Number of Lyrics in Album : 8
By Ian Hunter, Fare thee well, gentle maid
I'll see you on your way
And
By Ian Hunter, Genocidal tendencies are silly to extreme
After all you're still quite
By Ian Hunter, I hear a thousand drums a million miles away
I feel
By Ian Hunter, (ian hunter)
You used to float just like a boat upon
By Ian Hunter, Well, I picked her up on a Saturday night
[Incomprehensible] poison
By Ian Hunter, Well the times gettin' hard for you little girl
I'm a
By Ian Hunter, Lonely days, lonely nights
Hoping thing's gonna turn out right
You had
By Ian Hunter, Driving off in the rain and snow
Oh, the jets ain't