Cherry Poppin' Daddies Lyrics
Cherry Poppin' Daddies Lyrics
"Mr. White Keys Lyrics"
Going Til Your Gone Lyrics
(Dave Berg/Marty Dodson) Well,it's raining out The windshield wipes,they don't work so well and It's hard to see what's in front o
(Dave Berg/Marty Dodson) Well,it's raining out The windshield wipes,they don't work so well and It's hard to see what's in front o
He's a friend to all the stars
Made a fortune selling cars
Not beyond a little sleaze
He's Mr. White Keys
Wifey loves the tanning booth
Just a little altered truth
Made America's Who's Who
If he could do it so could you
Sheltered in tax brackets
Higher than a
Ladder to the Moon Lyrics
Ain’t got no money Ain’t got no friends I’ve got snakes crawling From end to end I don’t look to the sun It will surely
n angel's cloudAin’t got no money Ain’t got no friends I’ve got snakes crawling From end to end I don’t look to the sun It will surely
Pontificates on rackets
And cheats on his wife with his pals
Once he met a musician
Shook his hand like a Soul man
Not a lot like you or me
He's Mr. White Keys
He climbs into daddy's Benz and goes
Collecting the rents of those Welfare cheats
A lot
Garmonbozia Lyrics
somebody screams and I? gushing my load everyone knows the score dropped from a dream I don? know what I know getting my feet to the fl
f trouble when he tries to find the beatsomebody screams and I? gushing my load everyone knows the score dropped from a dream I don? know what I know getting my feet to the fl
He dances like a shovel with a couple left feet
He said he'd rather own the whole damn town
Than be graceful or be well-endowed
He exaggerates a bit
Foot and mouth a perfect fit
He's the one who tried the cheese
He's Mr. White Keys
Brand New Something Going On Lyrics
Oh my I packed my bag I picked a fight I left for good just the other night I dont feel light like i thought it would I ca
BR>
I feel sorry for the guyOh my I packed my bag I picked a fight I left for good just the other night I dont feel light like i thought it would I ca
I laugh when I see his shtick
All that poor bastard wanted
Was to make it with the beautiful chicks
But that don't excuse the prick
He's Mr. White Keys
He climbs into daddy's Benz and goes
Collecting the rents of those welfare cheats