Number of Lyrics in Album : 5
By Copeland, She calls out to the man on the street "Sir can
By Copeland, Baby sneeezes Mommy pleases Daddy breezes in. So good on
By Copeland, Call up, ring once, hang up the phone. To let
By Copeland, She can kill with a smile She can wound with her
By Copeland, Watching every motion in my foolish lover's game. On this endless