Anna Bradley Lyrics & Chords By Anna Bradley

In the café on Main They would meet and play Those games that lovers play He'd kiss her, and she'd pull back He remembers all those in-love heart attacks Best kept...read more

Citronella lives on my block She rides the bus with me Citronella gets off on the second bus stop She's the prettiest girl in the eighth grade Citronella, I love you I just...read more

This is insulting I can't relate to nothing Got me started I hold it but nothing comes close I don't know you Set forth Before they have no real force Hold it there ...read more