PT-boat on the way to Havana I used to make a living, man, pickin' the banana Now I'm a guide for the CIA Hooray for the U.S.A. Baby, baby, make me a
I don't wanna walk around with you I don't wanna walk around with you I don't wanna walk around with you So why you wanna walk around with me I don
Hey, little girl I wanna be your boyfriend Sweet little girl Do you love me babe I wanna be your boyfriend What do you say What can I say Do you
Jackie is a punk, Judy is a runt They both went down to Berlin Joined the Ice Capades And oh I don't know why Oh I don't know why Perhaps they'll die
Two One, two, three Hey baby, won't you take a chance? Say that you'll let me have this dance Let's dance, come on, let's dance Do the twist, the stomp
Next time I'll listen to my heart Next time, well I'll be smart That girl could still be mine But I'm tired of the hurt Tired of tryin' I'm tired
You're a loudmouth baby You better shut it up I'm gonna beat you up 'Cause you're a loudmouth babe
Pretty girls oh oh yeah see them walking down pretty street Pretty girls pretty girls pretty girls pretty girls But you know pretty girls oh oh yeah never
Now I wanna sniff some glue Now I wanna have somethin' to do All the kids wanna sniff some glue All the kids want somethin' to do One, two, three, four
I'm a shock trooper in a stupor I'm a Nazi schatze Yes I am Y'know I fight for fatherland Little German boy Being pushed around Little German
Heaven move me, move my soul Here comes the beat Here comes the beat patrol We will dance I will help you if I can I can change the way you feel today
i see you breaking up in water sinking to the bottom watching reruns of my dreams we fade away tonight i'm washed by sea into the sky... -i don't know
The heat of the sun Was a little too much today Love on the wing Flew so high it just melted away So sweet on the run So little time to make you see
Woke up in the morning and I rolled myself a joint. I had something to tell you but I forgot so what's the point. Must have been a lie. That's what my
[Cisco] Down at the Motel. It's BYOB, so it don't matter if you ain't got a fake I.D. [Cisco] Down at the Motel. This party's for free, and your dude
She look like sex, drugs, rock & roll (say ho)When she movin' on the danceflo Stop, Go, Stop and Go (say ho) Like a New York Cav yo Fast, Slow, Fast and
[Shwayze] I know a place where the hearts don't break the reality is scripted and the boobs are fake the smell of success is sold like incense and pumped
i was born to rock. learned to walk in flip flops. And i bought my clothes at the local thrift shop. I wouldn't be late if i looked at the clock, but