They say it gets so hot that you could almost scream. This world can be so cold that sometimes. You just don't know how your gonna survive. Listen baby.
When ya touch my hand. An' talk sweet talk. I got a knockin' in my knees. And a wobble in my walk. . I'm tremblin'. And I'm shakin'. . A-when ya take me in your arms.
Here in some stranger's room. Late in the afternoon. What am I doing here at all?. Ain't no doubt about it. I'm losing you. . Somehow the wires have crossed.
2, 3, 4. . One of these days baby. Whatever I do, I'll prove I can. Get along without you. I don't care how much. That it hurts, I'll see it through. .
You've been gone so long. So I wrote this song. Oh so you can hear me. 'Cause it's been so long. Since you were near me. What' you want me to do. I've been lost without you.
This is the life you saved, laid out before you. Everything that I think I have been and what I am now. Nothing can change the way I feel about you, no.
I'll be home for Christmas. You can plan on me. Please have snow and mistletoe. And presents on the tree. . Christmas Eve will find me. Where the love light gleams.
I (I). I want (I want). I want you (I want you). I want you to (I want you to). I want you to be (what). I want you to be my baby. . Will (will). Will you (will you).
Listen to me, baby,. There's something you must see.. I want to be with you, gal,. If you want to be with me.. . But if you got to go,. It's all right..
There's something going on. It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now. There's something going on. It fill you up, it fill you up, it fill you up now.
We were born before the wind,. Also younger than the sun.. Ere the Bonnie boat was one,. As we sailed into the mystic.. . Hark now hear the sailors cry,.
So, as an example, you're CNN. I mean it's story, after story, after story is bad. I won, I won. And the other thing, chaos, there's zero chaos. We are running, this is a fine-tuned mach.
Endless vacation. Felt like perdition. Sybarite woman. Stood at attention. Pacing the basement, like Cassius in Rome. Or in Kinshasa. "Just let me at him".
I got to get back to the house. There's a warm chair where the cat has been. I feel a little better when I'm back at the house. Hope I haven't lost my keys.
Some people think they jive me,. But I know they must be crazy. Don't see their misfortune,. I guess they're just too lazy. Je suie le grand zombie. My yellow belt of choisen.
I see what I do, first look at the phone. Turn on your TV. Unscrew a bottle of beer,. An orange square cellophane cheese. First I think of this, and then I turn to that.
My little brother is an insect. He likes to crawl around his room. His mother shudders at the sight of him. His pappy is a businessman. . Every move he makes is torture.
Government man keep calling my house. Talking 'bout I owe, harassing my spouse. Gotta park my truck on another block. 'Cause the sub-prime loan got my ass in hock.
(You got it). (You) (you) (you) (you got it). (You got it). . (You got it). (You) (you) (you got it). (You got it). . Get up everybody and listen to this rhyme.
Watching the sun shine, peaking over the sky line. Thinking I gotta get mine, gotta try at least one time. Want to get near it, close enough to fear it, close enough to hear it.