Let there be you,. Let there be me.. Let there be oysters. Under the sea.. . Let there be wind,. An occasional rain.. Chile con carne,. Sparkling champagne.
(I'm Gonna Listen To). . You don't call till it rains to say you've changed,. And you're missin' your shadow.. I'll call you, the next time, I wanna hear the wind blow..
I don't brag about you to everyone I meet. I don't sing you're praises in a crowd. Oh but deep inside my heart you're the most important part. Oh I'm just no good at love out loud.
You stood there in the doorway bathe din golden candlelight. While helpless hearts were melted by your style. So many gazing faces swaying softly in the night.
I'm a lonely rider. She's the sole survivor of this love affair. But she don't care. . She's a real heart breaker. And I can't find a taker. No, that can compare.
[Damon Albarn:]. Love can be. Love can be. Love can be. Love can be. Love can be. Love can be. Love can be disheartening, darling. Love can be. . [Kilo Kish:].
Arrhythmia. Accepting that you live with uncertainty. If you're lonely press play. Die lady die. The aspects that you pass on when traveling. When you're lonely press play.
Baby, am I really what I seem, baby, am I really what I seem. Oh baby, am I really what I seem. . [Chorus:]. Oh baby, love love love love love me. Oh darlin', love love love love love me.
''cause my baby doesn't want me, doesn't want me anymore. I'm so lonesome tonight, I'm so lonesome tonight. I'm so lonesome tonight, whoah-oh-oh. ''cause my baby doesn't want me, doesn't want me anymore.
When he comes bursting through that door, mama leaps and hits the floor. Calling himself Louis Quatorze, he's so young and dangerous. Oh I love it when he says so seriously.
Oh, Lord, oh no.. . It's nine o'clock in this ol' station,. And my silver-linin' ride is right on time,. And then I buy myself a one-way ticket. To somewhere else on down the line,.
Verse. . I won't ever leave ya, you want me to stay,. Nothin' you can do that can turn me away,. Hanging on anyway believing the things you say, being a fool..
He falls right outta the blue. Any old time. That he wants to. Can't seem. To catch him. But I try. Never know how long he'll stay. A couple of hours.
Landslide beneath my feet. Dirt falling under me. I've got nowhere to go. Guess I'll just stand right here. Watch myself disappear again. Slow and low.
You never felt this way. Yeah, you never fall this far. You never believed in love at first sight. Until tonight when I walked in this bar. . Liar, liar.
Sitting at the corner of an old crossroads. Yellow light, red light, green light, go. I can't hit the gas. Can't turn the wheel. Can't go back and make a deal.
Nothing ever is perfect. There's the good and the bad. Though it's never on purpose. Sometimes I make you sad. . The sun don't always shine on you, baby.
I don't know how I feel when the day comes. I don't think I wanna know. Not sure exactly who you'll be when I wake up. Will you love me tomorrow?. . Whatever happened to the person that I used to know.
Überall nur gottverdammte Kneipen ohne Rauch. Und Sahne ohne Fett. Bier ohne Alkohol und digitaler Sex. Wellness Wochenende, bloß kein Stress. Kein Koks oder Crack, Tod dem Exzess!.
I wrote this song for Louise Nevelson, the sculptor,. Also Billie Holiday, and a group of kick-ass women artists.. . Sappho was a poet. Billie was a real musician.