Click onhighlightedlyrics to explain. Yellow moon, yellow moon, Why you keep peeping in my window? Do you know something I don't know? Did you see my baby Walking down the railroad tracks? You can tell me if the girls Ever coming back. ...
Of my moon Peep through my window You just might swoon I'll provide the ladder And leave on the bedroom light You can stand on the top rung And get an awesome sight You should see how much I'll show To please a peeping tom
Outside my window pane, oh I don't know who she is or where she's from But she's my Peeping Tom Peeping Tom, yeah She hides in shadows And never comes too close My mystery lady Haunts me like a ghost, oh I don't know who she is or where she's from But she's my Peeping ...
I'm gonna bounce you up and down on my knee. We're gonna giggle until our giggles become tickles. Until my work pants are soiled, until my spit starts to boil. Standing in your bedroom cheering with your pompoms, I'm peeping through the window. ...
I'm trying to find some hope But you're at the window! My wall's messed up by the notes That you keep on leaving You filthy pervert you are A peeping Sick, sick peeping tom! So stop peeping You sick peeping, sick peeping tom!
Mame: Haul out the holly; Well, once I taught you all to live each living day. All: Fill up the stocking, Young Patrick: But Auntie Man, it's one week from Thanksgiving Day now. All: But we need a little Christmas Right this very minute, Candles in the window, Carols at the ...
Staring out the window At places in the starlit horizon I'm waiting in the darkness For arrival But the sands of my time are running low Lost and stranded far away from home Peeping through the window in the darkness - parted in our hearts ...
This is definitely about a peeping Tom. I think the “sun in his hand” refers to the flashlight he is shining in her window. Reply Zuiderman Aug 6, 2022 At 4:54 pm “Die Herrin seiner Fantasie” = “The (female) master of his fantasy.”“Ich stehle uns das Licht der Sonne”...
I remember back in the days when I used to have to get my stroll on Didn't nobody wanna speak Now everybody peeping out their window when they hear me beating up the street Is it Dre? Is it Dre? That's what they say every single motherfucking day Yo, but I ain't tripping, I...
Head stuck to my pillow Sunshine sneaking up through the window Three birds peeping in the weeping willow And no signal I got ripped jeans cause my hand me downs holy Flaked on by my fridge like tony Guess I'll be eating all the words you say ...