it Yes, I thought our love was here to stay And blowing it Was never on my agenda She meant nothing to me, I meant nothing to her And
It was a cigarette break and I was desperate I saw her pushing that wheelbarrow She said have you got a match, and I said yes My cock and farmer Giles
one way ticket to hell And back One way ticket to hell and back Bought a one way ticket to hell and back One way ticket to hell and back Bought a one way ticket
face when I close my eyes And there ain't no place like between your thighs Don't want a life alone, all by myself To honor and trust in sickness and
been reading His scalp needs kneading To stimulate each follicle And reverse this diabolical Condition that's afflicted he For years and has cruelly Repulsed each potential mate And
have been reading his scalp needs kneading to stimulate each follicle and reverse this diabolical condition that's afflicted he for years and has cruelly repulsed each potential mate and
who are doing singing Ah! Amd the shoulders get colder and colder And his tears And his tears fall on deaf ears Ooh! Falling apart At the seams and no-one
Well we sat on the bank and I was pissed When I saw him pushing to play with your garden She said have you got a match? and I said yes! Listen, Fuck
face when i close my eyes and there ain't no place like between your thighs don't want a life alone all by myself to honor and trust in sickness and
face was weather beaten and her hair greasy I had never seen a set of eyes more hazelerer And a tear did fall as she looked up at me And she said "hoots
not get back what we had, what I threw away But you know I would do anything, anything to say I'd cross a thousand miles of broken glass on my hands and
hell...and back One way ticket to hell and back Bought a one way ticket to hell and back One way ticket to hell and back Bought a one way ticket to hell... One way ticket
a funny way Of showing it Yes, I thought our love was here to stay and blowing it Was never on my agenda She meant nothing to me, I meant nothing to her And