Letras de canciones

I saw daddy kissing Santa Claus Underneath the mistletoe Last night He didn t see me creep down the stairs […]

You better watch out, You better not cry, You better not pout And im telling you why Santa claus is

[originally by the who] I don t mind all the guys dancing with my girl That s fine, i know

To live and not to breathe Is to die in tragedy To run, to run away To find what you

Dearly beloved, are you listening? I can t remember a word that you were saying Are we demented? Or am

As soon as you re born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all

At the center of the earth In the parking lot of the 7-11 where I was taught The motto was

Here they come marching pown the street Like a desperation murmur of a heart beat Coming back from the egde

Risin up, back on the street Did my time, took my chances Went the distance now I m back on

Let s get drunk and go out driving Let s see just how quickly we can goooooo Let s get

Started at the age of 4 My mother went to the grocery store Went sneaking through her bedroom door To

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you Caught up in circles Confusion is nothing