In the dark. It's just you and I. Not a sound. Ther's not one sigh. Just the beat of my poor heart. In the dark. . Now, in the dark, in the dark. I get such a thrill.
The first time that I met you I was sure as sure it could be. Don't ask me how but there was no doubt you were the one for me. Love was intuition is a feeling you just can't fight.
I say, my honey, he looks so funny. Wearing a uniform, attached with chain and bone. I said, hello dear, was there a sort of fear. Reflected on his face, my wild boy's in disgrace, he's just.
Hey, I'm Rikki Dee, I work at the W.C.. From time to time, I groove just to earn my keep. Meet all the skunks, punks and fairies, both sharp and small.
O, ain't that funny, things we do for love,. Things we do for passion, well I'm feelin' kind of rough.. . Too many woman, too many games,. A million faces and a million names,.
Oh hit it. Well every time I'm down and out. And I don't know what to do. I drop my load and I hit the road. And play me a job or two. Yes I do. . What they're sayin' keeps hitting me.
That look is all over your face. You've passed this way before. And even though you've lost the race. You still come back for more. . I've told you since way back when.
Winter wind is blowin' in. Makin' me feel low, so low. Even though the fire's in my heart. It doesn't warm the soul. . We had it all but it wasn't enough.
Ah, let me tell you all about it. . Well now I?m just a gambler. Oh baby, a total midnight rambler. Yes, I said a,. From the gutter to the fancy learnin? halls.
Never was a choir boy, I'll never be a saint,. Got a taste for the fast life enough to make you faint,. Got myself a simple dream, that just fits my style,.
Well I'd rather be a fishin'. Or at least just a wishin' I was. And if you really ask me. I'll tell you what is in my heart. 'Cause I'm a down home picker.
Well, yeah, yeah, yeah, One of these mornings, it won't be long. Captain's gonna call and I'll be gone. I'll be nine hundred miles away from home. You can count the days I'm gone.
Well I left my home at the north end of Florida. Headed out for southern California. Lookin' for some fun like any other. And the open skies. Alabama, Mississippi and Louisiana.
Well I'd rather be a fishin'. Or at least just a wishin' I was. And if you really ask me. I'll tell you what is in my heart. 'Cause I'm a down home picker.
[Intro]. (TheFutureIsGiggz). . BBC, Well alright. . [Verse 1]. I've been sticking to the script why you think my aim is accurate. A couple hits now the ambiance is different.
After all arriving omnicron,. rising from the seething data-pool.. . Glimmering with droplets of illusion.. Seeping through the fabric of nothingness..
Mama, whereâ??s my silver shoes?. Mama, where is my perfume?. Mama said, â??donâ??t go downâ??. But tonight my babyâ??s. Gonna take me downtown. . rock me, roll me, rhythm and.
Refrain:. . TELL ME HOW MUCH. IT IS TOO MUCH. SHOULD I GIVE ALL THE LOVE INSIDE MY HEART. WHEN I WANT TO KNOW. HOW MUCH. IT IS TOO MUCH. WITH THIS LOVE WE HAVE TO STOP BEFORE START(?).
I wanna sing this song for a friend of ours. His picture was in all the papers. They said that a legend had passed. The late evenin' news did a special report.
You have painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair. Ruby are you contemplating going out somewhere. The shadows on the wall tell me the sun is goin' down.