I fell under such gentle persuasion. You can't refuse it's like a home from home. Meanwhile in the Motor car kingdom. They're finding that all that glitters is not chrome.
Summertime withers as the sun descends. He wants to kiss you. Will you condescend?. Before you wake and find a chill within your bones. Under a fine canopy of lover's dust and humourous bones.
We're all going on a summer holiday. Vigilante's coming out to follow me. Heard somebody say, they're out to collar me. Anybody wanna swallow me?. . Takes two to tumble, it takes two to tango.
Well, I had a little feeling to have a big night. And woke up feeling small and not so brave and not quite right. I had to face the who am I and where is she and what did I do.
I have a friend, she's just a friend. I tried to comfort and defend. I gave her what you might call advice. But nothing like that comes without a price.
Well, you're standing on the corner flagging all the girls you see. Now do like EC and let those ladies be. You know that's wrong, man, you know that's wrong.
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Who's this kid with his mumbo jumbo. Living in air-conditioned limbo?. Though they treat him just like a guest. He's living under threat of arrest. . Now that he's finally trying to make some sense.
I know the name on the tip of your tongue. And I know that accusing look. Everybody knows I've been so wrong. That's the problem and here's the hook. .
Think back now when we were young. There were always tears at the birthday party. You know how children can be. So cruel. That's how it starts, but. .
(Toussaint). . Wake up early in the morning. I got you on my mind. Even a simple phone call would suit me just fine. . Tears, tears and more tears. I can't help but keep on crying.
Who dries your eyes when you cry real tears?. Who knows or cares what an imitation is?. Only you do. You can paint his nails. Make him wear high heels.
Hear silver trumpets will trill in the Arabic Streets of Seville. Oranges roll in the gutter. And you pick them up. And peel back the skin. To the red fruit within.
I tried in vain to drive myself insane. I talk to myself but I don't listen. I found out what I was missing. . I miss talking in the dark. Without you, I'm not conversational.
My dear impulsive darling, I suspect my letter got to you too late. And it's really just a silly fragment of paper. But it means so much to those who wait.
That Charlie Sedarka was a-playing the piano like he was pawing a dirty book. He bit a hole in his big bottom lip and gave his very best little boy look.
(Elvis Costello/Aimee Mann). There's no charity in you. And that surprises me. I guess I thought you were a golden idol. 'Cause I called you majesty. On the balustrade.
Oh, I used to be disgusted. Now I try to be amused. But since their wings have got rusted. You know the angels wanna wear my red shoes. . But when they told me 'bout their side of the bargain.
You say you don't desire me. You only tire me. Now you'll hire me. Expensive care is meaningless. Feeling nothing and caring less. Cut off at the pass.
All my life I've been debating. All the crows they sit there waiting. Wondering what I'm going to eat. Until I have it I can't breathe. I only see you on the floor.