The week's end, tonight tonight. Well it's the weekend, come on, all right. . Party, Party, Party, Party. . For a good time, stand in no line. For the best time, stand in no line.
Getting out! [x3]. . Get tight, Getting loaded. Walk right, on over. Turn up, Stay late. Time to nail me another mistake. Destroy, Displace. Outside of the human space.
there's been a killing. in the centre of town. in the blazing sunlight. somebody was shot down. . here come the carabinieri. they come to get there man.
[1st Verse]. You see me baby. And you say , " See me after the show .". Or maybe later , but I gotta go .. You say , " Come over my house ,. I got the whole loaded . ".
Drop, the wisdom has become. Confusing me and. Giving me some. Useless reasons. I long,. Everything it's wrong. And never mind if it's about the golden treasures.
Since she's gone, she's gone and left me crying. I'm a sucker for this game,. she's running all over town. with her cheating and her lying. Now I'm sitting here with nothing but pain.
You're the reason I'm ridin' 'round on recapped tyres. An' you're the reason I'm hangin' our clothes outside on wires. An' you're the reason our kids are ugly, little darling.
Nothing to do in the city. Can't get nothing to eat it's only 2 a.m.. All the girls they look at me funny. They don't know nothing and I gotta get out.
You've Really Got A Hold On Me. (W. 'Smokey' Robinson). . I don't like you. But I love you. Seems like I'm always thinking of you. Oh, oh, oh,. You treat me badly.
I got trouble, I got trouble, I got trouble. I got you. I'm getting nothing, I'm getting nothing, I'm getting nothing. But trouble from you. And I got trouble.
Sweet wonderful you. You make me happy with the things you do. Oh, can it be so. This feeling follows me wherever I go. I never did believe in miracles.
Saturday night, just got paid. I'll make my exit to the city. I'm on a high speed getaway. Reach my hand in the bag. And I'm ready to roll. Out on the run, outta control.
We sleep together, close and warm. We calm each other through the storm. We set up home, but in a while. We're tempted by another's smile. When it's all played out.
You don't know where you belong. You should be more careful. As you follow blindly along. You just need to belong somehow. . Relying on rhetoric. Not well versed on topics.
Running around,stop fussing you,. Everybody's talking,nobody's walking,. Hanging around and around,. So come on, come on. Come on, come on. . I don't know if I'm going out,.
Through the burning sun. And the driving rain. Over the sea. Across the plain. I'll ask you once. I'll ask you again. Won't you be my love. Won't you be my friend.
As soon as you're born they make you feel small. By giving you no time instead of it all. Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all. A working class hero is something to be.
You're sorry now. And you'll change some how. And I am what you need to get out,. I don't want to be. I don't want to be. I don't want to be a witness.
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening?. In the lane, snow is glistening. A beautiful sight. We're happy tonight. Walking in a winter wonderland. . Gone away is the bluebird.
Well, you hear about all these women. Raising about their funky, funky, funky, funky men. They've got some trifling husbands. Lord knows, they've got a lot of no good friends.