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Baby come home, I miss the sound of the door
Your step on the stair's not there to wake me no more And every day's like Christmas Day without you It's cold and there's nothing to do And it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone I've been behaving myself for too long 'Cause I don't like sleeping or painting the town on my own So please come on home Baby, what's keeping you all this time You're wasting your days out there in the sunshine And who can I turn to if you believe still That England don't love you and she never will For it's mighty quiet here now that you're gone And I've been behaving myself for too long I don't like sleeping Or watching TV on my own So please come on home |
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You will be a star
And I will be so jealous when you are, But you'll always be a fool So I will catch you when the world is cruel And though dizzy heights are on your mind Oh honey please don't leave me behind You think it's so easy But listen, oh they once said the same to me And you'll be loved for sure But I think I will always deserve it more And when you fall I think you'll find That you never really left me behind Don't leave me behind While you're down here I will be kind Tell everyone that to my mind You should be being wined and dined So don't forget me and don't leave me behind |
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I'm getting too used to this way of life
Fame is a baby, she rocks me at night Far from the cold and the brash city lights We purchase from sorrow a moment's respite And each time you smile I know I would follow you a country mile For all that I'm chasing is worthless and vile I was a backwater girl, home most nights That was before I saw my name in lights Stardom and squalor were not dreams of mine But I've seen the Hollywood sign now And how it shines But when you smile I swear I would follow you a country mile Please save me before I do things that aren't worth my while |
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Now and then
Do you wash your hands of me again? Wish me anywhere but home Drunk and on the end of your phone From time to time Do you guess what's really on my mind? Guess that "How you keeping now?" Means "Where are you sleeping now" But of course it's not polite To ask you where you spent last night And if I did you might reply That I have no right And anyway I'm fine Glad that you're no longer mine If I should tell a lie I'll cross my heart and hope to die You'd be appalled If you knew what I was doing When you called Yes, I can see I'm blundering Always end up wondering Will it ever be alright To ask you where you spent last night And can it be polite The way we never write, Of course I don't have the time, And anyway I'm fine If I should tell a lie I'll cross my hear and hope to die I hope we never die |
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Sorrow is a lonely road
Where the rain like your tears Beats heavy on the roof above your head Tomorrow is a lovers' town That's been beaten down And the hands of winter holds the life we've led Instead of drowning in despair For I find small comfort in a bottle When we're apart Don't let the teardrops rust your shining heart I used to drive all night for you While the children were asleep And as the dawn broke on your room Back into my house I'd creep Where my husband slept alone Of course he must have known But we always hide the truth For fear of losing what we own So don't forget the words that we choose And constantly misuse They were written down every time we were apart Don't let your teardrops rust your shining heart |
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It takes two to make a home
But only one to break it down Restless as the ocean roar You've finally left town Open up the bedroom door There's a prince without a crown You could not care less And that was the first sign But now you guess That you've been too careless this time You left him sleeping like a child In the arms of someone else Found it hard to criticise Because you've done the same yourself Pleasure is a pretty thing Oh but love they say is wealth You could not care less And that was the first sign But now you guess That you've been too careless this time |
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Married in black, divorced in white
Though daddy tried to teach her wrong from right It's hard to resist on a wintry night When you're out of mind, when you're out of sight This you shouldn't And this you should Oh, but Sugar Finney never could be good I've grown a little weary of this old town A conscience sure can bring you down I'd like to hang around Chicago bars With murderers and movie stars And presidents who'd rather be Alone with would be sinners like me America is free Cheap and easy They say Sugar Finney went off her head Lay once a month in a blood stained bed But me, I'm careful where I tread No handsome boy will ever leave me dead For beauty is no guarantee I'll take the looks and the rest you can keep The rest you can keep I hope it makes you happy Sugar Finney America is free Cheap and easy (Children pray for me Such is the price of infamy Tell them I was never happy Goodbye Bobby Kennedy In the White House still asleep, Goodnight Jackie Kennedy America is free Cheap and easy) |
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Well it's so easy to be witty in retrospect
When you're out of door you pause a moment to reflect On all the crushing one-liners that you should have said But you always were reduced to angry words instead Fighting talk on the stairs Is enough to show who never cared Fighting talk, who will be spared The abuse that's always hurled as you curse and swear But it's so cruel how the moment can let you down And how eloquence deserts When you find yourself on sensitive ground You slam the door and turn the catch You turned your home into a prison Conversation into a slanging match Fighting talk on the stairs Is enough to show who never cared Fighting talk, who will be spared The abuse that's always hurled as you curse and swear But oh my love I'm sick and tired Of all the cruelty love's acquired We never more need come to harm If you lay your head here on my faithless arm |
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Little Hitler, don't come 'round here again
With your renegade politics, redder-than-thou-disdain Thought we were on the same side But with a fistful of nails and your knives from the Clyde You're a little Hitler now And you'll grow up heaven knows how Little Hitlers, little Hitlers Grow up into big Hitlers Look what they do Behind ever big man there's a small boy Drink to Stalin and Hitler and Jimmy Boyle Hard men get all the catches Every woman loves a fascist Come the big day, you'll be OK You're a little Hitler now And you'll grow up heaven knows how Little Hitlers, little Hitlers Grow up into big Hitlers And look what they do You try to scare me with stories of knives Backstreets and razors and alley-cat's cries And if you're heartless and hard Well this made you what you are |
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