Doctor, what is happening to me?. Palpitations, my mind's diseased. Even my vision is impaired, I'm losing my hair. 'Cos when I hold her in my arms. I feel like Fred Astaire Lovesick, my
Nicoderm patch and a Marlboro red. Wild turkey out the bottle gauz covers where the wrists bled. Begged and pled and fled rockin' a hospital gown brain dead. Hitched a ride with a guy named Fred
Well I miss you baby. I've been thinking lately. That you don't need me anymore. You'd be better with Fred Astaire. He could take you anywhere. If you ask him to And God knows. That it's a
the fabric of society. Collective consciousness controls what you see. (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country control your soul). (Let your country
Our romance won't end on a sorrowful note,. Though by tomorrow you're gone. The song is ended, but as the songwriter wrote,. The melody lingers on. They may take you from me, I'll miss your fond c
Ok Fred, now you're a yaga yaga. Ok Fred, bully for you. Ok Fred, now you're a yaga yaga. I wanna be one too. . Ok Fred, now I'm a yaga yaga. Ok Fred, what do I do?. Ok Fred, now I'm a yaga
Ok Fred, now you're a yaga yaga. Ok Fred, bully for you. Ok Fred, now you're a yaga yaga. I wanna be one too. . Ok Fred, now I'm a yaga yaga. Ok Fred, what do I do?. Ok Fred, now I'm a yaga
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark. There's an awkward young shadow who waits in the hall. Yeah, he's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes. Things that remind him that life has
Fred sits alone at his desk in the dark. There's an awkward young shadow who waits in the hall. Yeah, he's cleared all his things and he's put them in boxes. Things that remind him that life has
