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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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There's a certain something in the way
You looked at me and said you'd stay That let me know that I was out of line But I didn't know what else to do And like a fool I tested you, By demanding things of you which weren't mine And now I feel like such a fool For making you crawl back to me But you did it with such love That you're standing far above Me and all I did to you I'm sorry now, what can I do? I know that never in the world That I have found me such a girl Who's there to pick me up before I fall And if in the end we should go Both our separte ways I know The lesson I've learned here is worth it all. 'Cause now I feel like such a fool For making you crawl back to me But you did it with such love That you're standing far above Me and all I did to you I'm sorry now, what can I do? I know that never in the world That I have found me such a girl Who's there to pick me up before I fall And if in the end we should go Both our separte ways I know the lesson I've learned here is worth it all. |
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When your dreams have died around you, she'll be there
When you need a hand to guide you, she'll be there And when you feel rejected 'Cause life is not what you expected I know that, she'll be there If I hadn't lied and cheated, she'd be here If she wasn't so mistreated, she'd be here And if you don't abuse her I know you'll never ever loose her And she will always be there I was too late to discover How much I really did love her But now her place is with you And I must face it, it's over we're through She'll be there... She'll be there... And if you don't abuse her I know you'll never ever loose her And she will always be there She'll be there... She'll be there... She'll be there... |
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Now listen just a minute while I sing this song,
Don't you worry baby it won't take long. I'm just about ready to draw the line, So don't be surprised if I leave this time. Well I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south Don't want no more of your lyin' mouth. I'm hittin' the road, gonna ring some bells, Better know I can do it well. CHORUS: Midnight train, ramblin' ramblin' All night long I'm gamblin', gamblin' Been losin' all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum. Midnight train, ramblin' ramblin' Al night I'm gamblin', gamblin' Well tell you what baby, well you better be movin' on. Well I really don't know where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't gotta map, it ain't no tour. Just headin' out to the open sky, Who knows, might even die. Well don't you worry your pretty little head 'Cause you never gave a dang what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to leave this place Can't stand to look at your cheatin' face. CHORUS Well you treated me like a little boy And played around like I was a toy. Guess you thought I'd have the blues, Look whose cryin', guess you lose. CHORUS (twice) It's about that time, better be movin' on Midnight Train (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3") 1: Well I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song, Tell you honey it won't be long, Well I'll pack my bags, get outa here, With my guitar and a case o' beer. Well I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south, Tell you honey, better shut you're mouth, Well I'll kick your head from here to hell, You better know I can do it well. CHORUS: Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All night long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Losin' all my money well it really is funny, hon. Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All night long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Tell you what'n baby well you better be movin' on. 2: Well I really don't know where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't got a map, and it ain't no tour, I'm just headin' out for the open sky, Who knows? Might even die. Well don't you worry your pretty little head, I never give a damn what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to leave this place, Can't stand look at your cheatin' face. CHORUS: (repeat) 3: Well you treated me like a little boy, And you played around like I was a toy. I guess you thought I'd have the blues, Look who's cryin', guess you lose. CHORUS: (repeat) CHORUS: Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling. Losing all my money, well it really ain't so funny, hon. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling. Tell you what'n baby, well you better be moving on. CHORUS: (repeat) CHORUS: It's about that time, better be movin' on. Get outa here, you better be movin' on. Well that's all she wrote, you better be movin' on. |
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She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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| 2:37 |
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| 2:13 |
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| 0:42 |
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| 6:19 |
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| 21. |
| 6:29 |
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| 2:27 |
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She's a wonderful lady and she's mine all mine
And there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind It's too easy humming songs to a girl in yellow dress It's been a long time since the party, and the room is in a mess The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor There are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door He reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair There's talcum powder on the letter and the birthday boy is there Why don't you cut your hair? Why don't you live up there? Why don't you do what I do See what I feel when I care? Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats are naugh-ga-hyde I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide The being known as Wonder Girl is speaking, I believe It's not easy tryin' to tell her that I shortly have to leave Why don't you cut your hair? Why don't you live up there? Why don't you do what I do See what I feel when I care? She's a wonderful lady / Why don't you be like me? And she's mine all mine / Why don't you stop and see? And there doesn't seem a way / Why don't you hate who I hate That she won't come and lose my mind / Kill who I kill to be free It's too easy humming songs / Why don't you cut your hair? To a girl in yellow dress / Why don't you live up there? It's been a long time since the party / Why don't you do what I do And the room is in a mess / See what I feel when I care? |
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| 2:27 |
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| 2:40 |
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| 2:57 |
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| 2:09 |
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| 3:07 |
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???: Make sure you don't blow your cheeks off.
(someone plays a trumpet) ???: (laughs) Make sure you don't blow your brains out your ears. Peter?: Yeah, you blow the wind right out your ears if you don't... (trumpet) ???: (laughs) Look at that pose! (trumpet) ???: You look like a member of the charmed club in high school. ???: Jericho's wall... Micky: That's what he did, man, you hear about Jericho's wall? He opened up a B-flat valve and blew the seam. The horn didn't knock no wall down, no, it was the seam that blew open, man! (Peter laughing) Micky: You never heard about Jericho either, didja? Blew his head off man, and the wall, the whole thing. ???: RRRRAAAARAAAA! Micky: He wasn't... ???: (deep voice) Walls came tumbling down... Micky: He didn't wanna knock those walls down, man. No, he didn't wanna knock those walls off, man. He was just doing a peace march around the outside of the city, man. It was just your Sunday peace march... ???: (deep voice) La la la la la la... La la la la la la... La la la la la la... Micky: He wasn't blowin' a little tune, doobie doobie doobie, when all of a sudden, this asshole came up blows off the valve and the seam blew the wall down, they wrote a song about it, ever heard it? Peter: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Peter and Micky: Jericho, Jericho Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho And the walls come tumbling down Peter and Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Jericho, Jericho Joshua fit the battle... ???: He's recording, man. ???: I think I've lost control. Peter and Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Jericho, Jericho ???: I think I've lost control of the Monkees. Peter and Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho And the walls come tumbling down Micky: Hey, hey, hey Peter and Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Jericho, Jericho Joshua fit the battle of Jericho And the walls come tumbling down Peter: You can talk about your men of Gideon You can talk about your men of Saul But there's none like good old Joshua At the battle of Jericho Micky: Well, Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Jericho, Jericho Joshua fit the battle of Jericho And the walls come tumbling down Peter: Whoa, Joshua fit the battle of Jericho Ah, Jericho, Jericho Peter and Micky: Joshua fit the battle of Jericho And the walls come tumbling down... |
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"What, are you kidding me? Psycho-Jello!"
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| 2:57 |
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| 1:05 |
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By Hank Cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben Hobaseeba snick Seeberraber hobosoben What did you expect? No time, no time for you. I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Runnin' from the risin' heat To find a place to hide, The grass is always greener Growin' on the other side. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Tryin' to tell the world Somehow of how I feel. Tell me what you said again, I can't believe it's real. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Andy, you're a dandy, You don't seem to make no sense. Nevermind the furthermore, The plea is self-defense No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Got no time I got no time (Repeat, adlib and fade) |
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| 4:04 |
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| 2:33 |
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| 3:14 |
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1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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| 0:47 |
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| 2:43 |
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| 3:10 |
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| 1:36 |
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| 2:19 |
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By Hank Cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben Hobaseeba snick Seeberraber hobosoben What did you expect? No time, no time for you. I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Runnin' from the risin' heat To find a place to hide, The grass is always greener Growin' on the other side. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Tryin' to tell the world Somehow of how I feel. Tell me what you said again, I can't believe it's real. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Andy, you're a dandy, You don't seem to make no sense. Nevermind the furthermore, The plea is self-defense No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Got no time I got no time (Repeat, adlib and fade) |
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| 2:43 |
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By Hank Cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben Hobaseeba snick Seeberraber hobosoben What did you expect? No time, no time for you. I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Runnin' from the risin' heat To find a place to hide, The grass is always greener Growin' on the other side. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Tryin' to tell the world Somehow of how I feel. Tell me what you said again, I can't believe it's real. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Andy, you're a dandy, You don't seem to make no sense. Nevermind the furthermore, The plea is self-defense No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Got no time I got no time (Repeat, adlib and fade) |
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| 3:54 |
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| 1:51 |
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| 2:37 |
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She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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| 2:32 |
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By Hank Cicalo
Hober reeber sabasoben Hobaseeba snick Seeberraber hobosoben What did you expect? No time, no time for you. I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Runnin' from the risin' heat To find a place to hide, The grass is always greener Growin' on the other side. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. (Instrumental riff) No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Tryin' to tell the world Somehow of how I feel. Tell me what you said again, I can't believe it's real. No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Andy, you're a dandy, You don't seem to make no sense. Nevermind the furthermore, The plea is self-defense No time, no time for you I got no time, baby, Got lots of better things to do. Got no time I got no time (Repeat, adlib and fade) |
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One, two aah yeah, aah yeah
Aah yeah Once upon a, once in a while It's hard to remember to smile Just like all of your toys Can't you see I don't wanna play I don't need it Can't you say you want me to stay I'd believe it, just like all of your toys When all of your play things Someday disappear Girl, will you be happy With nothing but tears? With nothing but tears? Once upon a, once in a while It's hard to remember to smile Just like all of your toys Don't you ever feel kind of sad? 'Cause you're lonely Think about the love that we had Are you lonely? Just like all of your toys When all of your play things Someday disappear Girl, will you be happy With nothing but tears? With nothing but tears? Just like all of your toys, I don't wanna be (Just like all of your toys) Just like all of your toys, I don't need to be (Like all of your toys) Just like all of your, just like all of your toys (Like all of your toys) (Just like all of your toys) I should have known I'd be alone (Like all of your toys) No, no, no I don't need it (Just like all of your toys) Oh, don't you have me believe it (Like all of your toys) Just like all of your toys (Just like all of your toys) I still believe it |
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| 2:33 |
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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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| 2:10 |
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Love is understanding,
Don't you know that this is true. Love is understanding, It's in everything we do. In this generation, In this lovin' time, In this generation, We will make the world shine. We were born to love one another This is something we all need. We were born to love one another We must be what we're goin' to be And what we have to be is free. In this generation, In this lovin' time, In this generation, We will make the world shine. We were born to love one another This is something we all need. We were born to love one another We must be what we're goin' to be And what we have to be is free. Love is understanding, we gotta be free Love is understanding, we gotta be free |
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| 2:24 |
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People come and people go
Movin' fast and movin' slow I'm in a crowd yet I'm all alone The road is long the road is rough I do believe I've had enough I'm gonna turn around and head for home. And I hope you're there And you still care And if you do, I'll spend my life with you. I've had all the time I need To rearrange my mind and lead The life I thought I wanted yesterday I played a game that couldn't last And now some mem'ries from the past Have turned my thoughts around a different way. And girl, I find You're still on my mind. And if you want me to I'll spend ny life with you. [Instumental] And girl, I find You're still on my mind. And if you want me to I'll spend ny life with you. |
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| 2:25 |
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By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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| 2:04 |
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All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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| 3:22 |
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When the world and I were young,
Just yesterday. Live was such a simple game, A child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong. Easy then to tell weak from strong. When a man should stand and fight, Or just go along. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. I remember when the answers seemed so clear We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies Selling out from compromise Who to love and who to hate, The foolish from the wise. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. It was easy then to know what was fair When to keep and when to share. How much to protect your heart And how much to care. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. Only shades of gray. |
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| 0:41 |
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| 76. |
| 2:33 |
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She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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Ev'ryone in town knew Mr. Webster;
He worked at the bank for forty years. And each week Mr. Frizby made his check out For sixty-eight dollars clear. And through the years he thwarted twenty-seven robberies And each time Frizby promised him a raise. They gave a retirement party for Mr. Webster Everyone from the bank was there. They had a cake and flowers ordered special And Frizby had a speech prepared. And a little white box that held a watch with this inscription "To Mr. Webster, with regards." Then came the telegram from Mr. Webster Said, "Sorry...stop...Cannot attend.. I've flown away and taken all your money Wish you were here to help me spend." And one by one all the people left the party And Mr. Frizby locked the door. |
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By Michael Nesmith
You told me you'd always stay, you told me! You told me you'd never stray, you told me! All these things you said you said sincerely. Still I am leaving you in spite of what you told me. I've heard things that did not match what you told me. And of your love that would not last as you told me. Forwarned is forearmed, it hurts, I'm leaving. I may be wrong I can't love what I'm just hearing. Times have made me shy Of all the things you're saying Time have made me shy Of girls and all the games they are playing. Someday I may see the truth of what you told me. I may find I left too soon and that you told me. Only things that you were honestly feeling. I must have more to love than what you told me. Yes, I must have more to love than what you told me. Yes, I must have more to love than what you told me. |
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You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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