When the only sound on the empty street. Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet. That belong to a lonesome cop. I open shop. When the moon so long has been gazing down.
It's going 'round the town. It's going 'round the town. It's going 'round the town. You're so lovable. . My baby gave me notice to quit. I just can't get used to it.
(Kurt Weill/Maxwell Anderson). Before Lord God made the sea and the land. He held all the stars in the palm of his hand. And they ran through his fingers like grains of sand.
Outside my window not long before sleep arrives. They come with their sirens and they sweep away all the boys. Busy draining the joy from their lives.
If on every ocean the ship is a throne. And for each mast cut down another sapling is grown. Then I could believe that I'm bound to find. A better life than I left behind.
I don't like those other guys looking at your curves. I don't like you walking 'round with physical jerks. Everything they say and do is getting on my nerves.
Little triggers that you pull with your tongue. Little triggers, I don't wanna be hung up, strung up. When you don't call up. . Little sniggers on your lips.
In chocolate town all the trains are painted brown. In the silver paper of the wrapper. There's a dapper little man. And he wears a wax mustache. . That he twists with nicotine fingers.
I would have waited all my life. Just to make love out of something other than spite. But the beauty is the beast you're baiting. Should really be worth the waiting.
You can take a powder, you can take a drink. You can keep the shrink and the kitchen sink. You can write my name in Heaven in invisible ink. But just leave me feeling when there's no time to think.
Little boxes on the hillside,. Little boxes made of ticky-tacky,. Little boxes, little boxes,. Little boxes, just the same.. There's a green one and a pink one.
I arose and Marigold lay down with Curious Iris. Cherry gave to Victor her prudence and her virus. FOr the sake of purity I can recall the time and place.
Don't say you love me when it's just a rumour. Don't say a word if there is any doubt.. Sometimes I think that love is just a tumour;. you've got to cut it out..
You left the motor running. But I know you're so attractive. Getting in some sharp practice. You better not do anything reckless. . But everybody is going through the motions.
Shall I wear a buttonhole to jog your memory?. So you'll recall the promise. That I swore you made to me when we were younger. You look sorry for yourself but what about?.
You could have a great career,. And you should;. Yes you should.. Only one thing stops you dear:. You're too good;. Way too good!. . If you want a future, darlin',.
I wasn't very indiscreet and yet. That is a notion that I might as well forget. Friends look at me these days with fond surprise. But when I start to speak they roll their eyes.
Hear what I say. See what I do. Believe me now I'm all over you. All over you. I know a place. A certain very tender spot. To have and to hold. To have and have not.
Bentley said to Craig, "Let him have it Chris". They still don't know today just what he meant by this. Craig fired the pistol, but was too young to swing.
(words: costello, music: nieve). Here's a thought to dwell upon,. Daddy's girl is almost gone. Now there's just a vain princess. 'her ruthlessness'. Tearing up the nursery.