In order to print songs, you must log in or register first
|
Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
|
|
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a...
|
|
While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
|
|
Your real daddy was dyin'
|
|
sorry you didn't see him, but I'm glad we talked
|
|
Oh I, oh, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey...oh...
|
|
Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room
|
|
She said I'm ready...for you
|
|
I can't remember anything to this very day
|
|
'Cept the look, the look...
|
|
Oh, you know where, now I can't see, I just stare...
|
|
I, I, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, boy, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive, yeah
|
|
Ooh yeah... yeah yeah yeah...
|
|
oh...oh...
|
|
Is something wrong, she said
|
|
Well of course there is
|
|
You're still alive, she said
|
|
Oh, and do I deserve to be
|
|
Is that the question
|
|
And if so... if so...
|
|
who answers... who answers...
|
|
I, oh, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
|
|
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
|
|
Yeah I, ooh, I'm still alive
|
|
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
|
Printed at -
