K's Choice Lyrics
K's Choice Lyrics
"I Smoke A Lot Lyrics"
Voila An American Dream Lyrics
I beg your pardon mama what did you say My mind was drifting on a Martinque day I
I beg your pardon mama what did you say My mind was drifting on a Martinque day I
I smoke a lot
I'm not talking weed or pot
I smoke the regular stuff
I smoke a lot
And if you're a smoker too
You are to know sometimes it's tough
To be in healt
Confused Lyrics
Confused, confused every time I'm lost in your arms Confused, confused by the way my
hy companyConfused, confused every time I'm lost in your arms Confused, confused by the way my
People who always say
You smoke a lot
Imagine the amount of money you could save if you'd quit
You smoke a lot
By now you'd have a bike, aren't you concerned
Rock N Roll Lyrics
You're Dressed In Black Leather You're My Kind Of Guy 'cause You'd Die To Live An
about the kidsYou're Dressed In Black Leather You're My Kind Of Guy 'cause You'd Die To Live An
Well, of course, sure I am, concerned (a bit)
But about that bike, I could get killed on it
And is that what you really want
(It's not)
So I smoke a
A Few Moments With Brother A. West Lyrics
Frank Zappa (lead guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, synthesizer
lotFrank Zappa (lead guitar, synthesizer, vocals) Ike Willis (rhythm guitar, synthesizer
I smoke a lot
My God I smoke a lot, and I feel fine
I smoke a lot
I smoke a lot
Sometimes it's great
Sometimes it's not
But I smoke a lot