handsolo

maybe once...
a breath away.
i find the words to say..

i'll sit and light tha bong.
i'll hold my hit in real long..

i dont know if i can.
go up inside of you tonite..
oh, mary baby..
i could do you right

you've heard the line b4
baby
oh please dont think that im a whore..
you come home with me..
turn off the light
lock the door
start gettin busy..

i dont know if i can..
go so far up inside you tonite..

when we got to tha pad...
babe mary started calling me her dad...

mary babe your dad is comming home...

my place,
is not a home..
dont make no difference
but i have found..
that i neeeed a place to stay..
now your here...
thats just the price i pay

uhh BIG SALTY TEARS
is what i taste...
as i cry

at your house...
tonite.
all those break lights that are in front of me...
make me... ahhh wanna get on..

im at the age.where i realize...
the liquor store.
wont bring you back.

i must be gettin old...
im at the drive thru...
makin my face more
fat fat fat fat

ahhh BIG SALTY TEARS...