Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
Joey Ramone
When I look in your eyes
I want you, that's no surprise
I want you, you know that I do now
But I got a little girl at home
And she really, really digs me
Why would I wanna go and stray that way?
Searching for this girl with eyes of green
And I want it
She's dark and twisted like me
A creature of intrigue
She's something that you don't forget
An axe-murderess I bet
But I want her
I want her
I want her
I want her
When I look in your eyes
I want you, that's no surprise
I want you, you know that I do now
I want her
I want her
I want her
I want her
But I got a little girl at home
And she really, really digs me
Why would I wanna go and stray that way?
Searching for this girl with eyes of green
But I want her
I want her
I want her
I want her
I want it
I want it
I want it
I want it
I want her
I want her
I want her
I want her