By: hank cochran 1961, 1989 I've got your picture you gave to me And its...
Down in the street they're all singing and shouting Staying alive though the city is...
Baby these are an awful lot of maybe's Don't kid yourself, are you still hoping...
How's your love life, How's your heartbeat, How do you do with me? How's that...
When we're dancing close and slow I never want to let you go, no, no...
Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm Smothered in mud at...
Ah fed vixo on ev'ry fear 'n' fret 'n' phobia...
Right! Big-jesus soul-mates trash-can Fucking rotten business this Both feet...
What has not got my heart in it shall we...
Worn and gnawn A little hole Just a small hole...
In our yard How many chickens can we count On...
Gun wears his alcoholism well Finger in bottle and swingin'...
There is woman - pie in here Mr. evangelist says...
Inanimational items elude i, and In-an-emotional-motion i swallow my Motive...
Truck love! right here! Truck love! right now! Bewitched by...