Turn it off, wipe that look off your face. Turn it off, look what you done. to this place. yer flawless sense of timing. you got so many lines, the. faucet just keeps on running, water down in style - ya know the soft.
(Shel Silverstein). . Turn on the world, give them a taste of how free your love can be. Turn on the world, you don't wanna waste all your warmth on me.
(Lindsey/Shell). . There's a light. Shining in the window tonight. There's a place in my heart for you. It's so seldom you find someone that you really want to make love to.
(Shel Silverstein). . I swear you could taste the chicken and tomatoes. And the noodles and the marrowbone. But it really wasn't nothing but some water and potatoes.
There was a wild colonial boy, Jack Doolan was his name. Of poor but honest parents, he was born near Castlemaine. He was his father's only son, and his mother's pride and joy.
Now handsome guys get girls that are pretty. Other guys get 'em 'cos they're clever and witty. But the only love I ever get, I get out of pity. 'Cos I'm the ugliest man in town.
Sex Drive (aka: The Turn On)- Dr. Hook. (G. Bowen). . Women turn me on. Music turns me on. Tacos turn me on. Almost everything turns me on. . I'm talkin' 'bout my sex drive.
(Shel Silverstein). . I didn't say, "Don't do it babe" when she packed up to go. I didn't say "Come back here honey and try with me once more". And when she asked me if I loved her, I just turned away.
(Stevens). . Who knows what evil lurks in the heart of a woman?. The shadow knows, the shadow knows. Do you run to him, the minute I'm leaving. The shadow knows, the shadow knows.
Lately, I've been givin', everything I've got, to feelin' alone. Baby, you got me livin'. One of them hard luck songs on the radio. Oh and I know, if I change the station, I'll get the same song.
(Hazel Smith). . I've lost count of the ladies, I've held in my arms. All shapes and sizes, they've come and they've gone. I've found one that's a keeper, and I'm keeping every vow.
Before we begin, thank you. Thank you, oh thank you, thank you, thank you. . I'm not a bad person, I don't drink and I don't kill. I've got no evil habits and I probably never will.
(Joel Jaffe). . Hey look at that train heading down the track. And look at that smoke coming out the stack. Fifty-five miles an hour, now ain't that speed.
Hey Ray, Hey Sugar,. . Well, we're big rock singers. We got golden fingers. And we're loved everywhere we go..... (that sounds like us). We sing about beauty and we sing about truth.
(Ray Sawyer/Dennis Locorriere/Ron Haffkine). . He stands tall in his handmade boots. Pretty little girls all around. Black was the shade of his nudie suit.
The traffic at this hour is so thick that he's afraid he might be late. Her flight arrives at seven ten and he remembers. How the lady hates to wait and he remembers losing her.
(R. Byrne/T. Brasfield). . Come on over here my brand new baby. You look so alone and the night's so fine. Won't you take your trembling lips and kiss me one more time.
Tone deaf - I can't play an instrument. Tone deaf - I can't even sing. Tone deaf - I have to wear ear plugs. . The noise makes my ears ring. They told me when I was eleven.
Swimming through black Vaseline. Is my existence just a dream?. Can not tell which way is up. What's below or what's above. Fighting for a breath of air.
There's a gig. At 5th and Main. Gonna catch the bus. Or take the train. We'll steal or find. Or borrow cash. And we'll be there. Ready to thrash. . The band kickes in.