by Seaway on album Sabrina the Teenage Bitch

I have nothing to say, except I hope you burn in hell. I never wanna hear your name, or see your face again You disgust me, And I'm sure your better off without me. I let my guard down, but then I met

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last of the Teenage Idols

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Best Of The Sensational Alex Harvey

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album Live At The BBC

You can call me the sheik of tomorrow, sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys, cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the softshoe banana. You can peel away my sk

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last of the Teenage Idols

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last of the Teenage Idols

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album The Last Of The Teenage Idols

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album Delilah

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album Framed / Next...

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album All Sensations (Best Of)

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by The Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album All Sensations

Part 1 You can call me the sheik of tomorrow sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the soft shoe banana You can peel away

by Sensational Alex Harvey Band on album Live At The BBC

You can call me the sheik of tomorrow, sleeping on the burning sand You can call me the king of the cowboys, cause everybody shakes my hand You can call me the softshoe banana. You can peel away my sk

by Blood Duster on album F*****g the Dead

The bleeding bitch returns She's back for revenge To soak us in her blood The terror never ends Rancid from her date Tampon up her butt My tongue will desecrate The unrelenting gore From her

by Loudermilk on album The Red Record

Get off the phone, he just broke up with his girlfriend We dyed our hair and played a show over the weekend We drive a cadillac from 1967 and in the end all God's children go to heaven Cut out of c

by Bullets And Octane on album Song for the Underdog

This is story She's a perfect bitch, the kind you like to take her innocence And leave in the morning, say goodbye. HEY! You can't make this up, this is me everything you see and I know what