Two twenty two in the morning. It's been an hour since two twenty one. And I laid down about seven thirty. Came home early just to wait by the phone. That old clock will be ringing at seven.
Michaelangelo. Was giving a one man show. He had statues with such feeling. He had his Cistine Chapel ceiling. . People came from Cocamo. Just to see this one man show.
How many times have I sat here in this chair. Staring at the rain and thinking how it might have been. Wondering how so many things I did could be so wrong.
.. (Shel Silverstein & Baxter Taylor). . Down in Lou'siana where the black trees grow live a voodoo lady named Marie Lavaux. She got a black cat tooth and a mojo bone and anyone wouldn't leave her alone.
(Shel Silverstein). . Well I've sung my songs on dusty roads and dirty city sidewalks. To them sweatin' hard eyed brakemen, in the rail yards I rolled through.
I don't need to see you on a television screen. I don't wanna see your face on Time magazine. I know that you are finer than any movie queen. I wanna see your face on the pillow next to me.
(Shel Silverstein & Jeffrey Comanor). . I'm gonna throw my grass out the window. Crumple up my papers too. Give away my speed, Cause all I'm gonna need.
(Unknown). . All the lonely nights, listenin' for the 'phone. All the lonely nights, spend them all alone. Some lonely night, you're gonna stumble on someone you can't forget.
(E. Stevens/E. Rabbitt/D. Malloy). . If you ever need me, call me on your phone line. You've got my number, if you ever want me I'm your lifeline. And if you're ever lonely, I'm your loveline.
I don't wanna wait until some starry night. Baby, let me love you now. I don't wanna wonder what's wrong or right. I just wanna love you now. You know that I've been patient.
Eyes bright in the midnight moon. Teeth flash, a blinding grin. Lock up the boys, tie down the girls. Love Monster's on the loose again. . Hot dreams in the midnight hour.
(Hazel Smith). . There's no doubt about it love ain't the question. And love ain't the answer to what's coming down. With more than enough to hold most folks together.
You gotta start each day with a song. . Lookin' for pussy, lookin' for pussy. Lookin' for pussy, lookin' for pussy. . I just gotta see her and tell her I need her.
Wish I was a plane, flying high alone. Heading towards the sun, taking myself home. Troubles far behind, worries down below. Floating by my side, clouds as white as snow.
(Ray Sawyer/Shel Silverstein). . Well here I am in the wind again, floating where it takes me. Laughin' and a soaking' in the summer sun, until the alarm clock awakes me.
(R. Haffkine/D. Locorriere/R. Sawyer/R. Elswitt/J. Garfat/B. Francis). . Alright, now everybody say hello to the bass. (What are you yellin' about?). Now we'd like to take this opportunity to introduce our bass player to his fans.
(R. Sawyer). . Just a little ol' boy about twelve years old, working on my daddy's farm. Gotta help him build an ol' chicken coop, gotta help him paint the barn.
Baby let me drink from your well 'til your well runs dry. Baby let me drink from your well. Baby let me drink from your well 'til your well runs dry. Baby let me drink from your well.
Yeah. . Come on to me babe, let me be your lover. Let's do all the things lovers do. We can kiss and hug honey. All night on the rug that daddy back in Texas gave to you.
(D. Locorriere). . Well I've been runnin' so long I'm ready to ride. I'm gettin' tired of the cold let me come inside. Life is bitchin' when you're hitchin' up a one way street.