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Little games are for little boys
I'm growin' up and changin' all my toys Aeroplanes, motor cars, goldfish, and old jam jars I just don't play these games no more Little games are for little boys Lovin' games are for bigger boys Parties in Chelsea flats mixin' with kinky cats Are games I wanna play some more Ooh what they're doin' to me Darlin' its so plain to see My tem'prature's risin' but that's not surprisin' When you do what you do to me Little games are for little boys But I've found out there are other joys Margaret, Josephine, Susie and Katherine |
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Smile on me baby,
Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. Walk with me baby, Make me hold my head up high. Walk with me baby, Make me feel the greatest guy. I'm gonna love you baby, Love you till you cry. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine. Stay with me baby, Make me always feel so fine, So I can tell all the world, You always gonna be mine. Smile on me baby, Make me feel like summer's here. Smile on me baby, Make me feel good when you're near. Prove it to me baby, That our love is in the clear. |
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Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor,
Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please, How can I know just what to be? Please stop and give advice to me. Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on the shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road. Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Who's gonna tell me what to do? Then they will say that I am true. Maybe, Maybe, Perhaps I'll come to a great success, Or possible a dreadful mess. Maybe, Maybe, (Having buys it's?) fortune, fame, Living's just a little game. Woooo-aaah, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. How can I know just what to be, Please stop and give advice to me, Tell me, Tell me, How many people do I help, Just by sitting on a shelf, Tell me, Tell me, I don't want a trade at all, (It's for two?) living off the road Oh, Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor, Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief, Doctor, baker, fine shoe-maker, Wise man, madman, taxman, please. Tinker, tailor, soldier, sailor |
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Glimpses of clouds in a forest,
Can review well within us, And to never linger on one is life, Energy radiates from the source, The life around us is but a reflection of our own, Flowing within never-ending boundless infinity, Time is just a cumular limit, Which with one glimpse will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome, Will overcome. |
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Well I've been running and a-hiding,
Trying to lose my mind. Well I've been running and a-hiding, Trying to lose my mind. Ever since you told me, That you weren't my kind. Drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. I been drinking muddy water, I don't know how long for. Since I been running, babe, I been treating you like a dog. |
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I'm moving,
I'm gonna see the world while I can. I'm moving, I'm gonna be a well rounded man. And there ain't no room for no-one else, I've got to learn it all for myself. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own, I'm hungry, I want to taste the fruits of the world. So hungry, And assure I do love you girl. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. But if you're what I'm searching for, My heart will lead me back to your door. No excess baggage, There to worry me. No excess baggage, There to hurry me. No excess baggage, girl, I must roam, All alone, On my own. I gotta roam, All alone, No excess baggage. On my own. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. All alone, On my own. No excess baggage. I gotta roam, No excess baggage. On my own. |
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Stealin', stealin',
Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, put your arms around me, Like a circle round the sun, Now (they's got the blue) We can have a little fun, How glad it's you, And not your sister with me now, Saw her yesterday, And she look's just like a Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Well, sit beside me baby, The sun is shining out now, Just for you and I, Look, I mean to walk you home, Your mama's getting bad, So I'd rather stay at home. Stealin', stealin', Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. I'm stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me, I'm stealing back to the way I used to be. Stealin', stealin, Mama, don't ya tell on me |
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Gone, gone away,
Gone away, Almost nothing to do. Gone away, Now I'm far from you, Though I'm alone now, And there's nobody near, I hush my voice, Lest they should hear My prayers go up to the sky, Deep within me I die, I'll never cry, No-one must see me this way. Left, left to find, Someone kind, Who won't leave me behind, Who will guide me, When I am blind Soothe my brow, When thoughts hurt my brain Help me love, When faced with pain. I long to find someone who, Will remind me of you, Only the black rose knows what I will do. Silence, silence now, Not a sound, Stillness everywhere now, And the trees, To the wind gently bow Only visions of the past and the gloom, And for the moment you're in the room, And just as flowers bloom and die, No-one watching to cry Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose stands up to the sky. Only the black rose. |
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Little wooden soldier boy,
How he's bored to be a toy. Sitting on the mantelpiece, Was not his idea of peace. So one night at half past one, He ordered all the toys to come. He told them all a good game to play, Next day. The teddy bears and wind-up toys, Together made a lot of noise. The other side formed into ranks, Proud 'cause they had plastic tanks. High up on the shelf to see, The soldier had to jump with glee. At last before his eyes he saw, A real war. With a battle raging on the floor, The soldier boy was urging more. Soon the floor was strewn with bits, Fur and stuff and building kits. The soldier boy was feeling high, As smoke clouds rolled across the sky. He gave a last triumphant cry, And fell into the fire. |
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Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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When will the clouds all roll away?
When will the good people have their say? I hope you're still round to see the day. [Chorus: x2] Take a while, Think about it. Who can tell what is up or down? You can be the king or be the clown. Then climb your tree, take a look around. [Chorus] Circles of life, an infinite plane, That which is now now will be again. Who can decide who is insane? [Chorus] |
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Goodnight sweet Josephine,
She's the queen of Clapham. Every night, She goes out with men to trap 'em, In her net, Of ecstasy. Goodnight sweet Josephine, There's no-one else quite like you. If Josephine could, She'd give you her blood. I know that she would, Love to. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you to distraction. Whatever she does, The police will take no action. They're all in love, With Josephine. It's right that Josephine, Should do just as she pleases. And whether or not, You like what she's got, She's guaranteed not, To fail you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, We love you. Goodnight sweet Josephine, Goodnight sweet Josephine, |
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