Ricky Ross. Elijah Blake, ha. It's Big Money Business right here. . She took a gamble with your boy. Now it's tailor-made, Tory Burches, the awards. Staying out late copping steaks with your boy.
You're like my yellow boomerang. When you say you gonna have to leave. Then like my yellow boomerang. You come boomeranging back to me. . On Monday night for no apparent reason.
Do you recall. some years ago ?. Up in the mountains that were white with snow. inside a cavern. McDougal he was plannin'. there's gonna be a showdown with somebody he knows..
When I look through my window I only see rain. And my thoughts go back to those wonderful days. We shared together and you left without any cares. And I only have pain to remind me.
Julie puts her make up. on her face ev'ry day. . she's a woman. yes I know. . she's a woman. even so. she's the talk of all the USA. . oh. yeah. the talk of all the USA..
Just a little bit lonely. Just a little bit sad. I was feeling so empty. Until you came back. Until you came back. Until you came back. . Oh, Soley, Soley.
Samson and Delilah lived. A long long time ago, she was undecided. But man, that hair just had to go. Na, na, na, na, na. . On the Friday evening. Things were going mighty fine.
There's something about the weather that everybody loves. They call it the Indian spring of Sacramento. And when the sun is up in the sky. The wind is blowing by the riverside, most every day.
Sweet are the flowers in my garden. And the bees are very pleased. And theres the buzz as they make the honey. . Then Queen Bee comes and takes all the honey.
God bless the daffodils. The green grass on the hills. And the trees that grow all around. . God bless all the sheep that graze before they sleep. Upon the hilly ground.
You were standing there in front of me that night. No one knew how much you meant to me on sight. You look so young and free. Oh boy this made for me.
You say you're tired of TV Cartoons. Searchin' for taxis on wet afternoons. Telephones ringing and grey city streets. Sweet talking salesman in flashy boutiques.
[Zack sings:]. Pack up your guns; you're going to need them. Because outside your house, there's a war. Yea and if you don't look like you don't even breath then.
And ev'rytime, I get to thinking. With ev'ry thought of you, I want to shout aloud. And then I think about the love I had inside me. How you brought what's inside out.
[Zack sings:]. Pack up your guns; you're going to need them. Because outside your house, there's a war. Yea and if you don't look like you don't even breath then.
Ah get on home now!. Hear me say:. Ah get on home!. . Come on. come on. the hour is getting late now. Come on. come on. I'm givin' it to you straight.
I do my best to keep from catching cold and getting quiet. And though I try to sleep the sound once soft is loud. So loud and clear. It's constant and banging on the back porch door.
Dried up bitter heart,. It's been one too many times,. But I'm shot and I'm hopless,. Just goin through the motions.. Tried to cut the tie,. Just hanging by a thread..
[Zack sings:]. Your pain inside it is broken. Your pain inside it is dead. Your pain inside it is broken. Your pain inside it is dead. . [Both sing:].
If you want to tell me what I'm supposed to know. I listen to you carefully so the two of us can show. . And if I whisper to you and this is what you hear.