8 Ball Songtext

Lyrics for "8 Ball"

RACING UP AND DOWN

OH THESE HOLLYWOOD HILLS

WHY THE FROWN LITTLE GIRL

WE ARE HOME, HOME, HOME,

DRINK AND SMOKE AND HOTRAIL

OH TIL THE FEEL IS KILLED

WHY THE FROWN LITTLE GIRL

WE ARE HOME WHY SHOULD WE SLOW DOWN?

WHAT'S THAT SOUND LITTLE GIRL?

WE ARE ALONE IN THIS DARK WORLD

PACING UP AND DOWN

OH THIS WINDING STAIRCASE THAT LEADS YOU ANYWHERE OH BUT THE LIGHT

YOU SAY YOU PREFER TO STARE INTO THE STARLESS SKY AT NIGHT OHHHH

WE ARE HOME, HOME, HOME,

DRINK AND SMOKE AND HOTRAIL

WE ARE HOME, HOME, HOME,

WONDERING OH WHEN WE FELL?



OH YEAH AND FLEETWOOD MAC TIPPED MY BOYFRIEND

AN LA CHRISTMAS SNOW DIPPED 8 BALL

I LISTENED TO SOCALSING IN JOY AS

THE CRYSTAL SHIP ARRIVED WITH IT'S HAUL



YOU GET DIRTY KNEES ON SHOPPING SPREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOMEHOME

WE ALL PAY SMALL FEES, GET LOST IN THE TREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOME, HOME

YOU GET DIRTY KNEES ON SHOPPING SPREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOMEHOME

WE ALL PAY SMALL FEES, GET LOST IN THE TREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOME, HOME



SLUTTING UP AND DOWN

OH THESE HOLLYWOOD HILLS

WHY THE FROWN LITTLE GIRL

WE ARE HOME, HOME, HOME

SHUTTING OUT YOUR HEART

TO THE LOVE THAT LIES BESIDE YOU

AND LIES BLEEDING IN THIS MESS ON YOUR FLOOR

WHY CAN'T WE SLOW DOWN?

FEEDING LIKE A TRAPPED VAMPIRE WHORE

WHY CAN'T WE TURN AROUND?

SUCKING UP THIS TOWN

OH THESE HOLLYWOOD HILLS

WHY THE FROWN LITTLE GIRL

YOU LOVE TO BLOW, BLOW, BLOW

FUCKING UP & DROWNING YOUR SOUL

IS NOT THE ROW TO HOE

OH NO! IT'S ANOTHER SNOW STORM

TO LOSE YOUR SOUL IN

ANOTHER CHUNK OF YOUR HEART IS TORN

UNTIL IT'S FORGOTTEN





OH YEAH AND FLEETWOOD MAC TIPPED MY BOYFRIEND

AN LA CHRISTMAS SNOW DIPPED 8 BALL

I LISTENED TO SOCALSING IN JOY AS

THE CRYSTAL SHIP ARRIVED WITH IT'S HAUL



YOU GET DIRTY KNEES ON SHOPPING SPREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOMEHOME

WE ALL PAY SMALL FEES, GET LOST IN THE TREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOME, HOME

YOU GET DIRTY KNEES ON SHOPPING SPREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOMEHOME

WE ALL PAY SMALL FEES, GET LOST IN THE TREES

YOU GO HOME, HOME, HOME, HOME



Copyright 2007 Beau Phillips
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