I guess I should have known
by the way you parked your car sideways
That I wouldn't last. See you're the kinda person
That believes in markin' out once
love 'em and leave 'em fast.
I guess I must be dumb 'cos had a pocket full of horses
Trojan and some of them used
but it was saturday night

I guess that
Chills lyrics

(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
(chilly, chilly, wah-wah-wah-wah)
Chills, runnin' up and down my spine
Well I get them every time
That
 makes it alright
and you say

what have I got to lose".
And honey I say:
Little red conrette
baby
you're much too fast.
Little red conrette
you need a love that's gonna last.
Guess I should have closed my eyes
when you drove me to the place
Where your horses run free
'cause I felt a little ill

When I saw all the pictures of the jocke
Dismal Gleams Of Desolation lyrics

Lying in my bed, afraid to fall asleep
The time passes by so fast as I'm thinking of the past
Plans for tomorrow so vast, my pointless l
ys
that were there before me.
Believe it or not I started to worry
I wondered if I had enough class.
But it was saturday night
I guess that makes it alright

And you say
baby
have you get enough gas?" oh yeah.

Little red corvette
baby
you're much too fast.
Little red corvette
you need to find a love that's gonna last. - oh no -
A body
Backup lyrics

Why I ain't your buddy
Why I ain't your buddy
Why I ain't your buddy
Why I ain't your buddy
Why I ain't your buddy
Why I ain't your budd
 like yours ought to be in jail

'Cause it's on the verse of bein' obscene.
Move over
baby
give me the keys.
I'm gonna try to tame your little red love machine.
Little red corvette
baby
you're much to fast. . .
Little red conrette
honeyI you gotta slow down.
Little red corvette
'cos if you don't you're gonna run into the ground.