Do you remember me and you?. In that new silver van. So excited just to be on tour. Lived every day without a plan. . We never shared a room as kids. On the road we did every night.
We are lying in words and you see. This is the way we go when its not around. I know all of the things that you try. To tell me the ways that the world is not your crown.
I could be wrong but Im pretty sure it gon. Take a little more than one song to make you love me. But here we go on with the show. Baby I could be your juggling monkey.
Now dig this, you tickle me. Some things I should never see. My funk teacher, he told me. I can't get off of the E. . Getting off the Brillo hunt, what you got is what I want.
wander back to memphis. wander back to lille. wander back to what's his name. the memory of him still. wander back to brooklyn. wander back to spain. wonder what he's doing now.
Baby, I'm king. Baby, I'm king. Baby, I'm king. Because I'm sittin' here. Baby, I'm king. . Baby, I hurt. Baby, I hurt. Baby, I hurt. Because I'm missin' you.
Babe, I just want you to prove it. Just give me some faith and I'll give you some time. Between these basement walls. I will show you what love really feels, like.
Oooh, oooh. Oooh, oooh. . [Verse:]. Money ain't a issue of mine. I need a man who can take over the spot of ya mind. I need somebody with a strong bank plan.
Bring it on, bring it on. Bring it on, bring it on. (Break it down). Bring it on, bring it on. Bring it on, baby, just bring it on. . Bring it on, bring it on.
BUILD BACK UP. . Life's a castle made of sand. How it stays together I don't understand. And it never seems to turn out exactly as I planned. But I work it out.
Caught a plane to Birmingham. Leaving you was my plan. Then head on south by any means. Thought I might blend in 'round New Orleans. . But when the plane got off the ground.
I'm waitin' baby. Between the lines. Believin'is deceivin'. Watch you move. Brand new new walk. Body talks - in a word. Body talks, baby, yeah. You make me shiver - just a quiver.
Got the blues in the morning. I believe that's far too long. Got the blues in the morning. Now babe it stayed too long. It's hardcore babe but I gotta sing this song.
No time, for weepin' baby. No tears need flow. Let no one tell you. How you should grow - Yeah. . Stretched to the limit honey. Locked in the hole. Hung out to dry.
John Marascalco. Robin Hood Music Co.-BMI. . Back door Sally won't you let me in. I'm out here in the alley can't you hear me knocking. I'm nervous as a pussycat in a dog pound.
Yo listen up here's a story. About a little guy that lives in a blue world. And all day and all night and everything he sees. Is just blue like him inside and outside.
People smile at me and ask me what it is. That makes them want to be just like I am. So I just point to you and tell them, yes it's true. I'm no special one, I'm just one man.
Line of sight, speed of sound. Feel of flesh the long way down. Flash of light you look around it's over. You're OK, but I'm a mess. It's the way it goes I guess.
Its been five years come this autumn, she remembers well the day. The day the fever got him, and took him far away. Far away from always knowing that the love they shared was true.
Billy Gray rode into Gantry back in '83. There he did meet young Sarah McCray. The wild rose of morning that pale flower of dawning. Herald of springtime in his young life that day.