I messed around and applied it. Burned a house down and got a grade for it. I don't need that fringe benefit. I apply some, hot charity yeah. . It's got a head, all of its own.
O Timothy Tim. Has ten pink toes. And ten pink toes. Has Timothy Tim.. They go with him. Wherever he goes,. And wherever he goes. They go with him.. .
I can't get over what I saw. I can't change. The law of averages. I'm going down. . My uncle did it, my daddy did it. I'm beginning to think. That it runs in the family.
you did everything you could. you had to go away from your home. i never realized when i was a kid. how alone, how alone. yeah well back in your neighborhood.
Someday I'm gonna get a dog. And the dog's gonna run free. And I won't need a collar or a leash. 'Cause I'll be living in the country. . And when somebody doesn't want to play.
Money is not the problem. You have enough of that. Now you must close your office. Put on your coat and hat. Put on your coat and hat. . Now is the hour of quitting.
(Words & Music by Margaret A Roche). . She came on the stage. in a dress like the sky. she had painted a sunset. around her eyes. and all of the people.
If you happen to live on Mars. Then I'm from Outer Space. Where we drive around in cars. And talk right out of our face. . We walk around on feet. And we fly around in planes.
Pretty soon now. I hope I find my voice. Not that I have much. Much of a choice. Because I've been searching high. I've searching low. To try to find it.
pink ballet slippers. two dollars for a pair. must have been made. by the guy in the store. they're strange. on i don't care. i'm gonna buy them. they might be too small.
I was kind of hoping you'd ask me to dance. But you were groping for change in your pants.. We grew apart too soon after all was. said done in advance.
Looking in the mirror. What do you see. From another era. A face, baby. . A waste maybe. Of a chance never had. A history of. Romance gone bad. . Who can be a lover?.
you gave me a flower. you gave me a ring. you're making me feel. like i have everything. now what i gotta do. is baby be true. . you're making it easy.
One season I was born. fell down like an acorn. I am the only tree. and everybody leaves. . I've got to get away from you. . Bud growing up at me. resentful face I see.
Oh, once I loved an outlaw. He came and stole my heart. Oh, how I count the hours. Since we were torn apart. . On the road to Fairfax County. I spied a highwayman.
by Terre and Suzzy Roche. . They have a language all their own. It has an I can make it overtone. Conversation never stops. Throw the ball up it never drops.
O little town of Bethlehem. How still we see thee lie. Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by. . Yet in thy dark streets shineth. The everlasting light.
I'm so glad I am one. . Nurds. . When I was a young girl. I went to Catholic school. Hung around all the nuns. That was so uncool. . All the other girls were wearing.
You ask me why. We cannot make love. I have been ransacking you. For the answer. . Side by side we lay. Not touching. Listening to rain falling. In the darkness.
Nobody's doing the job they want to be doing. Don't you see that's the whole problem?. . The waiter wants to be an actor. And the dentist wants to be a violinist.