Miles and miles and miles Before we reach the sand Cacti and cacti for miles Miles of dry land Dry land We gonna make it Ooh we gonna make it We gonna
Miles, and miles, and miles. Before we reach the sand. Cacti and cacti for miles.. miles of dry land, dry land. We gonna make it, ohh we gonna make it
m drawn to you like a moth to a flame No need to tell me I know trouble's your name But I'm drawn to you like a moth to a flame Help me, huh, huh Help
her that put a smile on me, she cater to me she get all destiny child on me, she ride for me even though i got miles on me, she gon ride till the
it The darkness her body possessed And the scars are still there in the mirror Everyday that she gets herself dressed Though the pain is miles and miles
, Johnny B. Goode His mother told him someday he would be a man And he would be the leader of a big old band Many people coming from miles around To
the Devil's Lasso On the streets I was invincible Cowards would duck at a glimpse if they knew What my pistol would do, a fuckin' killa Mothers of dope
(Dolly Parton) Don't sing love songs You'll wake my mother She's sleeping here right by my side In her right hand is a silver dagger She says that
Mother Mary come to me For I am a wicked child I've sinned and I am so confused And I am a wicked child I am a wicked child I am the Devil's son And
Humpty Hump Do me, baby Do the Humpty Hump, come on and do the Humpty Hump [Cherry Pie/Warrant] She's my cherry pie Put a smile on your face ten miles
the break of dawn Drivin' a truck with my high heels on My diesel rig is northward bound It's time to put that hammer down Just watchin' as the miles
" Yes, I'm Superman'd-out Red Cartier look like Superman's house Inshallah to my plan hope it super pans out My life is like Italians doin' 100 miles
say they saw him at the Great Lakes Some say they saw him off of Florida My mother said she saw him in Chinatown But you can't always trust your mother
Understand, once he was a family man So surely I would never, ever go through it first hand Emulate all the shit my mother hated I can't help but demonstrate
send no more candles No matter what you do Then Willie stopped singing And the prairie wind blew The green kept rolling on For miles and miles Fields of fuel rolling on for miles
wait (wait a minute mother f*****) wait wait wait wait ((wait a minute mother f*****) wait wait wait wait (wait a minute mother f*****) wait wait wait wait (wait a minute mother
Since he was only three feet tall And get the hell out of Jersey And then he would never look back at all And then your hear 'em say that miles away
