From tip to toe

The homerland, a flower blossomed in blood, The homerland, the plateau of the martyr and night, The homerland, from tip to toe in blood, The homerland, the song of a captive,

I praise with you! I”ve already get a girl lined up in one's sight, Great from tip to toe, I never saw another like her,

And as the fawn laid down its head, and tired rabbits went to bed, she split her spouse from tip to toe using her trusty garden hoe.

Ah.. I wish I could have given a country filled with boys and girls from tip to toe as a present

And you’ve scored a point with me for the tattoo Similar to you, I did some inks From tip to toe. So what?

Let me bring you songs from the wood: To make you feel much better than you could know. Dust you down from tip to toe. Show you how the garden grows.

Ah.. I wish I could have given a country filled with boys and girls from tip to toe... as a present...

Boys, listen, be silent, understand what this is about You are both talking crap, Sister, no woman is like you Ooh, from tip to toe you are both rather vain And yet you are out of style like a hippie revival

For who is better to like than one hundred mil-réis I am, I am, I am love from tip to toe I am, I am, I am love from tip to toe

High Æsir who rule above Intertwine the innermost depth with thought Accompany megin1 from tip to toe Crush primal forces between the corners of the worlds 1. Megin is an Old Norse word which refers to the Nordic pagan concept of the immanent spiritual power and ...

I'll give you mine If you give me yours I'm curious from tip to toe

And you’ve got a plus for the tattoo I just like you made myself some inks From tip to toe. So what?

Killarney town and sweet Tralee, they then crossed into Clare. When they landed on the shore they searched Kilrush from tip to toe. They searched the baths at sweet Lisdoon, likewise Milltown Malbay.

I want my chiffon Mother Hubbard, lined with Hudson Bay rat. Dress me up from top to bottom, Dress me up from tip to toe, Dress me up in silk and spinach —

makes dirt, sweat, hair, and so. I wash and daily manicure it all, from tip to toe.

Sally Bowles in a Cabaret Shaking sticks, oh what a show Russian joy, from tip to toe

I’ll set it off tonight From tip to toe, we good to go, we bout to blow-ow-ow Explosion

The minute roads of this homeland His sore, achy hands devoid of grasp From tip to toe his roses are utter verse My valiant, my lion is recumbent here.