What We Talk About Old 97's

Well the hour is late for a visit on a whim Well the hour is late for a quiet drunken talk I don't begrudge you the anger in your voice No I don't begrudge you anything at all 'Cause I know...that the

'97 Bonnie & Clyde Tori Amos

Baby your da-da loves you (hey) And I''ma always be here for you no matter what happens You''re all I got in this world I would never give you up for nothin Nobody in this world is ever gonna keep

Coahuila Old 97's

ravioli The last ten years of my life I've been feeling kind of lonely I don't do love, I don't do women named Hannah And I don't do red haired girls from Louisiana I'm suffering from a kind of indecision About

Coahulia Old 97's

m suffering from a kind of indecision About what I?m a gonna watch on television I?

97 Doja Cat

Pull up in the '97 Benz Baby get up in it Sexy with that fire truck red With the windows tinted Smokin' while I cruise through the valley You so ignorant Looks like we don't give a shit Looks like we don't

BASS 97' Jeffrey white

I don’t know what to call my name Do whatever you want, yeah baby Do I know you?

97 G0CHUGARU

To be honest no one will understand what we have to go through Nobody knows truly how another has felt or what they go through It's sad but true, there will never be a true peaceful "place" We tend to

What I Wouldn't Do Old 97's

'cause you move too slow and i'm wishing you could keep up with me i'm in love with you but i don't know why it gets so complicated though you have not left you have said goodbye and i'm wishing that we

Let the Idiot Speak Old 97's

Now there's a half a million reasons we can argue You're right in front of me now and there's no one to talk to Who would have thought it could feel so bad sometimes?

Star People 97 George Michael

I said maybe your mama gave you up boy (it's the same old same old) I said maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl (how much is enough) Star people Never forget your secret's safe with me

Blinding Sheets Of Rain Old 97's

They hide on the horizon too far gone to see I could have swore the heart you wore upon your sleeve was mine I could not see in front of me you were leaving I was blind Blinding sheets of rain that's what

Jagged Old 97's

What remains of the day remains to be seen By the TV that we never turn on Each other's enough I never had it so rough Ever since I been gone White noise swells in my head Making me worry it's the summertime

Work It Out En Vogue

' out our hands baby oh well sittin' here ain't got much to talk about what we gonna do to work it out cause this here's not enough we need changed sittin' here ain't got much to talk about what

Lonely Holiday Old 97's

holiday I was alone you were away In Fayetteville or in another state There's so many towns I hate When you leave me, it breaks me like a bone But it's never as bad as when you come home Thought so much about

Star People (MTV Unplugged) George Michael

up boy (It\'s the same old same old) Maybe your daddy didn\'t love you enough, girl (How much is enough) Star people Never forget you\'re secret\'s safe with me, just Look at all the wonderful

House That Used To Be Old 97's

I must be dumber than a spit curl cause I got hung up on a showgirl Now I look like I'm a scarecrow I might as well go on a talk show CHORUS And this ain't home anymore Its just four walls and a floor

Star People '97 George Michael

I said maybe your mama gave you up boy (it's the same old same old) I said maybe your daddy didn't love you enough girl (how much is enough) Star people Never forget your secret's safe with me Just look

Salome Old 97's

Salome, uncross your heart I know what goes on inside it's over before it starts Well I'll stay all night, I'll wait right here Full moon might work magic, girl but I won't disappear.

W. TX. Teardrops Old 97's

But I thought about the woman whom I left to roam the land, And I cried so much it dug a rut they call the Rio Grande.

Big Brown Eyes Old 97's

'Cause if Robert's dad is right, We might not make it through the night, And I'd hate to go alone. Please pick up the phone.

Indefinitely Old 97's

Well the room was Mediterranean and the meaning was two- fold We got busted by your mother though you're 29 years old And the pictures wrapped in cellophane like sandwiches or stamps Burned holes in my

Victoria Old 97's

Victoria you talk so low that no one else can hear, Unless you point your megaphone directly at their ear. This is the story of Victoria Lee, She started on Rohypinol and ended up with me.

W. TX Teardrops Old 97's

a home I made my bed, so here I lie I'm rolling West Texas teardrops in my eye Though I felt a lonesome feeling in Dulce, New Mexico I was happier than I'd ever been in my El Paso home But I thought about

Smokers Old 97's

She's a singer and I'm a smoker I'm dragging it up all my extra store She was singing and I was smoking Saving butts all I can afford I'm just smoking up what I got heavy into Dragged it up, coughed it

Melt Show Old 97's

We fooled around, you let me have it for free. Yeah it worked out real nice I showed you how to and you showed me paradise. Now you're killing time, and it's killing me.

Alone so Far Old 97's

But we do all night, Sleep like spoons, forget whom we are. But she's here, and she's wound down now. One can only go alone so far. One can only go alone so far.

Streets Of Where I'm From Old 97's

And I don't know what you've been told, The streets of where I'm from are paved with hearts instead of gold. Yeah the streets of where I'm from are paved with hearts instead of gold.

Moonlight Old 97's

There was a girl back in my town But I shouldn't bring up what I can't put down She was above reproach in every way One day I left the town I'm from And as hard as I tried she would not come along She

Volcano ('97 Demo) Damien Rice

Don`t hold my hand like that You`ll hurt your knees I kissed your mouth then back That`s all I need But don`t build your world around Volcanoes melt ya down And what I am to you Is not real What

Bugz 97 D12

Who run shit, watch these drums hit You dove head first into some old dumb shit Here's a can of ass whip, for you to come get Your clique made their trip, I made them hoes submit Ask your girl, she

Oppenheimer Old 97's

beneath a quarter moon Me and this girl I've been living above On a road called Oppenheimer Tar on the roof there were stars in her hair Beneath a quarter moon beneath a quarter moon Me and this girl we

No Mother Old 97's

In the valley of the shadows, I'm waiting For mother and the other ones I love So know I'll always love you Until we meet above In the battle of the bottle I'm an innocent And the breaking of glass I'm

Doreen Old 97's

When I first met Doreen She was barely seventeen She was drinking whiskey sours in the bar The way she tossed 'em back I would've had a heart attack But as it is I let her drive my car We galloped through

Broadway Old 97's

In a hotel room just off Times Square they made a monster He was unaware of what went down. Fattening him up just like a calf before a slaughter He'd had his fill of hollow town.

Can't Get A Line Old 97's

pigeon of my heart and I'd go anywhere to know you take a long way coming back be your yellow bedroom cab making bread in your heaven and you're the reason im losing all my sleep 'cause I just can't get what

Buick City Complex Old 97's

I've known both kinds of love But i want to get it right this time I don't wanna settle down I don't want to make no plans Exept for what i'm gonna do With a pair of idle hands Chorus: They're tearing

Time Bomb Old 97's

She's like a claymore, that's what she's there for. She's waiting 'round here to get blown apart. Having her on my brain's like getting hit by a train, She's gonna kill me. Oh Celeste, oh Celeste.

Four Leaf Clover Old 97's

But it don't do nothing to impress you, So I don't know what the hell it's for. Why don't you come over? I'll show you my four leaf clover. Who'm I trying to kid?

Timebomb Old 97's

but I don't know why I call the police but they don't like me I hear 'em whispering when I walk by I got a land mine in my bloodline I'm not immune to getting blown apart She's like a claymore, that's what

Mama Tried Old 97's

dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I'm bound No one could steer me right but mama tried One and only rebel child, family meek and mild My mama seemed to know what

Talk Khalid, Disclosure

Can\'t we just talk Can\'t we just talk Talk about where we\'re goin\' Before we get lost let me out first Can\'t get what we want without knowin\' I\'ve never felt like this before I apologize if

Adelaide Old 97's

had you and you had so much promise then You promised me that you would never leave again To be broken you were made, Adelaide Heaven I need a drink They're paying me to do my thing They never specify what

Escobar '97 Nas

Chorus: Honies, cash, weed, cars ghetto celebrities, 'hood movie stars gat slingers now rap singers are who we are went from Nasty to Nas to Nas to Escobar The path we all walk, starts out long

The New Kid Old 97's

Don't get too settled in Oh, you will be replaced You will be replaced The new kid, he's got my girl The girl I used to have He's got the looks you know But not from his dad I should be kissing that girl We

Rollerskate Skinny Old 97's

break down on a midnight date Gonna curse this town, you're gonna run late You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny Do you want to meet up at the Pickwood Bowl We

If My Heart Was A Car Old 97's

I remember the Alamo, I don't recall who won They had swords, they had horses, I hear we had mighty guns Like the ones from Navarone last night on Channel 21 It's a long way back to El Paso It was early

Won't Be Home Old 97's

rain And the very first song that the radio sang It was "I won't be home no more" And I won't be home no more I'm pulling off the road, I'm opening the door I'm giving you the pavement, I'm telling you what

Separate Tables (97 Version) Chris De Burgh

At separate tables we sit down to eat, In separate bedrooms we go to sleep at night, I only wish you knew how much, You've been on my mind; I think about you when the morning comes, I think about you when

Poem's, Prayers and Promises John Denver

Poems, Prayers And Promises - John Denver I`ve been lately thinking about my life`s time all the things I`ve done and how it`s been, and I can`t help believin` in my own mind I know I`m gonna hate

How It Would Be '97 Life Of Agony

I wonder how it would be if my mother was still around The types of talk The relationships we could have had The three of us Me, you and Dad My mouth went dry My stomach felt queasy too So empty and scared