Mother told me, yes, she told me I'd meet girls like you. She also told...
(matraca berg/harry stinson) Here we are Clinging to what left of a broken heart It's...
Tropical breeze caressing me, sweet fragrant air enticing me Starlight skies are offering their love...
Promises of paradise, to you I sacrifice my life I'll take you with me to...
I'm out the back door just before midnight I push the pedal to the floor---I...