| Song | Tortured Artist |
| Artist | Widespread Panic |
| Album | Ball |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Widespread Panic | |
| Feelin' ticklish, just met a new girl | |
| She's got a tattoo, said she remembers you | |
| Oh, one day waitin' out the rain | |
| She embroidered the portrait of a tortured artist on your sleeve | |
| Laugh at your own jokes, ooh wouldn't dare laugh at yourself | |
| What a surprise | |
| Happy, happy birthday to you | |
| Oh you're mama's little dream come true | |
| She painted the colors of the sunset with her fingers on my teepee | |
| Likes cold, cold wine, cradled in the evening sky | |
| Drinks in the deep dark reds of romance and poetry | |
| Laughs out loud as movie stars shed their tears | |
| In her sleep, she dreams with melancholoy | |
| And I know, I know I'm just like you | |
| I was leaving in a way, I'm already gone | |
| Still young, though, oozing to the radio | |
| Oh, like poetry, a tired cowboy | |
| Who just let his horse run free | |
| I know, ooh, I'm just like you | |
| Not goin' anywhere. | |
| Feel near gone, | |
| There's a van passing fast | |
| Moving in stereo | |
| Barely see her face | |
| Or maybe outline | |
| I'm not, I can barely see | |
| Even as she sleeps, oh, she laughs so long | |
| Laughing loud |
| zuo ci : Widespread Panic | |
| Feelin' ticklish, just met a new girl | |
| She' s got a tattoo, said she remembers you | |
| Oh, one day waitin' out the rain | |
| She embroidered the portrait of a tortured artist on your sleeve | |
| Laugh at your own jokes, ooh wouldn' t dare laugh at yourself | |
| What a surprise | |
| Happy, happy birthday to you | |
| Oh you' re mama' s little dream come true | |
| She painted the colors of the sunset with her fingers on my teepee | |
| Likes cold, cold wine, cradled in the evening sky | |
| Drinks in the deep dark reds of romance and poetry | |
| Laughs out loud as movie stars shed their tears | |
| In her sleep, she dreams with melancholoy | |
| And I know, I know I' m just like you | |
| I was leaving in a way, I' m already gone | |
| Still young, though, oozing to the radio | |
| Oh, like poetry, a tired cowboy | |
| Who just let his horse run free | |
| I know, ooh, I' m just like you | |
| Not goin' anywhere. | |
| Feel near gone, | |
| There' s a van passing fast | |
| Moving in stereo | |
| Barely see her face | |
| Or maybe outline | |
| I' m not, I can barely see | |
| Even as she sleeps, oh, she laughs so long | |
| Laughing loud |
| zuò cí : Widespread Panic | |
| Feelin' ticklish, just met a new girl | |
| She' s got a tattoo, said she remembers you | |
| Oh, one day waitin' out the rain | |
| She embroidered the portrait of a tortured artist on your sleeve | |
| Laugh at your own jokes, ooh wouldn' t dare laugh at yourself | |
| What a surprise | |
| Happy, happy birthday to you | |
| Oh you' re mama' s little dream come true | |
| She painted the colors of the sunset with her fingers on my teepee | |
| Likes cold, cold wine, cradled in the evening sky | |
| Drinks in the deep dark reds of romance and poetry | |
| Laughs out loud as movie stars shed their tears | |
| In her sleep, she dreams with melancholoy | |
| And I know, I know I' m just like you | |
| I was leaving in a way, I' m already gone | |
| Still young, though, oozing to the radio | |
| Oh, like poetry, a tired cowboy | |
| Who just let his horse run free | |
| I know, ooh, I' m just like you | |
| Not goin' anywhere. | |
| Feel near gone, | |
| There' s a van passing fast | |
| Moving in stereo | |
| Barely see her face | |
| Or maybe outline | |
| I' m not, I can barely see | |
| Even as she sleeps, oh, she laughs so long | |
| Laughing loud |