Long Beach, California Is where I held your hand Down on Ocean Boulevard That's where we made the plan In Long Beach, California We sat on the pier That
Riding through this ghost town Hope nobody shoots me down Got a pay load running through All this to find you Paparazzi and the flashing lights Looks
Here it is The last day of my life and Ia??m jumping in. Here it is One step into space and Ia??m falling in. And I aina??t gotta parachute, I aina??t
Polizisten um Sie ist zu dumm, viel zu dumm doch sie weiß, daß sie keine Chancen hat zu dumm, viel zu dumm... ..oh Sylvia Keine Chance für Sylvia
Sylvia, what will we do? Here we are, we're waiting for you Who will light the way from where we stand The darkness plays a golden hand You fed us all
Silverstein) Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's busy, too busy to come to the phone Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's tryin' to start a new life of her own Sylvia
a word of love from Sylvia The only one I'm thinking of is Sylvia Feeling so sad now, I'll be so glad now If I just had my Sylvia with me That old weeping
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Sylvia is missing Dark stars tattooed across her face Tiny bruises black and blue The dedication on her arm Reads "Love and hate", yeah, yeah Passing
a pill Then she'd get pretty loaded on gin And maybe she'd give me a bath How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath! Wish I had a Sylvia Plath
Every night I turn to you But you turn away I know there's no good news In what you might say I couldn't stand to hear it So let well enough be, oh Your
You feel so close, how could you be gone? My dream is right, reality is wrong 'Cause I'm still with you where my heart's concerned From where we were
You feel like it's real this new love you found Does she have eyes like mine? This new chance at a romance got you upside down Does she have eyes like
Cry, baby, no, I don't mind You can be a baby, that's alright Go on and cry, baby, cry We both know how love could be Anything but easy There?s bound
When her love turns as cold as December, When you try not to cry, but you do, When it all turns out wrong, just remember, That I?ll make it right with
CHORUS: I don?t want nobody in the world, Messin? around with my thing, My sweet, tender, lovin?, groovy thing. (She don?t want nobody in the world, Messin
Tumbleweed, you're living a cowboy's dream Tumbleweed, freedom is the air you breathe But if you don't stop long enough To let yourself fall in love Tumbleweed
I found a cigarette, circled with lipstick And the lingering of perfume in the room The look on his face was priceless I don't think he expected me so