St. Modesto. You were the ground line humming. You were the thread of fire upon this night. . You could feel the living. You staggered and blew your money.
It was not tricky to enjoy. A cigarette in hand was the key to understanding. To seek out and to destroy. The mindless oversights, a string of faithless nights.
On the day that I was born they say I came out wearing these same clothes. and since then I've been trying to find out where I got these same clothes.
Winter '84 suitcase by the door. There's a waiting car shadows in the home. Arms up open wide leaving tears in his eyes. And I think about it now only makes her feel so small.
All you have to do is, say the word. I'm there. . I'm on it, I've got it, I can do anything. What you need, got your back. Just say the word, I'm there.
Oh oh, yeah. Oh oh, yeah. Oh oh, yeah. Oh oh. . Every girl, every boy. They got your posters on their wall, yeah. Photographs, autographs. The minute you step out the door you will meet the applause.
Wake up to the blue sky. Grab your shades and let's go for a ride. Breakfast by the ocean. We'll do lunch at Sunset and Vine. . Every day's a dream in California.
No, you can't see me. No, you can't read me. Yeah, I'm on my game. That's right, I'm in my shades. . See the cameras flashin'. In the party and it's time for action.
Sweet little Jesus boy. They made you be born in a manger. Sweet little holy child. We didn't know who you were. Didn't know you'd come to save us Lord.
Rumors emanating. From the North to all the Poles. Outsiders speculating. Who's designing Santa's clothes. He's the newest face in Christmas. And soon the world will know.
Just hear those sleigh bells jingling,. Ring ting tingling too. Come on, it's lovely weather. For a sleigh ride together with you. Outside the snow is falling.
Christmas is always my favorite time of year. Sleighbells ringin jingle lingin. Christmas time is near. Cant wait to build a snowman. And play outside all day.
Oh, the fire's burning slow. Now where's that mistletoe. Dear, it's getting kind of hot in here. I need a taste of Christmas cheer. I hope he gets here quick, I need a St. Nick fix.
You can have that perfume that you wanted. And you can have those earrings, too. I'll even get that TV set. But there's a few things you gotta do. 'Cause you've been lettin' our love come second.
Well I've been sorta worried. About Santa Claus this year. Cause we live way down south. And it didn't snow down here. But I'm telling you not to worry.
It seemed like just another Christmas Eve. The kids had left some milk and cookies to eat. We cuddled up and read "The Night Before Christmas" again. I headed down for one more holiday snack.
Santa looked a lot like Daddy. Or Daddy looked a lot like him. It's not the way I had him pictured. Santa was much too thin. Well he didn't come down the chimney.
I was downtown Christmas shopping. Such a busy city street. I don't know how I noticed the piece of paper at my feet. But somethin' made me pick it up, instead of goin' on my way.
Now babydoll, sweetie-pie, sugarplum,. Honey-bunch, angel face,. You know you better be good. And act like two fine lovers should.. Be careful what you say and do.
Santa, I'm waiting for you. Santa baby, slip a sable under the tree, for me. Been an awful good girl. Santa baby, hurry down the chimney tonight. Santa baby, a '54 Convertable too, light blue.