My parents' bedroom is far from mine, so I have to wonder
What the noise is every night that sounds a lot like thunder.
We don't live near the seashore, but almost every morn
I'm awakened by a noise that sounds like a foghorn.
It's louder than the sound of barking dogs at night
Or a fireworks explosion that lights the sky real bright.
A chainsaw cutting logs doesn't make as much din,
Nor did the wall coming down way over in Berlin.
A jet plane at takeoff will get your attention quick,
As will a jackhammer engaged in busting up some brick.
But neither equals the clamor from Mom and Dad's bedroom,
Worse than a stick of dynamite at the moment of KABOOM!
At last, I figured out the source of all the raucous roaring.
It was only good old Dad engaging in some snoring
Mom says: "I don't mind; it's a Godsend
That all that wind isn't coming out the other end."
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
I know there's something great in me,
Something I struggle to find.
The days and
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
I've hunted near, I've hunted far
I even looked inside my car.
I've lost my glass
To love another with all of your heart
Can be seen as a work of art.
You are blinded by shame
For all you have done
It hurts me so bad
That I
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
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