Romeos

There's a Boy With a Little Black Dog

There's a Boy With a Little Black Dog

And He Looks At His Watch For a While

And the Falling Years Wash Away His Make Up

And the Falling Years Wash Away His Make Up

Just Like Rain On the Fading Snow

He's a Lonesome Streetside Romeo

You Can See Him From Your Window Tonite

This World's a Devided Place, You Know

He's Awaiting You

We're All Lonesome Streetside Romeos

You Can See Us From Your Window Tonite

We All Change Our Points of View Sometimes

We're Awaiting You

All the Boys Are Locked in a Fortress

All the Girls Are Locked in a Fortress

Just Because It's a Crime It Could Be, It Could Be

Flesh and Blood in Iron and Steel

Flesh and Blood in Iron and Steel

Just Because It's a Crime It Could Be, It Could Be

We're All Lonesome...