Monday, May 12, 2008

If you make me skin my knee
By pushing me down the stairs
You better kiss my boo boo fast
A play off the truman fare

One of the boyz in the band sounds picky
Lookin to make burnt toast
That date you threw in
Was crappy at the most

Heart don't want the heart ache
Nor loss of respect for you
If you never do that to me
I will never do that to you

Make it so I understand baby
Coz I love you way up high
And don't want to scrape you off the ground
To make another try

It's hard on a heart to pull it apart
Or to beat on it everyday
And if that has to start
Then separate the game of play

Goonie golf is not like the Masters
Where every stroke counts on the play
Trick shots with roll your eyes after
Need to stay on the other fair way