 on your scene. I can give you what you want, but you got to come home with me. I forgot some good old lovin' and I got some mowin' snow. When I get through throwin' on you, you got to come runnin' back for more. Goes a-runnin' along and down by the dozen. I ain't done with what drugs don't love. Hey, little thing, let me light your candle calls. Mama, I'm sure I'll die when I get around.