Yardsailing Lyrics
Yardsailing Lyrics |
||
|
|
|
| Browse by artist name | Search in artists | Browse by soundtrack |
| A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # | A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z # |
Yardsailing Lyricsby Juliana Hatfield Buy album CD: Other Songs J - W Hey pal, take this piece of my, my (Take this piece of my, my back string) Leaving, sailing, flying (Hating, Hey pal, fateful, good sad) You got the capacity and you're so fucking lucky Living up above the street; you're so fucking lucky All your hair and bones and teeth, and you're so fucking lucky Jesus Christ I wanna meet; you're so fuckin lucky Smoke, coughing, smoking, poking (Smoke, coughing, smoke, poking) Hey pal, good sad, for reach out (Make it last, it won't set sailing) You got the capacity, and you're so fucking lucky Living high above the street; you're so fucking lucky Cut your chances nearly in half I'm shut out of many good things You take a little when you can; you're so fucking lucky Jesus Christ, a perfect plan (man); you're so fucking lucky
|
|
|||||||||
| DMCA Policy | Add/correct lyrics | Request lyrics | Links | Privacy | Contact us | © STLyrics.com 2002 - | |||||||||
