Today I don't feel like doing anything I just wanna lay in my bed Don't feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear
loudest It's gotta be the best The best love song she ever heard in her life I gotta tell her how I feel, I gotta let her hear The best love song she
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire Jack Frost nipping at your nose Yuletide carols being sung by a choir And folks dressed up like Eskimos Everybody
What about sunrise? What about rain? What about all the things? That you said we were to gain What about killing fields? Is there a time? What about
When you walk into a party It's a formal universe Ja So you jump up on your host And with a kiss say, "Hello, nurse" No Remember that good diction Reflects
watch out, my chubby friend Or one will fall on you On me? Heh hah huh huh That wasn't pretty But it had to be done Heh huh huh huh huh, great song,
Mama, you taught me to do the right things So now you have to let your baby fly You've given me everything that I will need To make it through this crazy
La la la I like writing songs about douch-bags who cheat on me But I'm not gonna say that In my monologue I like writing their names into songs So that
can't tell Which way's up, which way's down It's all up in my face, need to push it away Somebody push it away, so all that I can hear Is a simple song
come back home It can't be long, boy it can't be long He said I hate this place I miss your smile, I miss your face I wrote a song, girl I wrote a song
soul my voice , baby (Give this song to you) What I can't say I'll sing it (Give this song to you) Oh, Oooh, Oooooh (Give this song to you) I'll give my song
true to... your heart, not material things. [Chorus] I'll give you my heart, my song, my words baby What I can say, I'll sing it. Oh, oooh, oooooh I'll give my song
1, 2, 1, 2 Yeah, y'all can hear me Make the drumming sound, yeah Let's ride, yeah, yeah Be clear, we here lights out Eat here, sleep here, my house Rhyme
You get the limo out front(Wah-ooo) Hottest styles, every shoe,every color Yea, when you're famous it can be kind of fun It's really you but no one ever
Today I don't feel like doing anything I just wanna lay in my bed Don't feel like pickin' up my phone So leave a message at the tone 'Cause today I swear
I'm headed back to Macon Middle of the Georgia pines Gotta keep these big wheels rollin' To that sweet little thing of mine I gotta get back to Macon
could hear? He whispered in here ear "Although, I can't sing it now, be still 'Cause some day, baby I will sing you a love you song? She rolled over
hard on me I'm not gonna write you a love song 'Cause you ask for it 'Cause you need one, you see I'm not gonna write you a love song 'Cause you tell
