You can't be wise and in love at the same time.
Look out your window, and I'll be gone. You're the reason I'm a-traveling on.
You use to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat, who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat.
All the money you made will never buy back your soul.
Proud to steal her anything she sees, but you will wind up peeking through her key hole down upon your knees.
All that foreign oil controlling American soil.