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Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day
I just can?t wait till christmas time
When I can grope you in the hay
Easy come, easy go
Have a good time with lots of dough
Slippin? up high, slippin? down low
Love?m and leave?m on with the show
Listen, I like female form in minimal dress
Money to spend with a capital ?s?
Get a date with the woman in red
Wanna be in heaven with three in a bed
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can?t have it
But I want it, it don?t matter
She got it, but I can?t get it
I want a mistress for christmas
Easy come, easy go
Slippin? high, slippin? low
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can?t have it
I want it, don?t matter
She got it, and I can?t get a -
Mistress for christmas
You know what I?m talkin? about
I want the woman in red with bow in my bed
I can hear you coming down my smoke stack
I wanna ride on your raindeer honey and ring the bells
Second Skin:
Heaven is a place to be
Where everything you want comes to be
But I can't stay here
I'm not free
This is how it is with me
I can hear you
At the door
House, car, satellite
Sell me more
Viva visa divinity
Sapping all my energy
You can run away
Lose your mind
Soft in the middle
And you're flying blind
Ties on collar
Ties that bind
This is what you leave behind
Shiver
In a single kiss
Endless pleasure
Endless bliss
My last fifteen minutes will consist of this
Is it worth it?
Yes it is
You're the catalyst
Feasting on some wild suburban boar
Don't you always yearn for something more?
Si senior
I shiver when i think of you
Shiver
When I count the days
I shiver at your touch
I yearn to stay
You know I'm crazy
But that's OK
Heaven is a glance from you
Instant Karma
In my mind
I shiver at your touch
You look devine
All those years
Have been so unkind
But another hit and I'll be fine
I shiver when I think of you
fuckbuddy:
I'm in love with the world through the eyes of a girl
Who's still around the morning after
We broke up a month ago and I grew up I didn't know
I'd be around the morning after
It's always been wait and see
A happy day and then you pay
And feel like shit the morning after
But now I feel changed around and instead falling down
I'm standing up the morning after
Situations get fucked up and turned around sooner or later
And I could be another fool or an exception to the rule
You tell me the morning after
Crooked spin can't come to rest
I'm damaged bad at best
She'll decide what she wants
I'll probably be the last to know
No one says until it shows and you see how it is
They want you or they don't
Say yes
Second Skin:
I'll say good-bye
I've got to go
No more catching fishes throwing wishes at the world below
I'll say good-bye
And spread my wings I've got to go
got to fly
Through Phoney Tony's flying flags
Hacks, rats and media slags
No more hanging with the cats
I leave this world tomorrow
I gave myself
So very very long ago
To the stars yeah
I stopped by to wish you good-bye
It's very very sad I know
I have to fly
I have to fly
You know I'm going to miss you more
Than anyone will ever know
the Levy-blues and the Kippax roaring tide
But I have sworn to follow
A little piece of my heart
To the stars
So sad to be leaving you
So sad to be leaving you
Sadder than you'll ever know
Nonconformistlaw:
I hear the strangest things echo through the walls
Crash bang boom bang bump-a-dee-bump _________(?)
How much more can I stand
I pounded on the pipes
I call on the phone
Well there they go again____
Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex - Sex - Sex
Uh - Sex - Uh
Sex - Sex
I see them come I see them go
But somehow they look the same
Miniskirts and see-through shirts
A high heel crying shame
Check in and checkin' out
Well this ain't no sleaze hotel
Calling 'til the daylight comes
But check-out time is twelve
Yeah she's on the walls
The bed springs squeak
But the mating call
Makes a strong man weak
Sex - Sex - Sex
I want Apartment B
Sex - Sex - Sex
One floor on top of me
Uh - Sex - Uh
Oh baby up 'til now
Sex - Sex
My doors always open
My phones on the hook
My mailbox is waiting
My names in the book
Got ads in the paper
But nobody cares
Apartment A's lonely
The action's upstairs
Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex - Sex - Sex
Sex
Sex - Sex - Sex
I want some
Sex - Sex
You got him forget about me
Sex - Sex - Sex
Oh no
Sex - Sex
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