I'm a-gonna do. Why don't you get away-ay. I'm gonna cry all day-ay. . And I know trouble is brewing out there. But I can hardly care. They fight all night about his private secretary. Lipstick
I touch your lips and all at once the sparks go flying. Those devil lips that know so well the art of lying. And though I see the danger, still the flame grows higher. I know I must surrender to your
Song Alice - Mott The Hoople. Now Alice needed money. I put ten dollars on the breeze. As the wind died away, she sank way below her knees. And as a hurricane passed by, she clutched the money from
. 80, 80, 80, 84. 80, 80, 80, 84. 80, 80, 80 Jay, Jay, Jay. J-A-Y are the letters of his name. J-A-Y are the letters of his name Real, real, real Jam-Master. Real, real, real Jam-Master And only
. (Yeah yeah yeah) I popped the old man, put a hole in his eye. Spent the night with the devil, she was such a bad guy. And if he has her way I will eternally fry I gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta get outta
heard the voice inside him say. "Do you believe that what you have is what you need" You can't blame Louis. Oh, Louis He found a girl. His heart's desire. She was the first. She quenched the thirst
day, another day. And nothing is quite what is seems. You're dreaming! Are you dreaming? Oh, Alice! Oh, how will you find your way?. Oh, how will you find your way? No time for tears today. No time
Detroit City. And I played guitar. In a long-haired rock and roll band. She asked me why. The singer's name was Alice. I said listen, baby. You really wouldn't understand. . And I said. . Oh baby
