it's two in the morning my beeper's going off i'm naked, i roll over enough is enough these bitches always calling me morning, noon, and night Gladys and Rhond...

Another night A budweiser in bed Having a fight With one of the guys in my head If love is bread Consider me poor Why do all roads Lead to betty ford I was on ...

where are you going, black-eyed girl? can you explain this tangled world? i thought that freedom was a key but here you know nothing's free at night i dream of...

this is the point where the eye and I don't meet this is the point that spells defeat i have watched your unlove written like tabloids i had to stumble on buyi...