. The best joke I ever will You're my compass, my magnetic north. You keep this old ship on course. Without you we would all be lost. So I'm begging you, to stay true When I write, you're the perfect
Black leather skirt in a leopard print shirt. Whoa. We can skip dinner, headed straight for desert. Whoa oh oh. When it feels so good then it just comes natural. Baby arch your back. Point your
Heathens from the north, yeah, hey Dress in armour, bring your sword and shield. And your lucky charm. In dragon ships we'll sail the seven seas. Under guiding stars Into battle, we will ride
Have you seen the North. That cold gray place. Don't want it's shadow anymore. On my face A man grows bitter. We're a bitter race. Some of us never get to see. A better place In the Northern
