She thinks of John Travolta on the same day as me. She even likes artichoke hearts like me. She likes corn. Corn on the cob. She eats cornflakes before she goes to her job.
Vanished. Before your eyes. And he took all. Your dreams alive. Last stops and all night rides. To that place. Where all the lonely hide.... . (CHORUS:).
Straight up now tell me. . Straight up now tell me. Do you really want to love me forever oh, oh, oh. Or am I caught in a hit and run?. Straight up now tell me.
It's ok. . Red letter, go-getter. The red won't come off you. Faux leather, trendsetter. New lace in an old shoe. . Old enough, enough to know better.
Two girls for every boy. . I bought a '30 Ford wagon and we call it a woodie. (Surf City, here we come). You know it's not very cherry, it's an oldie but a goodie.
Send me some lovin'. Send it I pray. How can I love you. When you're far away?. . Oh, send me your picture. Send it, my dear. So I can hold it. Pretend you are here.
Don't tell me about the preciousness of seconds,. I've seen the pointlessness of plans.. If I've got to go, then I've got to go.. I don't expect you'd understand..
Sitting here wide awake. Thinking about when I last saw you. I know you're not far away. Close my eyes and I still see you. Lying here next to me. Wearing nothing but a smile.
Oh oh oh!. . You're waking up at five a.m.. You've dreamt the factory dream again, oh oh. The grinding of the great machines. With shining steel like guillotines, oh oh.
Saw you with your uptown friend at a party down the hall. You were looking at a picture that was hanging on the. Wall. The title of the painting was called Still Life with Rose.
Everyday I'm haunted by memories. Can't erase them from my mind. And it's not like me to keep grieving. For a love that has died. So if you've really found another.
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks .. Dressed in holiday style. In the air. There's a feeling. of Christmas. Children laughing. People passing. Meeting smile after smile.
Stop that Train. I'm a leaving.... And it won't be too long. Whether I'm right or wrong. (CHORUS). All my life. I've been the lonely man. Teachin people that don't overstand.
Way out in California. Where Stewball was born. All the jockeys in the country. Said he blew there in a storm. . You bet on Stewball you might win, win, win.
You're a gallon away,. From drowning yourself. But I don't mind,. It's what makes you, you. . You're a flames lick away,. From burning yourself. Were not scared.
Buried in the sand. An ancient talisman touched by a thousand hands. In violence uncharted waters call to the desert's inner soil. But lead us to a wall of silence.
I have just closed my eyes again. Climbed aboard the dream weaver train. Driver take away my worries of today. And leave tomorrow behind. . Dream weaver I believe.
Deep within my heart lies a melody. A song of old San Antone. Where in dreams I live with a memory. Beneath the stars all alone. It was there I found beside the Alamo.
Swearin' to God. There's no one else on earth, I'd rather be. Mm, swearin' to God. You made me see, so I believed in you. . Oh, You've been fillin' my cup.
Stay, Ah, Just a little bit longer.. Please, please, please, please, please tell me that you're gonna.. Now, Your Daddy don't mind,. And your Mommy don't mind.