There's a jukebox in my ear playing so loud I can hardly hear. And it's a telling a story bout a girl like you. Each selection that I make tells me how my heart will break.
They warned me not to fall in love with you said you would only break my heart. Your kind you just can never change no you can't make a heel toe the mark.
YOU BUG ME BAD. Writer Wanda Jackson. . Baby-baby, boy you bug me bad. Yeah, baby-baby, boy you bug me bad. You're the strangest little lover. This old world has ever had.
Out where the bright lights are glowing you're drawn like a moth to a flame. You laugh while the wine's overflowing while I sit and whisper your name.
(Pilson, Hendrix). . Lately I don't hesitate to tell you how I feel. See, good times come, good time go. Gotta hold on to what is real. Everything is changing.
The first thing every morning and the last thing every night. Oh I think of you and all the things I say and do. If only you were here to whisper sweet things to.
Take out the papers and the trash or you don't get no spending cash. If you don't scrub that kitchen floor you ain't gonna rock'n roll no more. (Yakety yak don't talk back).
(Pilson, Hendrix). . Looking back on yesterday. Where did I go wrong. Just can't find the peace of mind. I've wanted all along. Oh, lord, oh it's true.
As I stand here at the grave of a lonely man. Thinking how he lived his life while on this land. Recalled all the friends he lost for love of gold. Now there's only just a few to see him go.
(Pilson, Parrish, Hendrix, Parent). . Take my hand and lead you to the water. I think I see a river in sight. Take my hand I lead you to the water. I think I see a river in sight.
WRONG KIND OF GIRL. (Bobbie Carroll). '60 Husky Music. . I grew up fast I acted too wild. So they called me the wrong kind of girl. Now for the first time I fallen to love.
Have you found since you turned me down the one that you've been searching for. Are you glad that you made me sad you know I vowed to love you ever more.
Drifting apart drifting apart seems like we're drifting drifting apart. Well I can see your love for me is fadin' and slowly dying. And I can seem to get to you no matter how hard I keep trying.
(Pilson, Hendrix). . Do you need somebody. To please you. To hold you. Could it be anybody. Somewhere. Out there. . Do you need somebody. To make life.
Don't worry bout me it's all over now though I may be blue I'll manage somehow. Love can't be explained it can't be controled one day it's warm next day it's cold.
You've promised me love that would never die. That promise you've made was only a lie. Now after you've gone all alone. I'll pine for all that I've got is a worried mind.
(Pilson, Hendrix). . I'm gonna make you understand. There's a new sensation all across the land. You know it's always on mind. Gonna have a funky good time.
It sure is good to be back in your arms again. To be loving you the way I used to do. I've known all along someday your love I'd win. And that time would finally bring me back to you.
Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster. While the night do still heavy on the ground. And the voice of Uncle Ben seems to break the morning silence.
(Pilson, Hendrix). . Imagine if you had a second chance at life. What would you change that time to try and make it right. With black and white, uniting colors everywhere.