Son Of A Gun The Vaselines

Gun gun son of a gun, You are the only one,? And no one else can take my place. The sun shines in the bedroom when you play, And the raining always starts when you go away.

Dum Dum The Vaselines

I'm a real dum-dum, I'm a son of a gun, I was born to walk, but I wanted to walk, I'm a real dum-dum, I even left my mom, Cause I get on my knees, and I do what I please.

Dum-Dum The Vaselines

I'm a real dum-dum, I'm a son of a gun, I was born to walk, but I wanted to walk, I'm a real dum-dum, I even left my mom, Cause I get on my knees, and I do what I please.

Sex Sux (Amen) The Vaselines

I was born up an original sin, Brought my two time in her slim virgin, Father, Son and the Holy Ghost, I'm the Sacred host, with the most.

Let's Get Ugly The Vaselines

"Time and again, I think to myself, Oh, watch me, One less gun shell, You are, You are, You are, ugly You are, You are, You are, ugly Oh, watch me, That's her alone, I've started to cry, I've started to

Jesus Wants Me For A Sunbeam The Vaselines

Jesus don't want me for a sunbeam 'Cause sunbeams are not made like me And don't expect me to cry For all the reasons you had to die Don't ever ask your love of me.

No Hope The Vaselines

I've lived my life on the edge of a knife, And I can't give it up. In the fast lane of misery and pain, And I can't give it up. I've had a good time on the weeds and the wine, And I can't give it up.

Rory Rides Me Raw The Vaselines

Galloping through the morning dew, There is only one thing that I want to do to you, And its true that I'm going to do it soon.

You Think You're A Man The Vaselines

You think you're a man, You are only a boy. You think you're a man You are only a toy. You think you're a man But you just couldn't see You weren't man enough to satisfy me.

John Jones Rudy Mills

John Jones you son of a gun you're the son of a gun John Jones you son of a gun you son of a gun You take my woman you make me run You make my friends all laugh at me John Jones you son of a gun you're

John Jones Madness

John Jones, you son of a gun John Jones, you son of a gun You take my woman, you make me run You make my friends all laugh at me John Jones, you son of a gun John Jones, you son of a gun You call yourself

The Day I Was A Horse The Vaselines

They say the story, and I hope it don't bore ya, About they day I was a horse, He said I've been a mourning and a better be a coming, And he changed into a horse. Where'd he go? I don't know.

Oliver Twisted The Vaselines

Once I had a friend called Oliver Twisted, Who used to think he was a brand and gifted, Stupendisly handsome, Beautifully smart, He had no heart.

Teenage Superstars The Vaselines

I'm a teenage Jesus superstar without a mighty cross to bear, And when mom complains about my hair, I say hey mom I just don't care.

Velvet Son Maximilian Hecker

I came by to jingle in your armoury As you fought all the sounds in me At the time of escapades up in the mountains The sound of the bells embraced me I came by to tinkle in your garden As you taught all

Monsterpussy The Vaselines

Monsterpuss, monsterpuss, Meow, my monsterpuss, Monsterpuss, monsterpuss, Meow, my monsterpuss, I'm gonna skin it and wear it as a hat, On my head, everyday when it's dead.

Bitch The Vaselines

I'm a real bitch I'm a twisted witch I'll screw you around When you're feeling down I wander around with my nose in the air I bug all these losers, but I don't care They might think they're better than

Dying For It The Vaselines

She said to me, would you like to be, I got plenty of time,? It's gonna take some time. Ah I'm hanging out. I'm hanging out baby, I'm hanging out, Ah I'm hanging out.

Dying For It (The Blues) The Vaselines

She said to me, would you like to be, I got plenty of time, It's gonna take some time. Ah I'm hanging out. I'm hanging out baby, I'm hanging out, Ah I'm hanging out.

Granddaddy's Gun Blake Shelton

It sits above the mantle on a couple rusty nails And it's worth a bunch of money but it damn sure ain't for sale The good Lord only knows all the stories it could tell Granddaddy's gun He bought it new

Gun Uncle Tupelo

if you find yourself standing at the end of your line looking for a piece of something maybe a piece of mind fed up, lost, and run down nowhere to hold on tired of, take your place at the end son we'll

Son Of A Gun Black Oak Arkansas

Some say I’m a no account Back where I come from I ain’t good for nothin’ Except just to run But all I got to say To the likes of them I’m tired of workin’ For the other man I want to see the world I want

Hairy The Vaselines

I can do without you, I've come this far on my own, I don't need any helping hand, Cause I'm, I'm a man.

Loaded Gun The Living End

With a loaded gun, With a loaded gun, In our hands. We can end life. We can decide, The fate of a man. (Yeah!) Did you hear what happened, to that poor man, at the station tonight?

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Harry Connick Jr.

Goodbye Joe me gotta go me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and file gumbo

Son Of A Gun Bruce Dickinson

to hate like him Oh kill for killing, live to die Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun Ride on you son of a gun, yeah Ride on you son of a gun, ride on, ride into the setting sun

Gun. My Chemical Romance

[x6] Well As soon as I get my gun I’ll point it out the window at the setting sun As soon as I get my gun I’ll tell you all about it when you fall in love As soon as I get my gun I’m gonna make a

JAMBALAYA Emmylou Harris

JAMBALAYA Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou Jambalaya,

Jambalaya (LP Version) Emmylou Harris

Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a

Jambalaya (Remastered Album Version) Emmylou Harris

Goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have good fun on the bayou Jambalaya, a-crawfish pie and-a

Machine Gun Slowdive

See you walking and I know shes my friend, again Just the weight of the water drags me down, again Guess I\'ll think of the water its my friend, oh yea It\'s just the way that the water makes me feel

Son Of A Gun Nirvana

Up, up, up, and down Turn, turn, turn around Round, round, round about And over again Gun, gun, son of a gun You are the only one That makes any difference To what I say The sun shines in the

Jambalaya Doug Kershaw

Well, goodbye Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go to pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh I am a son of a gun, we gonna have big fun on the bayou Yeah, jambalaya

Butcher's Son Bertine Zetlitz

I'm the butcher's son Softly killing With my homemade gun Shocking, shocking As we passed the hardware store You said I was the one who wasn't sane Driving by the rookie camp you said You wouldn't hold

Prodigal Son Sevendust

I go Who will I become I'm coming on like an elephant gun Reaching for the piece of mind that I can't find The sun keeps fading away Searching for a feeling that will never come The return of the prodigal

Jambalaya Pat Boone

Woh Jambalaya, crawfish pie, fillet gumbo 'Cause tonight I'm-a gonna see my machez amio Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-oh Son of a gun, gonna have big fun on the bayou Goodbye Joe, me gotta

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Pat Boone

Oh Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fillet gumbo `Cause tonight I`m gonna see my ma cher amio Pick guitar fill fruit jar and be gay o Son of a gun we`ll have big fun on the bayou Good bye Joe me gotta

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) (1991 Remix) Carpenters(카펜터스)

Son-of-a-gun, we\'ll have big fun on the Bayou Thibodaux, fontaineaux the place is buzzin\' A kin-folk come to see Yvonne by the dozen Dress in style they go hog wild, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we

Jambalaya Carpenters

Goodbye Joe, he gotta go, me oh my oh He gotta go -- pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and

Father's Son Tori Amos

Steady girl on your feet You and your wonderings Bread can feed a few So can some cartoons So it ends so it begins I'm my father's son Plant another seed of hate In a trusting virgin gun Steady girl for

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) The Carpenters

Good bye Joe he gotta go me oh my oh He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) (1991 Remix) The Carpenters

Good bye Joe he gotta go me oh my oh He gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou His Yvonne the sweetest one me oh my oh Son of a gun we'll have big fun on the bayou Thibodaux Fontaineaux the place is

Jambalaya(On The Bayou) Carpenters

Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Unknown

Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou. Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and fil?

JAMBALAYA Carpenters

Good-bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Fats Domino

me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou. my yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. son of a gun, we\'ll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) (Single Version) Brenda Lee

Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou. My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh. Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.

Jambalaya Paul Anka

Good bye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a craw fish pie

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) (Album Ver.) The Carpenters

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and

Jambalaya (On The Bayou) Various Artists

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and