your back and walked away Who do you think you're leavin' Did you think I'd let it end this way What were you thinkin' What were you thinkin' Baby what were you thinkin
Traduction: Little Texas. Que faisiez-vous Thinkin '.
What were you thinkin' When you turned your back and walked away Who do you think you're leavin' Did you think I'd let it end this way What were you thinkin' What were you
bitch, what you mean how'd you Get suckered into this you gonna jump into my truck And then try to get truculent? [Royce] You should be suffering, you should be cooking You
'S SOME LITTLE SOMETHING TO DO! Narrator: Does it matter that this waste of time is what makes a LIFE for you? Hmmmmm? Greggery: I must plummet boldly
. Do you, er, do you actually sit down when you get up in the morning and, and write out a song, or do you . . . When you say you write it, you compose it you
Well you think you're the queen of Texas Who you foolin now? Giving off an air of innocence You ain't no sweet little flower I thought I'd seen some
my friends think your band really rocks you can't believe it's all really real you don't know what to say, you don't know how to feel you think it's
Texas But Texas wants you anyway That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas But Texas wants you
at you You just tell 'em you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas That's right you're not from Texas But Texas wants you anyway That'
drivin that Lexus Or tellin people you were born and raised in Texas Come over here boy if you think you can She said you get a good woman and she'll make you
that Lexus or tellin people you were born and raised in Texas Come over here boy if you think you can She said you get a good woman and she'll make you
you were looking at me I gave you a smile, you threw me a wink Took a sip of my drink, you were gone in the blink of an eye Next time, Imma think of a
you All over you, baby, it's All over you All over you, yes, it is All over you All over you, baby, it's All over you All over you, yes, it is All
saw you You were living at the old chelsea hotel. Even though it's been a while, hell Even now it makes me smile To think of how you tennis-shoed the
alone. I know you came here When you were down and feeling blue. And it helped you sort out the pieces on your own. But I'm seeing what you saw. The
jalapenos, i feel like the kid, that wants to eat his play dough, you shouldnt 'cause it should be bad for your health, take one look at her and you
