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You and the night and the music
Fill me flaming desire Setting my being completely on fire You and the night and the music Thrill me but will we be one After the night and the music are done Until the pale light of dawn and in daylight Hearts will be throbbing guitars Morning will come without warning and take away the stars If we must live for the moment Love 'til the moment is through After the night and the music die Will I have you? Until the pale light of dawn and in daylight Hearts will be throbbing guitars Morning will come without warning and take away the stars If we must live for the moment Love 'til the moment is through After the night and the music die Will I have you? |
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No cares for me im happy as i can be
I learned to love and to live Devil may care No cares for woes whatever comes later goes Thats how i'll take and i'll give Devil may care When the day is through i suffer no regrets I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the doe He who is wise never tries to revise whats past and gone Live, love today and come tomorrow what may Dont even stop for a sigh it doesnt help if you cry Thats how i'll live and i'll die Devil may care Devil may care Devil may care When the day is through i suffer no regrets I know that he who frets loses the night For only a fool thinks he can hold back the doe He who is wise never tries to revise whats past and gone Live, love today and come tomorrow what may Dont even stop for a sigh it doesnt help if you cry Thats how i'll live and i'll die Devil may care Devil may care Devil may care Devil may care |
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Ain't thinking 'bout love today
Lost in the sunlight Walking down memory lane Ain't thinking 'bout you today People from the past that I knew Are slowly slipping away Seems so long ago Since we were carefree Photographs lost in time are all I see A pointless nostalgic- That's me That's me Thoughts running round my head today Times from the past popping up where they're from I don't know Reminiscing my cares away Wishing I could go back and change the points that were low Till I've realised what life's meant to be Photographs lost in time are all I see A pointless nostalgic; That's me That's me Reminiscing my cares away Wishing I could go back and change the points that were low Till I've realised what life's meant to be Photographs lost in time are all I see A pointless nostalgic; That's me That's me It's all I'll ever be It's all I'll ever be Cause that's me It's all I'll ever be Cause that's me |
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In the wee small hours of the morning
while the whole wide world is fast alseep you lie awake thinking of the girl never even think of counting sheep while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson she'd be yours if only she would call in the wee small hours of the morning is the time i miss her most of all (Instrumental) in the wee small hours of the morning while the whole wide world is fast asleep you lie awake thinking of the girl never even think of counting sheep while the whole wide world has learned it's lesson she'd be yours if only she would call in the wee small hours of the morning is the time i miss her most off all |
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Two jumps in a week, I bet you think that`s
pretty clever, don`t you boy? Flying on your motorcycle, watching all the ground beneath you drop You`d kill yourself for recognition, kill yourself to never, ever stop ... You broke another mirror, you`re turning into something you are not Don`t leave me high.. don`t leave me dry .. Don`t leave me high .. don`t leave me dry... instrumental break Drying up in conversation, you`ll be the one who cannot talk All your insides fall to pieces, you just sit there wishing you could still make love They`re the ones who`ll hate you when you think you`ve got the world all sussed out They`re the ones who`ll spit on you, you`ll be the one screaming out Don`t leave me high.. don`t leave me dry .. Don`t leave me high.. don`t leave me dry.. instrumental break Oh, it`s the best thing that you ever had, the best thing that you ever, ever had... It`s the best thing that you ever had, the best thing you have had has gone away Don`t leave me high don`t leave me dry Don`t leave me high don`t leave me dry Don`t leave me high... Don`t leave me high... don`t leave me dry .. |
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Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware
Be wise, be smart, behave my heart Don't upset your cart, when she's so close Be soft, be sweet, but be descreet Don't go off your feet She's too close for comfort Too close, too close for comfort, no, not again Too close, too close to know just when to say "when" Be formal, be fair, be sure, beware On your guard, take care When there's such temptation One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Much too, too close for comfort Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there Put on your old thinking cap boy 'Cause if you don't look out you Can find that you are much too You're too close for comfort You're heading for a messed hat boy The first thing that you know she Will have you up that old tree She's too close for comfort (too close, to-oo close, too close...) Be formal, be fair, be absolutely sure, beware On your guard, take care When there's such temptation One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Much too, too close for comfort One thing leads to another Too late to run for cover Much too, too close for comfort One thing...One thing leads to another Much too too close for comfort now Be wise, be fair, be sure, be there, behave, beware She's too close, too close for comfort now |
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A time for summer skies
For hummingbirds and butterflies For tender words that harmonize with love A time for climbing hills For leaning out of windowsills Admiring daffodils above A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love A time for holding hands together A time for rainbow coloured weather A time of make believe that we've been dreaming of As time goes drifting by The willow bends and so do I But all my friends whatever skies above I know a time for spring A time for fall But best of all A time for love |
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Why is it all these fakers
Seem to nake the morning papers? They're selling records by the million, seems so easy in my opinion Lokk at the Jazz Star, he really needs some guts Playing from seven to midnight, surviving on peanuts Selling records by the dozen Probably sold his tenor to make 'em With artwork designed by his brother And liner notes by his mother Told what to do, miming to a tape While a team of experts make sure you're looking great Taking a limo to your own private bar My God! I want to be a popstar! Going to get on the T.V and go on dates with only the pretty Maybe next year I'll pretend to be gay I'll sell more records in a flash that way Makes no difference if i look like a nut Every kid in the world is going to copy my haircut I'll advertise some trainers, maybe even a car Shrewd product placement will gurantee I'm a star An ugly guy will write my songs Surley there is nothing wrong Retiring when I'm 22 With a house a car and nothing to do Instantaneous satisfaction it will be Got no need for artistic credibility With this attitude I'm bound to go far My God! I want to be a popstar! Where's the middle ground? It's hard to make a living with you own true sound What road am I going to tread? What the hell would i do instead? There may be no tours in Roma, or drug-induced designer coma No teenage girls when show is over, I prefer my women older Maybe I don't know what I'm talking about Sometimes it would be nice to play a place and sell out Driving to a gig in my brand new sports car My God! I want to be a popstar! Maybe its too easy, to move so quickly so far Who wants to be a popstar? |
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