he was the satisfied employee lots of so hard work and no salary the quickly thrown out
Christmas tree what about all the loving and the sympathy you're just a disappointed little birthday child although your presents didn't please you and you start to cry and tonight, what are you going to do tonight? [Chorus:]
Drive dead slow cause the road is slippy
Drive dead slow 'cause it's still slippy keep it so low tonight she's the comedian queen with a cruel joke a false alarm and a poisoned coke the relentless killer without regrets and none of us phone to say: what a threat
She wheels you out,