By dean friedman. . Did you know I like,. You know, I like the way. I really like the way you look.. And even though it's hard,. You know, it's difficult to say..
This song goes out. To all of you out there. Who don't like me. For whatever the reason might be. . I don't care. You can't make me. I'll just continue to do as I please.
By dean friedman. . She grew up across the hall, with a bear lying on her bed. And elton john up on the wall.. She followed him everywhere from nursery school to harvard square..
Back in 1967. An angel came down to Earth from Heaven. And told my mama she'd be having a son, and to name him Dean. . Well, my mama didn't ask no questions.
By dean friedman. . There goes another year. champagne and resolutions.. Those hard to find solutions, suddenly crystal clear.. Watching the ball descending, life goes on, never ending..
By dean friedman. . I found my place in cyberspace.. It just might save the human race.. Communication is, not just the music biz. not just the music biz..
She talks about she wants an affair. And I don't give enough warm love and care. I don't hold her hand when we walk down the street. I don't make enough romantic public scenes.
By dean friedman. . I am in love with the mcdonald's girl. She has the smile of innocence oh so tender and warm.. I am in love with the mcdonald's girl.
There may be a lot of different emotional ways to say. Whats I'm feeling in these oh so fucked up days. Lost in confusion from all the stupid games I've played.
By dean friedman. . Urchins and ragamuffins, see how they play.. Run through the ruins where the land mines lay.. When will this nightmare cease? when will we find a lasting peace?.
I ain't gonna be no sellout. I ain't gonna be one of them. I'm gonna be independent. And play my music the best that I can. . I ain't gonna pay them corporations no mind.
He was beggin' by the mini-mart. Who'd guessed he had a purple heart. Scars underneath his bearded chin. Betcha don't remember him. 'Cause you were runnin' twenty minutes late.
By dean friedman. . I wanna have a big backyard.. I wanna have a mailbox and swings.. I wanna have a welcome mat and a porcelain cat,. And a doorbell that rings..
Thank you sweet Lord for sending me songs. With You in my life I cannot go wrong. There's no one else for this I owe thanks to. So I write you these lines without further adue.
By dean friedman. . Lydia keeps my toothbrush in her apartment and she never complains.. Well, hardly ever. and then jokingly she says. Boy, it's been so long since I held you, I nearly gave you up for dead. I nearly gave you up for dead. I nearly gave you up for dead..
I see a brand new fork in the road up ahead. And still have an option to turn back instead. Of entering into a strange new world unknown. If I go back though I'll wonder could I have grown.
By dean friedman. . What are you crazy? how in the hell can you say what you just said?. I was talking to myself. shut the door and come to bed.. By the way, I forgot to say, your endearing mother called today..
I don't want to lose her. She's my new drama. I think I love her. I hardly know her. . Conflicting interest. She passed my test. She's just what I want.
By dean friedman. . He was a rumpled romeo with a 10 speed bike and a stereo,. She was a dauntless damsel in a dress with her lovelight all aglow.. He picked her up in the parking lot with a whole bouquet of forget-me-nots,.
Will I ever find a bassist and a drummer. To help me play my original songs?. It would seem I don't have very much to offer. With just my guitar and my voice to move the music along.