Lily was a princess, she was fair-skinned and precious as a child She had that certain something It was a kind of a flash every time she smiled She'
your lyin' eyes And your smile is a thin disguise I thought by now you'd realize There ain't no way to hide your lyin' eyes On the other side of town a boy
race be gone For we are the Kneight Riduz Killers of the night and first of our kind Can't you feels the temperature droppin' gettin' cold? Below zero
be gone For we are the Kneight Riduz Killers of the night and first of our kind [Chorus - 2x] Can't you feel the temperature droppin gettin cold? Below
Take your pick, Frankie Boy My loss will be your gain" Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down And put his fingers to his chin But with the cold eyes of
There are worse things I could do Than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood Thinks I'm trashy and no good I suppose they could be true But
the new Now tell me you don't love what this country boy can do Go get the skoal spit with the lighter style Big boy so cool I make all them girls smile
You can fake it for a while Bite your tongue and smile Like every mother does her ugly child But it starts to leaking out Like spittle from a cloud Amassed
ll go bring your darlin' baby to your side" Two iron gates swang wide apart She held her darlin' to her heart She kissed her baby boy and then she died But smiling, she kissed her baby boy
At the station you can meet her With that smile you couldn?t cheat her A woman that kind is hard to find It?s good to take a girl In the not so very
began to glow She placed her hand on mine She smiled and said don't worry You'll get used to me in time As her cold tongue flickered toward my [Incomprehensible
There are worse things I could do, than go with a boy or two Even though the neighbourhood thinks I'm trashy and no good I suppose it could be true, but
There are worse things I could do than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good I suppose it could be true but
There are worse things I could do, than go with a boy or two Even though the neighborhood thinks I'm trashy and no good I suppose it could be true,
then they come back again But don't let 'em in, smoking their gin Leaving their best foot out in the cold I'm a waste of a momma's boy It's a shame they
Take a young boy, make him fly Take a hard man and make him cry Struggle, what a day Take a half life and make it whole Take a poor man from the cold
roll up wit ribbons I seen them re-po'd, re-sold then re-driven So when I reload, he holds number 1 position When you hot, I'm hot And when your feet cold
whole life through. Some gal would giggle and I'd get red, And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head. I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named 'Sue