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There are people that will investigate you They'll insinuate, intimidate and complicate you Don't ever wait or hesitate to state the fate that awaits those who Try to shake or take you Don't let them break you You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong what I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want to People that despise you will analyse then criticise you They'll scandalise and tell lies until they realize You are someone they should have apologised to Don't let these people compromise you Be wise too You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong what I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want to Hey you you're not their puppet on a string You can do everything It's true if you really want to You can do anything you want Just like I do You can do anything you want to do It's not wrong when I sing it's true You can do anything you want to do Do what you want Hey you No can do Hey you Yes you Elvis is dead The king of Rock'n Roll is dead Elvis is dead |
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| 2. |
| 4:00 |
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Outside the window the neon flashes In the morning light Down on the sidewalk there's a woman with a problem But she don't know how to fight She's destitute and broken down She softly whispers is there no one around And no one hears the sound Her knees give way and hit the ground This is the toughest street in town This is the toughest street in town This is the toughest street in town This is the toughest Like a rat in a pack it attacks From the back Through a crack in a track And you take a smack This Jack has had a hard day No one told him it would be like this He's had to score the hard way Working on twenty hour shifts This is the toughest street in town This is the toughest It's tough stuff This is the toughest street around This is the toughest Don't you do down No how It's just another black spot Where far too many people have died It's just another grave yard And there's not too many people left alive This is the toughest Are you tough enough This is the toughest Are you rough enough This is the toughest Can you bluff enough Just a minor misery did me no harm But it's there to warn outside the window The neon is still flashing in the morning light Down on the sidewalk that woman was blown away Out of sight All across the city no one gives a damn All across the city no one seems to understand This is the toughest This is the toughest street in town This is the toughest street around This is the toughest Are you rough enough This is the toughest If I were you I wouldn't come around here-ac |
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| 4:05 | 
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| 3:30 |
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Valentino's got a booky shop and what he takes He gives for what he's got And what he's got he says he has not Stolen from anyone It's not that he don't tell the truth Or even that he misspent his youth It's just that he holds the proof But you feel there's something's wrong Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Valentino's in a cold sweat, placed all his money on that last bet Against the odds he smokes another cigarette Says that it helps him to forgetThat he's a nervous wreck It's not that he misses much Or even that he's lost his lucky touch It's just that he gambles so much And you know that it's wrong Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Waiting just to catch your eye Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi Try to say i told you i told you Waiting for an alibi Waiting just to get you Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi To say i told you Waiting for an alibi Waiting for an alibi |
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| 5. |
| 3:31 |
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One, two One, two, three, four When you came in my life you changed my world My Sarah Everything seemed so right my baby girl My Sarah You are all I want to know You hold my heart so don't let go You are all I need to live My love to you I'll give My Sarah When you begin to smile you change my style My Sarah When I look in your eyes I see my prize My Sarah You are all I want to know You hold my heart so don't let go You are all I need to live My love to you I'll give You are all I want to know Oh my Sarah Don't let go oh no My Sarah You are all I want to know You hold my heart so don't let go You are all I need to live My love to you I'll always give You are all I want to know You hold my heart so don't let go You are all I want to know Oh my Sarah Yes you changed my style with your baby smile Sarah Childlike charms keep me warm hold you in my arms Sarah Change my world my baby girl Sarah All I want to know don't let go No, no, no, no, no, no Sarah Sarah Be mine |
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| 6. |
| 4:25 |
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I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff Tell my mama and tell my pa That their fine young son didn't get far He made it to the end of a bottle Sitting in a sleazy bar He tried hard but his spirit broke He tried until he nearly choked In the end he lost his Bottle drinking alcohol I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff Tell my brother I tried to write and Put pen to paper but I was frightened I couldn't seem to get the words out right Right quite right Tell my sister I'm sinking slow Now and again I powder my nose In the end I lost my bottle It smashed in a casbah I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've been messing with the heavy stuff For a time I couldn't get enough But I'm waking up and it's wearing off Junk don't take you far Tell my Mama I'm coming home In my youth I'm getting older And I think it's lost control Mama I'm coming home I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff I've got to give it up I've got to give it up That stuff |
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| 3:36 |
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Pack up, I've had enough, that's it, I quit Give up, you win, I lose, you win You choose, you stay I'll go, you stay, I lose I used to be a dreamer But I realize that it's not my style at all In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer Doesn't stand a chance at all Get out of here Get out of here Get out Do I make myself clear No way, I must go, can't stay, must run No chance, I can't give a second chance No hope, there's no hope for you now No romance, no more romance No how, no how could we stay together No need, I have no need for you now No fear, no fear of you no more Get out of here Get out of here Do I make myself clear Pack up, give in, go home, get out I used to be a dreamer But I realized that it's not my style at all In fact it becomes clearer that a dreamer Doesn't stand a chance at all And I've become bitter For I believe that this is better No matter, whatever, whenever We can never ever stay together Get out of here Go Do I make myself plain I don't want to ever see you again Get out of here Pack up, give in, get out of here Rev up, go away, get out of here Give in, go home, right away, get to Pack up, give in, give up, rev up Go away ... out |
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| 8. |
| 4:40 |
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It's a tedious existence laying your love on the line Resistance is useless she can leave at any time I must confess that in my quest I felt depressed and restless But this Casanova's roving days are over more or less With love She broke my heart and made me sad You foolish boy you lost what you had My Mademoiselle I must make my farewell You see Senor I know she don't want me no more I'd like to make that Fraulein mine, mein Fraulein So I'll depart sweetheart and leave you with this line With love She says she won't be back no more With love She says she's leaving for sure My Mademoiselle I'll say farewell No matter where you are, Au Revoir 'Til we meet again, Auf Wiedersehn She wrote it on a letter But it didn't make him feel any better With love She says goodbye, adios, farewell There are those who will spend a lifetime of leisure 'Til the leisure finally takes control And they'll spend their life in search of pleasure Never knowing the treasure that they own There are those who will spend a lifetime in hard labour 'Til the labour breaks both body and soul And they will learn to love their neighbor And be assured of what they own |
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| 9. |
| 7:11 |
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Tell me the legends of long ago When the kings and queens would dance in the realm of the Black Rose Play me the melodies I want to know So I can teach my children, oh Pray tell me the story of young Cuchulainn How his eyes were dark his expression sullen And how he'd fight and always won And how they cried when he was fallen Oh tell me the story of the Queen of this land And how her sons died at her own hand And how fools obey commands Oh tell me the legends of long ago Where the mountains of Mourne come down to the sea Will she no come back to me Will she no come back to me Oh Shenandoah I hear you calling Far away you rolling river Roll down the mountain side On down on down go lassie go Oh Tell me the legends of long ago When the kings and queens would dance in the realms of the Black Rose Play me the melodies so I might know So I can tell my children, oh My Roisin Dubh is my one and only true love It was a joy that Joyce brought to me While William Butler waits And Oscar, he's going Wilde Ah sure, Brendan where have you Behan? Looking for a girl with green eyes My dark Rosaleen is my only colleen That Georgie knows Best But Van is the man Starvation once again Drinking whiskey in the jar-o Synge's Playboy of the Western World As Shaw, Sean I was born and reared there Where the Mountains of Mourne come down to the sea Is such a long, long way from Tipperary |
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