to pay the toll if I fail Or else it'll be another story to tell I'm getting to the door I can tell I'm just waiting on the day till the glory prevails
together my new girl tryna replace that but she can never be what you were to me i know you like watever told me like watever so now im hoping maybe one day
As I walked out on the streets of Laredo As I walked out on Laredo one day I spied a young cowboy wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen as
up, yep yep, another fuck up Grab your microphone, battle time shown up Any freestyle I see while I prowl I dial a new style, tell me about ooh chow Another
past The good times never seem to fucking last And now it all just seems to fade away But tomorrow is another day Now yesterday's a day away We can'
stories I'm still independent 'cause Jive couldn't afford me The meetings were boring, for real I was snoring The VP was fine, yeah she made me kinda horny But that's another
much hatred in this world today You know a lotta of us brothers and sisters Ain't gone make it to see another day At the age of 12 I was on another page
't know..... But I do know that I longed for her I longed for her so.... There were pictures of Suzy lying all about the place And in each one she bore
Red telephone sitting by my bed practically bore your name Lying alone in the twilight zone waiting for your call to come in Hadn't been for the kid who
day of the week And it would break your heart any day of the week I could break your heart any day of the week I could break your heart any day of the
day of the week. Squeeze life out of you. Wrap you in sheets. I could break your heart any day of the week. I could break your heart any day of the
bus So I'll wear my school girl skirt While you wear your lust I see you sit down in the back Trying to look real bored Another day, another girl And another
Say what you want and leave your shyness home Do what you want and write a little poem Leave it for her and live another day And you should eave it for
yesterday It's such a dull routine, somebody cut this scene It's such a boring cliche Live life, day to day Seems so passe Everything you hear and say Just another
such a dull routine, Somebody cut this scene, It's such a boring cliché. Live life, day to day, Seems so passé. Everything you hear and say, Just another
the lines) I'll be at the front, please (Front of the lines) Oh, alright Follow me Another day, another victory Another gold stripe, another star Really quite boring
path As I wander down this road not all sure where to go Sometimes the scenery can just bore you to death As I sit down and watching another day go