My, look at the price. This could be nice. You’ve covered all your bases.
I’d like to rest my heavy head tonight on a bed of California stars.
And the Canterbury Tales will shoot up to the top of the best seller list and stay there for 27 weeks…
Baseballs travel further when you watch them fly. Apples fatten on the trees when you walk by.
We wait in the summertime. We miss you in the summertime.
One time you were a glowing young ruffian. Oh my god, it was a million years ago.
One more time, one more time, color flashing neon sign. Advertising a friend of my distraction, latest attraction.
But I reached into my pocket found three twenties and a ten, it feels so good feelin’ good again.
Down in Dealey Plaza, the tourists mill about. And I am far from where we live, and I have not learned how to forgive, but I will wait, I will wait, I will wait.
A look at the MLB Rule 5 draft, and some interesting names in the Triple-A phase.
If this isn’t what you see, it doesn’t make you blind. Yeah, if this doesn’t make you feel, it doesn’t mean you’ve died.
Do you know how the west was won? I fixed my speed in the middle lane, turned on the radio.
I *am* big, it’s the prospects that got small.
Nothing new and nothing old, the chilling warmth of the scorching cold.
There is a wait so long (so long, so long). You’ll never wait so long.
And it’s gonna be just you and me today, waiting for the other shoe to drop in Tampa Bay.