letra de mona lisa and the last supper - the mother hips
when a person has too much she can forget what she really needs
when you pull the spike from the flesh it is then that the wound will bleed
the drawer that i was keeping your letters in
it is filling up with hate
and then i found you arousing my counterpart
it’s a most unusual state
when a man needs a mate…
be my mona lisa, baby, whose smile doesn’t
bother me at all
be my mona lisa, baby, and hang on my wall
till i get home
so i offered up my bedroomness like unreliable advice
this you accepted reluctantly, this you accepted twice
and remember those platform shoes that you made so you could look me in the eye?
by the time you climbed up into them it was
all you could do not to cry
and still say good-bye…
be my the last supper, baby, note that just one man faces the other
be my the last supper, baby, raising a toast to the host who has suffered the most
letras aleatórias
- matthew john › letra de i d k - matthew john
- turma do balao magico › letra de mãe, me dá um dinheirinho - turma do balão mágico
- dayytona fox › letra de swang pt. 2 - dayytona fox
- lil kleine › letra de krantenwijk - lil' kleine
- rimski › letra de zauvek - rimski
- phemiec › letra de sweet - phemiec
- janelle monae and wondaland records › letra de hell you talmbout - janelle monáe and wondaland records
- dezzy › letra de dedicated - dezzy
- wrecko › letra de like a hobby - wrecko
- smokie › letra de 'til the grass grows over me - smokie