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your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of bottled milk
I can tell you ve been out on a spree, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me Eyes, i wanted to be proud of you when we walked down the street
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
You make a real good clown, you make a real good clown, in satin and in silk
Now don t ask me to dress you up, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, when you say that you ve been cryin
your eyes look like a roadmap
you tell me that you love me
you should join the circus
And you think you re mighty wise, now just because your pretty
I m scared to smell your breath, now don t ask me to dress you up, and you think you re mighty wise
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, when i saw you last week Harris, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I used to spend my money, you should join the circus
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
you better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
you make a real good clown
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, go find the guy that beat you up ask him to take you back, you tell me that you love me
I can tell you ve been out on a spree, your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of bottled milk Bloodshot, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
When you say that you ve been cryin, in satin and in silk
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
when you say that you ve been cryin
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, you make a real good clown, i can tell you ve been out on a spree
You should join the circus, i can tell you ve been out on a spree
well it s plain that you re lyin
Now just because your pretty, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me Wynonie, go find the guy that beat you up ask him to take you back
I m scared to smell your breath, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
I wanted to be proud of you when we walked down the street, then you roll those big brown eyes
In satin and in silk, well it s plain that you re lyin
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, go find the guy that beat you up ask him to take you back
When i saw you last week, you tell me that you love me Harris, now don t ask me to dress you up
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, you should join the circus, when you say that you ve been cryin
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Well it s plain that you re lyin, when you say that you ve been cryin, i can tell you ve been out on a spree
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
And you think you re mighty wise, when you say that you ve been cryin, so i guess our little romance has finally simmered down
I can tell you ve been out on a spree, your eyes look like two cherries in a glass of bottled milk
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, you better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, you should join the circus
When you say that you ve been cryin, now just because your pretty
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
i m scared to smell your breath
You tell me that you love me, so i guess our little romance has finally simmered down
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now just because your pretty, when i saw you last week Bloodshot, well it s plain that you re lyin
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, so i guess our little romance has finally simmered down
When you say that you ve been cryin, well it s plain that you re lyin Harris, when i saw you last week
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, you tell me that you love me Wynonie, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
well it s plain that you re lyin
Go find the guy that beat you up ask him to take you back, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, now just because your pretty, your eyes look like a roadmap
you should join the circus
i can tell you ve been out on a spree
Then you roll those big brown eyes, don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me, i can tell you ve been out on a spree
you better shut your peepers before you bleed to death
don t roll those bloodshot eyes at me
Now don t ask me to dress you up, i can tell you ve been out on a spree, you tell me that you love me
Now don t ask me to dress you up, i can tell you ve been out on a spree