Watch your tongue, I'll have it cut from your head.

End of passion play, crumbling away.

Hello, I've waited here for your ever long.

I don't know where I'm going.

You were in college working part-time, waiting tables.

The way you move is like a full on rainstorm.

I was a midnight rider on a could of smoke.

Beauty queen of only eighteen.

You and I go hard.

Back in black, I hit the sack.