Pull me from the undertow
Release me to the overflow of love
And guide me into the morrow
Hey you where you running to
Be patient and love will come to you
Hold on
Kiss me
Guilty we know we are
Of only
Being apart
Hey Plurabelle
As far as I can tell this is love
So taste the vine
It's the vinegar of love
My Plurabelle
Hey lad where you gonna go
Are you bathing in the afterglow of love
Wash me
Into the skies above
Or drown me
I can't get enough
Hey Plurabelle
As far as I can tell this is love
So taste the vine
It's the vinegar of love
My Plurabelle
The end is the beginning is the end
Hey Plurabelle
As far as I can tell this is love
So taste the vine
It's the vinegar of love
My Plurabelle
The end of love
The end of life(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
I've been running hot
You got me ticking gonna blow my top
If you start me up
If you start me up I'll never stop
You make a grown man cry
Spread out the oil, the gasoline
I walk smooth, ride in a mean, mean machine
Start it up
If you start it up
Kick on the starter give it all you got, you got, you got
I can't compete with the riders in the other heats
If you rough it up
If you like it you can slide it up, slide it up
Don't make a grown man cry
My eyes dilate, my lips go green
My hands are greasy
She's a mean, mean machine
Start it up
If start me up
Give it all you got
You got to never, never, never stop
Never, never
Slide it up
You make a grown man cry
Ride like the wind at double speed
I'll take you places that you've never, never seen
Start it up
Love the day when we will never stop, never stop
Never stop, never stop
Tough me up
Never stop, never stop, never stop
You, you, you make a grown man cry
You, you make a dead man cum
You, you make a dead man cum