Beach Boys Lyrics
Beach Boys Lyrics
"She's Goin' Bald Lyrics"
On the Old Dirt Road Lyrics
Writers: Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell on the old dirt road without a care gotta sixpence in my pocket oh I'm a millionairre oh and I would do anything to g
Writers: Leo Sayer & Frank Farrell on the old dirt road without a care gotta sixpence in my pocket oh I'm a millionairre oh and I would do anything to g
Silken hair, more silken hair
Fell on her face and no wind was blowin'
(She's goin' bald)
Silken hair, more silken hair
Lay near her pillbox down at her feet
(She'd been on a trip)
I peeked in and when I saw she'd
Lost her hair I thought I would keel
(she's goin' bald)
When she saw her shining forehead
Didn't stop she swoo
Half A Heart Lyrics
Written by Marty Stuart and Kostas Your heart's changing, our love is growing cold Something tells me I'll be moving on Some day, you'll see. just what you did to mened to the ground
(Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard I
Blew my mind
I blew my cool
I blew myself over
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na
She drew her comb acrost her scalp
And brushed what she had left
I tried to salvage what I could
And threw it in a sack
She made a b-line to her room
And grabbed all kind o' juice
She started pourin' it on her head
And thought it'd grow it back
Ah ha haaaaaa
You're too late mama
Ai
No more no more no more no more
Upside your head
Too late mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more no more no more no more
Upside
Upside your head
You're too late mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more no more no more no more
(What about it, dude?)
Written by Marty Stuart and Kostas Your heart's changing, our love is growing cold Something tells me I'll be moving on Some day, you'll see. just what you did to me
(Really flipped her wig)
Laughed so hard I
Blew my mind
I blew my cool
I blew myself over
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na na na na na na na
Fingerlickin' Good Lyrics
If it's lovin' you want, I got the thing that you need If it's love you wanna get boy, I'm gonna mess up your head I'm in the mood - I'm in the mood I'm in the mood for s
If it's lovin' you want, I got the thing that you need If it's love you wanna get boy, I'm gonna mess up your head I'm in the mood - I'm in the mood I'm in the mood for s
What a blow
Sha na na, sha na na
She drew her comb acrost her scalp
And brushed what she had left
I tried to salvage what I could
And threw it in a sack
She made a b-line to her room
And grabbed all kind o' juice
She started pourin' it on her head
And thought it'd grow it back
Ah ha haaaaaa
You're too late mama
Ai
Mr Blue Lyrics
winter sounds the crying like an old man slowly dying and the only sound, the wind that fills the trees even colder comes the moon and though it never seems too soon
n't nothin' upside your headwinter sounds the crying like an old man slowly dying and the only sound, the wind that fills the trees even colder comes the moon and though it never seems too soon
No more no more no more no more
Upside your head
Too late mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more no more no more no more
Upside
Upside your head
You're too late mama
Ain't nothin' upside your head
No more no more no more no more
(What about it, dude?)