Yeah Yeah Yeahs Lyrics
Yeah Yeah Yeahs Lyrics
"Our Time Lyrics"
A FLAME FOR YOU Lyrics
(D. Deviller/S. Hosein/C. Russell) Think about you ev'ry minute Dream about you ev'ry hour of the day Close my eyes, and I
(D. Deviller/S. Hosein/C. Russell) Think about you ev'ry minute Dream about you ev'ry hour of the day Close my eyes, and I
I may be dead honey,
But I was left with my eyes.
And underneath sugar,
Well, I’ve been stung by your lies.
And my heart baby,
Is cold and blue.
We’re two of a kind baby,
We’re me and you.
It’s our time sweet babe,
To break on through.
It
Keep It to Yourself Lyrics
I walk along the street and wonder what to do I’d like to ease the pain in my troubled brain But as to how, I haven’t a clue Sho
’s the year to hated, I walk along the street and wonder what to do I’d like to ease the pain in my troubled brain But as to how, I haven’t a clue Sho
So glad that we made it,
’Cause all the kids in the street,
Whisper sounds that sweet,
The stars under their feet,
Well it’s the year to be hated …
One! Two! Ready? Go!
It’s our time! Our time!
Our time! Our time!
Our time!
Sweet Lorraine Lyrics
Sweet Lorraine the fiery haired brown eyed schemer Who came from a long line of drinkers and dreamers Who knew that sunshine don't hold u
Our time! Sweet Lorraine the fiery haired brown eyed schemer Who came from a long line of drinkers and dreamers Who knew that sunshine don't hold u
Our time, to be hated!
Alright, to be hated, oh, oh, oh.
Come on, kids.
It’s our time! Our time!
Our time! Our time!
Our time! Our time!
Our time, to be hated!
Alright, well, it’s the year to be hated!
So glad that we made it.
Send Me The Pillow You Dream On Lyrics
SEND ME THE PILLOW YOU DREAM ON Writer Hank Locklin Send me the pillow that you dream on Don't you know that I still care for you? S
’Cause all the kids in the street,SEND ME THE PILLOW YOU DREAM ON Writer Hank Locklin Send me the pillow that you dream on Don't you know that I still care for you? S
Whisper sounds that sweet,
The stars under their feet!
Well, it’s the year to be hated!
Alright! Yeah, it’s the year to be hated!
Uh, huh! Well, it’s the year to be hated!
Alright, well, it’s the year to be hated …