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It's Fall Out Boy, as usual. blaugh I'm gonna make you bend and break (it sent you to me without wings) Say a prayer, but let the good times roll In case God doesn't show (let the good times roll, let the good times roll) And I want these words to make things right But it's the wrongs that make the words come to life Who does he think he is? If that's the worst you've got, better put your fingers back to the keys
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah and one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See He, tastes like you only sweeter Ohhhhhh
Been looking forward to the future But my eyesight is going bad In this crystal ball It's always cloudy except for (except for) When you look into the past (look into the past) One night stand. (One night stand, off!)
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time [ Lyrics found on http://www.metrolyrics.com ]
Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See he tastes like you only sweeter ohhhh
(They say) I only think in the form of crunching numbers In hotel rooms, collecting page-six lovers Get me out of my mind Get you out of those clothes I'm a line away From getting you into the mood (wa-ooooohhh)
One night and one more time Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time Thanks for the memories Thanks for the memories See, He tastes like you only sweeter
One night and one more time (one more night, one more time) Thanks for the memories Even though they weren't so great (even though they weren't so great) He tastes like you only sweeter
One night yeah one more time (one more night, one more time) Thanks for the memories (for the memories) Thanks for the memories (for the memories) See he tastes like you only sweeter BUT.... There is also Panic!At The Disco!!!! heart It's these substandard motels on the (lalalalala) corner of 4th and Fremont Street. Appealing only because they are just that un-appealing Any practiced catholic would cross themselves upon entering. The rooms have a hint of asbestos and maybe just a dash of formaldehyde, And the habit of decomposing right before your very (lalalala) eyes.
Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Tonight tenants range from: a lawyer and a virgin Accessorizing with a rosary tucked inside her lingerie She's getting a job at the firm come Monday. The Mrs. will stay with the cheating attorney moonlighting aside, she really needs his money. Oh, wonderful caricature of intimacy.
Yeah (Yeah)
And not to mention, the constable, and his proposition, for that "virgin" Yes, the one the lawyer met with on "strictly business" as he said to the Mrs. Well, only hours before, after he had left, she was fixing her face in a compact. There was a terrible crash (There was a terrible crash) Between her and the badge She spilled her purse and her bag, and held a "purse" of a different kind.
Along with the people inside What a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
There are no raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses. It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy Inside, what a wonderful caricature of intimacy
Raindrops on roses and girls in white dresses It's sleeping with roaches and taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Raindrops on roses and the girls in white dresses And the sleeping with the roaches and the taking best guesses At the shade of the sheets and before all the stains And a few more of your least favorite things.
Angel-of-Night1790 · Thu Apr 05, 2007 @ 02:54pm · 0 Comments |
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