battered Ticks! Chorus: Ra-aaat in a box... (We fry what you won't--) Ra-aaat in a box... (We fry what you won't--) Ra-aaat in a box... (
in a box Trapped in a box Watch the world as it flocks To life's paradox We're all trapped in a box Trapped in a box I'm not alone I know of others
. The warden read the letter and a tear fell from his eye Sitting down he wrote her this reply There's a little box of pine on the 7:29 bringing back a
THERE'S A LITTLE BOX OF PINE ON THE 7:29 (George Brown - Dette Lee) « © '58 Shapiro-Bernstein Co » A mother wrote a warning how much longer
On nights like this When the world's a bit amiss And the lights go down across the trailer park I get down, I feel had I feel on the verge of going mad
Got a box full of letters Think you might like to read Some things that you might like to see But they're all addressed to me Wish I had a lotta answers
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a box, my dick in a box girl Christmas; dick in a box Hanukkah; dick in a box Kwanzaa; a dick in a box Every single holiday a dick in a box Over
a box Hanukkah, dick in a box Kwanzaa, a dick in a box Every single holiday a dick in a box Over at your parents' house, a dick in a box Mid-day at
room inside a box There is no room inside There is no room inside a box There is no room inside There is no room inside a box There is no room inside
little man in a little box You can turn me on, you can switch me off You can do anything with me, anything you please I'm your little man in a little box
see (Truly Scrumptious) You people gazing at me (you're truly truly scrumptious) You see a doll on a music box, that's wound by a key (scrumptious a...) How can you tell I'm (whe...) Under a
, and need a friend And troubles seem like They never end Just remember to keep the faith And love will be there to light the way Anytime you need a
(spend a night in the box) Stay out to long (spend a night in the box) Stray out of line (spend a night in the box) Sway outta time (spend a night in
and tryin' to find her She shot a hole in my soul I'm walkin' all over town, knockin' and beatin' on every door She shot a hole in my soul She shot a
a baby Well I know now that You're not a plaything Not a toy or a puppet on a string As I look back on a love so sweet I cry like a baby Every road
away from each other We got to get together 'Cause all I want to do is think about you Don't you know there's no other? Turn on a dream, girl It's a
of what he paid as he's burning records of a debt of love Now he knows sometimes even love is not enough a road that forks can cleave just like a surgeon