Frances Lyrics & Chords By The Painted Word

People rush along the sidewalk, People talk about the rain, People smoke like it’s the Eve of Judgement Day People doing what they’re doing I don’t care to give a smile ...read more

I bought him at thrift town for sixty-five cents. if I had a kingdom he would be my prince. his cuteness is too much for my tolerance, frances I love you. He's got a thick neck...read more

Lean on me won't you, trust me for a while she said "I think I'm cured now" I touched her nimble fingers she was shaking like a leaf I suppose she got what she needed a kid...read more