You can sit right on my middle finger for the night
I always knew I couldn't sing, but I also knew I had a voice that isn't heard by many, and that I could learn how to stretch it and make songs sound good.
Swallow my words. Taste my thoughts. And if it's too nasty, spit it back at me!.
If you leave you leaving the best, so you would have to settle for less.
All about a dollar like four quarters.
Fresh off campus is the Birdman JR