Seems like in every hip conversation honey
People brag about where they all come from
Seems like in every hip conversation, woman
I just end up sucking on my thumb
Lord I'm just a I'm just a pauper,
I been raised in a trailer park yeah,
Ain't got that much honey to brag about
I just drinkin' all alone in the dark
I said bring it on up
To my room woman
I can't carry this load alone
Well I don't need none of that phony moaning woman
No, I don't need it to get it on honey
No, take off your wig darlin' now
Throw away those pills now woman;
No, highway we're gonna roll;
Ah, you know that good king lovin' gonna make it
All right now honey, no,
Ah woman we--we're gonna' turn the tide around;
Talk about tongue to tongue, woman
1 | Song To The Siren |
2 | Morning-Glory |
3 | Once I Was |
4 | Phantasmagoria In Two |
5 | Sweet Surrender |
6 | Dolphins |
7 | Pleasant Street |
8 | Sing a Song for You |
9 | I Never Asked To Be Your Mountain |
10 | The River |