12 reasons why- My life Story
Twelve Reasons Why I Love Her
One. She prefers the night to day
Two. She never calls me when she says
Three. Her motorcycle riding to the South
Four. The way she puts her fingers in her mouth
Five. Running just in time to miss our train
Six. The old park bench is where we scratched our names
Seven. She says do or die
Seven reasons why
Eight. Her swirling hips and lips of ice
Nine. Consumes the hopes of all men dressed in black and flame
Ten. Oh she ain't got the time to speak
Eleven. She leaves the pie and always, always eats her greens
Twelve. Well she cries do or die
Twelve reasons why
Yeah, I love, I love, I love her
Oh twelve reasons why,
Twelve reasons why I wrote this love song
It's off the cuff,
I jotted down a shopping list of love
Also
I need some fine wine- The Cardigans
Sit, good dog, stay, bad dog, down, roll over
Well here's a good man and a pretty young girl
Trying to play together somehow,
I'm wasting my life, you're changing the world,
I get drunk and watch your head grow
It's the good times that we share
and the bad times that we'll have
It's the good times
and the bad times that we had
Well it's been a long slow collision,
I'm a pitbull, you're a dog,
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog
So I need some fine wine, and you, you need to be nicer
For the good times and the bad times
That we'll have
Sometimes we talk over dinner like old friends
Till I go and kill the bottle,
I go off over any old thing,
Break your heart
and raise a glass or ten
To the good times that we shared and the bad times that we'll have
To the good times
and the bad time that we've had
Well it's been a long slow collision,
I'm a pitbull, you're a dog,
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog
So I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer
For the good times
and the bad times we know will come
Yeah
I need some fine wine
and you, you need to be nicer
you need to be nicer
you need
For the good times
and the bad time that we had
Sit
Good times, bad times
Sweet wine, bad wine
Good cop, bad cop,
Lapdog, bad dog
Sit.
Twelve Reasons Why I Love Her
One. She prefers the night to day
Two. She never calls me when she says
Three. Her motorcycle riding to the South
Four. The way she puts her fingers in her mouth
Five. Running just in time to miss our train
Six. The old park bench is where we scratched our names
Seven. She says do or die
Seven reasons why
Eight. Her swirling hips and lips of ice
Nine. Consumes the hopes of all men dressed in black and flame
Ten. Oh she ain't got the time to speak
Eleven. She leaves the pie and always, always eats her greens
Twelve. Well she cries do or die
Twelve reasons why
Yeah, I love, I love, I love her
Oh twelve reasons why,
Twelve reasons why I wrote this love song
It's off the cuff,
I jotted down a shopping list of love
Also
I need some fine wine- The Cardigans
Sit, good dog, stay, bad dog, down, roll over
Well here's a good man and a pretty young girl
Trying to play together somehow,
I'm wasting my life, you're changing the world,
I get drunk and watch your head grow
It's the good times that we share
and the bad times that we'll have
It's the good times
and the bad times that we had
Well it's been a long slow collision,
I'm a pitbull, you're a dog,
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog
So I need some fine wine, and you, you need to be nicer
For the good times and the bad times
That we'll have
Sometimes we talk over dinner like old friends
Till I go and kill the bottle,
I go off over any old thing,
Break your heart
and raise a glass or ten
To the good times that we shared and the bad times that we'll have
To the good times
and the bad time that we've had
Well it's been a long slow collision,
I'm a pitbull, you're a dog,
Baby you're foul in clear conditions
But you're handsome in the fog
So I need some fine wine and you, you need to be nicer
For the good times
and the bad times we know will come
Yeah
I need some fine wine
and you, you need to be nicer
you need to be nicer
you need
For the good times
and the bad time that we had
Sit
Good times, bad times
Sweet wine, bad wine
Good cop, bad cop,
Lapdog, bad dog
Sit.
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dixy:
totally!!! i wanaa see them when they start to tour!! wanaa come
strangekitty:
thanks! if you come to new york any time soon, let me know, i'd love to have my picture taken/hang out with a SB! this weekend will be the first time i get drunk in NY