Fuck You Serv
She paints an empty canvas
when she is afraid
she built a falling castle
with her body of sand
and although lost she found love in the eyes of him
shoulder she could fall on
was never taken in
and all the rain is falling
and the side walks are stained
with roses from her brushes and
the pictures from her hands
oh
she cries a little harder
she only cried to me
now if she called my name
I would have ran to catch her
And the only tear left now comes from me
So now I say these words to say to you
I find it so hard to lose her
The greate
when she is afraid
she built a falling castle
with her body of sand
and although lost she found love in the eyes of him
shoulder she could fall on
was never taken in
and all the rain is falling
and the side walks are stained
with roses from her brushes and
the pictures from her hands
oh
she cries a little harder
she only cried to me
now if she called my name
I would have ran to catch her
And the only tear left now comes from me
So now I say these words to say to you
I find it so hard to lose her
The greate
Pretty Thing
(Ellas McDaniel) 1956
You pretty thing,
Let me buy you a wedding ring,
Let me hear the choir sing,
Oh you pretty thing.
You pretty thing,
Let me walk you down the aisle,
Darling, it's where our love is found,
Oh you pretty thing.
Let me kiss you gentle,
Squeeze and hold you tight,
Let me give all my love,
The rest of my life.
You pretty thing,
Let me hold you by my side,
And become my blushing bride,
You pretty thing,
Pretty thing,
Let me dedicate my life,
You will always be my wife,
Oh you pretty thing.