Hannah honey was a peachy kind of girl Her eyes were hazel And her nose were slightly curved We spent a lonely night at the Memory Motel It's on the ocean, I guess you know it well It took a starry to steal my breath awa.. Read »

Little Indian girl, where is your mama? Little Indian girl, where is your papa? He's fighting in the war in the streets of Masaya All the children were dead, except the one girl who said Please Mister Gringo, please find.. Read »

Well, she draw out all her money out from Southern Trust And put a little boy aboard a Greyhound bus Leaving Louisiana for the Golden West Down came her tears from her happiness Her own little son named Johnny B. Goode W.. Read »

Mmm yeah! (Woo, woo) Women think I'm tasty, but they're always tryin' to waste me Make me burn the candle right down But, baby, baby, don't need no jewels in my crown Cause all you women is low down gamblers Cheatin' l.. Read »

[Verse 1: Mark, Jeno, Chenle, Renjun] In the morning when you wake up Thinking 'bout how you wanna run away from here Wanna cry and disappear There's something that you need to hear Every night you become my sky 'Cause.. Read »

It is the evening of the day I sit and watch the children play Smiling faces I can see But not for me I sit and watch As tears go by My riches can't buy everything I want to hear the children sing All I hear is the.. Read »

Worked the bars and sideshows along the twilight zone Only a crowd can make you feel so alone And it really hit home Booze and pills and powders, you can choose your medicine Well here's another goodbye to another good fr.. Read »

I was a butcher cutting up meat My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet I was a surgeon 'til I start to shake I was a-falling 'til you put on the brakes Hey, hey, you got me rocking now Hey, hey, you got me rocking.. Read »

I was a butcher cutting up meat My hands were bloody, I'm dying on my feet I was a surgeon 'til I start to shake I was a-falling 'til you put on the brakes Hey, hey, you got me rocking now Hey, hey, you got me rocking.. Read »

… If I could stick my pen in my heart And spill it all over the stage Would it satisfy ya, would it slide on by ya Would you think the boy is strange? Ain't he strange? … If I could win ya, if I could sing ya A lo.. Read »