just a song of Gammorrah,
because he looked behind hymn .
because she looked behind her. ?
the grass aint greena the wine aint sweeta, eiver side of the heel..
when the moon hits your eyes like big pizza pies, itszamoare, lika big pizza pieyes
they tell me of a pie up in the sky waitin 4 me when i die. but as sure as the sun wheel shine,
i like to do it to you, til you holar 4 more(
aint that heaven sent
bandana like a one eyed cheshire
a leaf of all colors plays a painted madolin