March 2012
February 2012
“You got my heart, now you want my body?
Keep my cool, girl, you lucky you’s a hottie” —Foxy
Keep my cool, girl, you lucky you’s a hottie” —Foxy
“I see things I actually don’t see
I knew it wasn’t actually you a few feet from my reach
I looked into your eyes and I began to lose my teeth
And I felt that you were dreaming the same thing” —
I knew it wasn’t actually you a few feet from my reach
I looked into your eyes and I began to lose my teeth
And I felt that you were dreaming the same thing” —
Down To Your Soul
Right Away, Great Captain!
And I know you don’t know
What I’m capable of
But if you’d give me just one more minute, I’m sure
That you would be shaking right down to your soul
And I’d hope that the fear of the Lord brings me home
I think my idea of heaven is all the beer you can drink, and you can just sit in a room and play guitar or bass or any kind of instrument you want to your heart’s content.
