| 4161 |
Lipstick on your collar said you were untrue. Bet your bottom dollar, you and I are through. |
Connie Francis, |
Lipstick On Your Collar |
| 4162 |
Little whispers circle around your head, why don't you worry about yourself instead. |
Metallica, |
Holier Than Thou |
| 4163 |
May the bird of paradise fly up your nose, may an elephant caress you with his toes, may your wife be plagued with runners in her hose. |
Little Jimmy Dickens, |
May The Bird Of Paradise Fly Up Your Nose |
| 4164 |
Na na na na, na na na na, hey hey hey, good-bye. |
Steam, |
Na Na Hey Hey Kiss Him Goodbye |
| 4165 |
One thing I think you should know, I ain't going to miss you when you go. |
Fleetwood Mac, |
Second Hand News |
| 4166 |
Out of our way mister, you best keep. |
Bruce Springsteen, |
Racing In The Street |
| 4167 |
Please don't stand so close to me. |
The Police, |
Don't Stand So Close To Me |
| 4168 |
Ram it up your poop chute. |
Frank Zappa, |
Broken Hearts Are For Assholes |
| 4169 |
R-E-S-P-E-C-T, find out what it means to me. |
Otis Redding; Aretha Franklin, |
Respect |
| 4170 |
Rot in time, it's time you know, to your master, off you go. |
Megadeth, |
Liar |
| 4171 |
Save your breath for someone else, and credit me with something more. |
Lush, |
Ladykillers |
| 4172 |
See you later, alligator. After a while, crocodile. |
Bill Haley and his Comets, |
See You Later Alligator |
| 4173 |
She'll never know that I'm the best that she'll never have. |
Bowling for Soup, |
Girl All The Bad Guys Want |
| 4174 |
Since my feet are now fast and point away from the past, I'll bid farewell and be down the line. |
Bob Dylan, |
Restless Fairwell |
| 4175 |
Sit and spin 'til you rot on the cosmic utensil. |
Frank Zappa, |
Packard Goose |
| 4176 |
So kiss me hard, cause this will be the last time that I let you. You will be back someday, and this awkward kiss that tells of other people's lips will be of service to keeping you away. |
Dashboard Confessional, |
Best Deceptions |
| 4177 |
So walk away, don't turn around, cause I won't be standing here. Cause all the lies that I've been living through are becoming very clear. |
Tantric, |
Mourning |
| 4178 |
Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't joking when I said goodbye. |
Ani DiFranco, |
Firedoor |
| 4179 |
Sweet freedom whispered in my ear, you're a butterfly, and butterflies are free to fly, fly away, high-away, bye-bye. |
Elton John, |
Someone Saved My Life Tonight |
| 4180 |
Take your empty words, your broken promises, and all the time you stole. Cause I'm done with this. |
Good Charlotte, |
Predictable |