Yesterday I woke up sucking a lemon

I think the lyrics to this song are insanely romantic

I need tips on how to focus and how to quit ebay

Thank you

Sincerely,
tchocky


You and your museum of lovers
The precious collection you've housed in your covers
My simpleness threatened by my own admission

 And the bags are much to heavy
 In my insecure condition
My pregnant mind is fat full with envy again

 Chorus
But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn't love another
I cant help it...you're my kind of man

Wanted and adored by attractive women
Bountiful selection at your discretion
I know I'm diving into my own destruction

So why do we choose the boys that are naughty
I don't fit in so why do you want me? (<-- ahh..this line is slightly creep-esque)

And I know I can't tame you...but I just keep trying

'Cause I love to wash in your old bathwater
Love to think that you couldn't love another
 On your list with all your other women

Chorus
But I still love to wash in your old bathwater
You make me feel like I couldn't love another
 I can't help it.. your my kind of man

Why do the good girls always want the bad boys?

 And so I pacify problems with kisses and cuddles Diligently doubtful through all kinds of troubles Then I find myself choking on all my contradictions

'Cause I still love to wash in your old bathwater Love to think that you couldn't love another
Share a toothbrush...you're my kind of man

 Chorus
I still love to wash in your old bathwater
 Make me feel like I couldn't love another
I can't help it... you're my kind of man

Hoo oo oo oo Do do dooo Dodo do do do dooo do do dooo No I can't help myself I can't help myself I still love to wash in your old bathwater

This is my naughty boy putting the moves on this redhead..


And this is the new shirt I got

peaceeeeeeeeeeeeeee