Somehow we're sent by fools. No better when we're lost. I fell into your shoes but only one Hoping to be shown a leaner curfew. Hopeful senseless sins gathering clues. Weaving into, feeding off
I've grown a little leaner. Grown a little colder. Grown a little sadder. Grown a little older. And I need a little angel. Sitting on my shoulder. Need a little Christmas now. For we need a little music
. . For I've grown. A little leaner. Grown. A little colder. Grown. A little sadder. Grown. A little older. . And I need. A little angel. Sitting. On my shoulder. Need a little. Christmas now
. There may be seven wonders created for this world. But one is all we need since God invented girls Higher on the heel, paler than pure cream. Leaner on the sidewalk, cutting through the steam. After
. Some turned and rejected, His house fell on leaner days. Oh, Son of God, oh Carpenter, will you come back around. The blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is falling down Now the storm is
. Some turned and rejected, His house fell on leaner days. Oh, Son of God, oh Carpenter, will you come back around. The blocks and beams are crumbling and the house is falling down Now the storm is
drinking 8 Miller Lights. Trimming off the fat is where we're at,. We're getting leaner. I'm looking at the other side,. The grass is getting greener. I mean I opened up the flood gates. Dance clubs to