Touch me baby, prrrr-ooh-ooh. Touch me baby, prrrr-ooh-ooh. Touch me baby, prrrr-ooh-ooh. Prrrr-ooh-ooh, prrrr-ooh-ooh, ooh. . A-well I'm a feeling lonely (doo-wop).
Come on little baby let's tear the dancefloor up. Come on little baby let's tear the dancefloor up. Come on little mama let me see you strut your stuff.
I like the feel of your name on my lips. And I like the sound of your sweet gentle kiss. The way that your fingers run through my hair. And how your scent lingers even when your not there.
Don't want your world. Don't want nothing in it. I seen your world. Don't want nothing in it. I been around. Don't know why we're in it. I still don't know.
For TC and his Honeybear. The world will not stop moving. Rendezvous and longing stares. And hearts that won't stop burning. . Before that Honeybear had given up.
It's not the pale moon that excites me. That thrills and delights me, oh no. It's just the nearness of you. . It isn't your sweet conversation. That brings this sensation, oh no.
Not plannin' my day around the T.V. set. Payin' our bills and stayin' out of debt. That's important to me. That's important to me. . Openin' the windows and lettin' in air.
The very thought of you, and I forget to do. The little ordinary things that everyone ought to do. I'm living in a kind of daydream. I'm happy as a king.
Tall and tan and young and lovely. The girl from Ipanema goes walking. And when she passes, each one she passes. Goes "A-a-a-h". When she walks she's like a samba.
The poetry of this hangover/ I don't want to think, not/ Too hard anyway/ The scenery and fish, they're bad/ Take another breath,. another look and swallow/ Holding the hand of hard times/ And fallout/ It could be worse...my star could fall.
Chestnuts roasting on an open fire. Jack Frost nipping at your nose. Yule-tide carols being sung by a choir. And folks dressed up like Eskimos.. . Everybody knows a turkey and some mistletoe.
They call me Muddy Water, I'm just as restless man as the deep blue sea. Oh yeah they call me Muddy Water, I'm just as restless man as the deep blue sea.
When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries. When a woman gets the blues she hangs her little head and cries. But when a man gets the blues he grabs a train and rides.
My good gal's trying. To make a fool out of me. Lord, my gal's trying. To make a fool out of me. . Trying to make me believe. I ain't got that old T.B..
Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee. Portland main is just the same as sunny Tennessee. Any old place I hang my hat is, home sweet home to me.
In a little cabaret. In a south Texas boarder town. Sat a boy and his guitar. And the people came from all around. And all the girls. From there to Austin.
Up in the mornin' out on the job, work like the devil for my pay. But that lucky old sun has nothin' to do. But roll around heaven all day. Fuss with my woman toil for my kids.
Mary run around, sailin' up and down,. Looking for a shot in some direction.. Got it from the top, it's nothing you can stop,. Lord, you know they made a fire connection..
Speaking the worlds worth of insignificance. Guess I should have left left-alone unsaid. 'Cause it's been cold. Cold as forever. On this forever afternoon.
The sun is slowly sinkin'. The day's almost gone. Still darkness falls around us. And we must journey on. . The darkest hour is just before dawn. The narrow way leads home.