Tempo presente e tempo passatoSono forse presenti nel tempo futuroIl tempo

volte mi sveglio la mattinaCon il cielo rosso, blu

pussy tastes like Pepsi ColaMy eyes are wide like

in the backyardPull up in your fast carYou whistling

from homeSays that you're so coolCome on, everybodyTo the boarding

greatest line in history:Baby it’s not you, it’s meWhat

back in, ahBaby, come you back in Greenwich,

I'm his little downtown baby dollI'm his little downtown baby dollHe

taste like the fourth of JulyMalt liquor on your breath,

won't cry myself to sleep like a suckerI won't cry

don't fail me now, take me to the finish

say I’m wasting time, they say that I’m no

me hard before you goSummertime sadnessI just wanted you

"Fucked My Way Up To The Top," the one track I

Songtext zu „Happiness is a du mich oder

you always doin' that?Breakin' up with me, then makin'

I've been waiting for your phone callIt's been hard to pay

is the anthem of successSo before we go out, what's

been out on that open roadBut you can be

in the backyard, pull up in your fast carWhistling