i dont know what it is i want
but i know what i don't want.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
because you know you wanna know....
. Mac Lethal X Mike D's car .
. tip your bartender .
. for my love of PORNkins .
. Lovin' .
. s'more lovin' .
. Me as the Pickle Predator doin' the robot on tha clock .
i'm talking about the blues!
I walked 47 miles on barbed-wire,
Cobra-snake for a necktie.
Built a house by the roadside,
Made of rattlesnake hide.
Brand new chimney up on top,
Made out of human skulls.
Come on baby take a walk with me,
Tell me who do you love?
Who do you love, now?
Who do you love, now?
Who do you love, babe?
I say: Who now, who do you love?
Tombstone head and a graveyard mind,
Just 22 and I don't mind dying.
Rode around the town with a rattlesnake whip,
Come on baby don't give me no lip.
Labels:
blues,
Jim Morrison,
John Desnmore,
Lyrics,
The Doors
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