You best be quick youve got to run.. Theyre coming at you with their guns.. Theyre chasing after with their jail bars.. Ha ha.. Whoever thought wed fall so far?.
One, two, three, alright. . Your house, the coffee tastes like dirt. Not because I'm hurt, that's just what it tastes like. Dirt roads remind me of my skin not because I'm wasting away.
[Originally by Carole King]. You've got a friend. You've got a friend. You've got a friend. You've got a friend. . When you're down and troubled. And you need a helping hand.
Tonight you're mine completely. You give your love so sweetly. Tonight the light of love is in your eyes. But will you love me tomorrow?. . Is this a lasting treasure?.
Now that I've lost everything to you. You say you wanna start something new. And it's breaking my heart that you're leaving. Baby, I'm grieving. . But if you wanna leave, take good care.
I'd like to thank the guy, who wrote the song. That made my baby fall in love with me. . Who put the bomp in the bomp bah bomp bah bomp?. Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?.
I know it's been sometime. But there is something on my mind. You see I haven't been the same. Since that cold November day. We said we needed space. But all we found was an empty place.
Kiss the day goodbye. The sweetness and the sorrow. We did what we had to do. And I can't regret what I did for love. What I did for love. . Look my eyes are dry.
I used to think that maybe you loved me, now baby, I'm sure. And I just can't wait till the day when you knock on my door. Now every time I go for the mailbox, gotta hold myself down.
Uptown girl. She's been living in her uptown world. I bet she never had a back street guy. I bet her mama never told her why. . I'm gonna try for an uptown girl.
The sun'll come out tomorrow. Bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow there'll be sun. Just thinking about tomorrow. Clears away the cobwebs and the sorrow till there's none.
Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles, confusion is nothing new, flashback warm nights. Almost left behind suitcase of memories, time after.
Come gather 'round people. Wherever you roam. And admit that the waters. Around you have grown. And accept it that soon. You'll be drenched to the bone.
Inflammable material's implanted in my head. It's a suspect device that left two thousand dead. . If you said goodbye to me tonight. There would still be music left to write.
[Originally by Simon & Garfunkel]. I am just a poor boy though my story's seldom told. I have squandered my resistance. For a pocketful of mumbles. Such are promises.
Heard it from a friend who heard it from a friend who. Heard it from another you've been messin' around. They say you got a boyfriend, you're out there every weekend.
[Originally by Gloria Jones]. Sometimes I feel I've got to. Run away, I've got to. Get away. From the pain. You drive into the heart of me. The love we share.
Long ago and, oh, so far away. I fell in love with you before the second show. Your guitar, it sounds so sweet and clear. But you're not really here, it's just the radio.
Well, I woke up Sunday mornin'. With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad. So I had one more for dessert.