my mind's an ashtray full of ashes
lick the tears from my eyelashes
oh, whatever will I see that's good
he plays a really mean guitar
she smokes a really big cigar
I'd love to love ya - if I only could
her love is, oh so, shiny wet
keeps a bald peacock for a pet
can you ever understand how I feel?
miss Jenifa - my private dancer
miss Nina - to whom I answer
Kari sez we're the only ones who are real
so when I dream on Sunday mornin'
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dog's in heaven
and I wonder when i'll see her again
psychopharmacology
has never found a friend in me
but I'll eat sugar cubes all day and night
those ducklings are never ugly
so she sells herself by the sea
I'll bake her a cake - be it wrong or right
the caterpillar and the spider
turn the screws a little tighter
can you ever understand my feel?
gail g. - my inspiration
miss denise should run the nation
isabel tortures me with sex appeal
so when I dream on sunday mornin'
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dogs in heaven
and I wonder when I'll see her again
yer really taking me fer a ride
yer a wise guy anyway
I never had a place to hide
except my brain!
I dream on Sunday mornin'
and my lover right beside me keeps on snorin'
I wonder if my dogs in heaven
and I wonder when I'll see her again
Yeah I wonder when I'll see her again!
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