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You reached into my heart
And found the music of my soul The melodies unfold For you I've never danced before Until you asked me Then magic lights lit up the floor Gliding in a starlit/less sky Until we found the inner light Now we can duplicate the universe The pain in painting The muse in music The like in I love you When you connect the dots I see your picture coming through The story's always you It's more than harmony When you sing with me It's an entire symphony (Chorus) Don't be afraid, love We can take it from The happy ending The great in grateful The faith in faithful The like in I love you |
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The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea The memory of all that No no, they can't take that away from me The way your smile just beats The way you sing off key The way you haunt my dream No no, they can't take that away from me We may never never meet again On this comfy road to love Still I'll always always keep that memory of The way you hold your knife The way we dance till 3 The way you changed my life No no, they can't take that away from me No they can't take that away from me (Bridge) Wop bop bop, wop bop bi da di da di We may never never meet again On this comfy road to love Still I'll always always keep that memory of The way you hold your knife The way we dance till 3 The way you changed my life No no, they can't take that away from me No they can't take that away from me Wop bop bop, wop bop bi da di da di (fade) |
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You broke your hand punching the clock
So you could feel your heart Took a greyhound all the way west Where the streets are paved with stars It's never too late to find your California role The Hollywood sign burns through the smog (through the smog) And reawakens your dreams Livin' under this sun Disappointment's not as bad as it seems It's never too late to find your California role Every girl, the next Marilyn Every guy, Errol Flynn Sometimes you've got to edit your dreams And find the spotlight behind the seams Here in California Man, I gotta warn ya Find your California role You don't have to climb the Capitol Tower Or play the Hollywood Bowl If there's a roll in your heart And a rock in your soul If you miss your shot It doesn't mean you won't meet your goal Be do be do Be do be do Don't drown your sorrows now, just take a dip You can satisfy your thirst with just one sip If you miss the premiere 'cause you never arrive The best part of this L.A. trip just might be the ride Here in California Man, I gotta warn ya Find your California role Rollin' round heaven all day That lucky old sun, Roll, roll Round, round, around in heaven |
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Down on Olivera Street, a Mexicano cry
A grito, Te quiero, Te quiero, Te' adoro This is where the Anglo gets his Latin lover's sigh Adios muchachas y boleros, and goodbye Salsa rumbles rafters in a chop shop filled with cars Custom shopped and channelled with a drag race in their stars City of Angels, Be all you can be Be movies, Be A-list Be seen just to see your part Repeat, the heartbeat in L.A. |
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Summer '61
A goddess became my song Fell in her ocean eyes As endless as the sky Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one First love is the moment You can't repeat, but you'll always own it The gift she gave to me Her timeless melody Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one So sweet Now there's all kinds of music So sweet And don't you know the truth is So sweet You were my special lover So sweet You were my baby grand So sweet Such a sweet ballad and So sweet Sweet voices right from heaven Radio seven So long, so long ago Two waves gently say hello We'll never say goodbye Where the horizon lies Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one |
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Summer '61
A goddess became my song Fell in her ocean eyes As endless as the sky Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one First love is the moment You can't repeat, but you'll always own it The gift she gave to me Her timeless melody Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one So sweet Now there's all kinds of music So sweet And don't you know the truth is So sweet You were my special lover So sweet You were my baby grand So sweet Such a sweet ballad and So sweet Sweet voices right from heaven Radio seven So long, so long ago Two waves gently say hello We'll never say goodbye Where the horizon lies Forever she'll be my surfer girl Forever she'll be my surfer girl My little one |
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I'm going home, I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong Found peace of mind Yeah, yeah, one piece at a time I'm going home (Sure don't know why I'm rollin' round heaven) I heard my sound and found my smile Living in love, yeah yeah yeah, it's been a while Homesick, this son shines nowhere else So homesick, I'm even missing myself At 25 I turned out the light Cause I couldn't handle the glare in my tired eyes But now I'm back, drawing shades of kind blue skies Homesick, this son shines nowhere else So homesick, I'm even missing myself At 25 I turned out the light Cause I couldn't handle the glare in my tired eyes But now I'm back, drawing shades of kind blue skies It's good to travel but not for too long So now I'm home where I belong And that's the key, yeah yeah yeah, to every song I'm going home |
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I'm going home, I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong Found peace of mind Yeah, yeah, one piece at a time I'm going home (Sure don't know why I'm rollin' round heaven) I heard my sound and found my smile Living in love, yeah yeah yeah, it's been a while Homesick, this son shines nowhere else So homesick, I'm even missing myself At 25 I turned out the light Cause I couldn't handle the glare in my tired eyes But now I'm back, drawing shades of kind blue skies Homesick, this son shines nowhere else So homesick, I'm even missing myself At 25 I turned out the light Cause I couldn't handle the glare in my tired eyes But now I'm back, drawing shades of kind blue skies It's good to travel but not for too long So now I'm home where I belong And that's the key, yeah yeah yeah, to every song I'm going home |
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He loves her when she's sleeping
And all the dreams she's keeping She keeps him in a jar but not too far from her heart They have the good kind of love Good kind of love, good kind of love They have the right kind of thing Right kind of thing, right kind of thing Makes me wanna sing it to you Just him and her They're so close together Now they just met Started newfound treasure Woah, woah Run to him, run to him Right in his arms They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love Now she finds peace in knowing (She knows) Knowing he'll always be there (Always) Imagine all the women who'd like a man like him They have the good kind of love Good kind of love, good kind of love They have the right kind of thing Right kind of thing, right kind of thing Makes me wanna sing it to you Just him and her They're so close together Now they just met Started newfound treasure Woah, woah Run to him, run to him Right to his arms, yeah They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love Sun keeps on shining He rolls round heaven above A little bit of loving and a-kissin' and a-huggin' That's how they fell in love They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love |
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He loves her when she's sleeping
And all the dreams she's keeping She keeps him in a jar but not too far from her heart They have the good kind of love Good kind of love, good kind of love They have the right kind of thing Right kind of thing, right kind of thing Makes me wanna sing it to you Just him and her They're so close together Now they just met Started newfound treasure Woah, woah Run to him, run to him Right in his arms They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love Now she finds peace in knowing (She knows) Knowing he'll always be there (Always) Imagine all the women who'd like a man like him They have the good kind of love Good kind of love, good kind of love They have the right kind of thing Right kind of thing, right kind of thing Makes me wanna sing it to you Just him and her They're so close together Now they just met Started newfound treasure Woah, woah Run to him, run to him Right to his arms, yeah They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love Sun keeps on shining He rolls round heaven above A little bit of loving and a-kissin' and a-huggin' That's how they fell in love They have the good kind They have the good kind They have the good kind of love |
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I've got a notion we come from the ocen
And God Almighty has his hands on the water Blue pacific, as azure as the sky Perfect for fish, making a wish Just like a teardrop to fall Whale passin' me by, wonderin' why Live let live, not die I am a diver, a long-line survivor And man's small whale's all Body gravity zero Play the hero, don't mean nothing you see Man passin' by, caught in the eye Ponderin' wherefore and why God help me for whale babies that cry Live let live, not die My heart beats so fast (heartbeat, heartbeat, heartbeat...) Our hearts meet at last Feature creatures of God Let them abound, where they are found Let's get the hell outta here |
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Ooh, lucky old sun
Ahh, lucky old sun Lucky old sun Lucky old sun That lucky old sun, That lucky old sun He rolls around heaven all day |
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Hey, Mexican girl
A dahlia in your hair The soul of Los Feliz where laughter fills the air Won't you make me smile Light up my sundial Girl, you cast a net On the day we met Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl Danced her way into my world Hey, Mexican girl, with eyes of burning fire Heal me with your passion Inspire me to inspire Loyal and strong, yet tender as a song Help me understand, make me a better man Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl Danced her way into my world Hey, bonita muchacha Don't you know that I want ya? Hey, bonita muchacha I need to know that I got ya You have my sacred heart We'll finish at the start Can you picture me In your family tree? Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl |
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Hey, Mexican girl
A dahlia in your hair The soul of Los Feliz where laughter fills the air Won't you make me smile Light up my sundial Girl, you cast a net On the day we met Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl Danced her way into my world Hey, Mexican girl, with eyes of burning fire Heal me with your passion Inspire me to inspire Loyal and strong, yet tender as a song Help me understand, make me a better man Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl Danced her way into my world Hey, bonita muchacha Don't you know that I want ya? Hey, bonita muchacha I need to know that I got ya You have my sacred heart We'll finish at the start Can you picture me In your family tree? Mexican, Mexican, Mexican girl |
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Lost my way
The sun grew dear Stepped over graves And stood in seers Took the dive but couldn't swim A flag without the wind When there's no morning without you There's only darkness the whole day through Took the diamond from my soul And turned it back into coal All these voices All these memories Make me feel like stone All these people Make me feel so alone Lost in the dark No shades of grey Until I found Midnight's another day Swept away in a braying storm Chapters missing, pages torn Waited too long to feel the warmth I had to chase the sun All these voices All these memories Make me feel like stone All these people Make me feel so alone Lost in the dark No shades of grey Until I found Midnight's another day |
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Lost my way
The sun grew dear Stepped over graves And stood in seers Took the dive but couldn't swim A flag without the wind When there's no morning without you There's only darkness the whole day through Took the diamond from my soul And turned it back into coal All these voices All these memories Make me feel like stone All these people Make me feel so alone Lost in the dark No shades of grey Until I found Midnight's another day Swept away in a braying storm Chapters missing, pages torn Waited too long to feel the warmth I had to chase the sun All these voices All these memories Make me feel like stone All these people Make me feel so alone Lost in the dark No shades of grey Until I found Midnight's another day |
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Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah
Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah The sun burns a hole through the 6am haze Turns up the volume and shows off its rays Another dodger blue skies is crowning L.A. The city of angels is blessed everyday That lucky old sun smiles on me Wanna slide down the mountain to the dancing sea I'm listening to the morning beat It's rising from star-studded concrete The city has my favourite soundtrack It makes you wanna move even though it's laidback Take it in stride, it'll kickstart your feet When you're tuned in to the morning beat Driving through the maze of the Hollywood Hills Headed to the ocean for a view that could kill Watching from the wheel at Santa Monica pier A million diamonds floating on heavenly tears The gentle wind won't make a sound Even though it's forcing the waves to pound Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Hear those guitars gently strumming Hear those voices softly humming It's hard to feel down Living in this town But you're so far away It's a long, long way from January All the way to December Even when the sun and I head off the street There's an unspoken promise that we keep We'll pilot our light into another day And keep a golden glow warming up L.A. Even when dreams are deep and sweet I'm listening for the rhythm of the morning beat I'll listen for the morning beat I'll listen for the morning beat Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah |
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Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah
Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah The sun burns a hole through the 6am haze Turns up the volume and shows off its rays Another dodger blue skies is crowning L.A. The city of angels is blessed everyday That lucky old sun smiles on me Wanna slide down the mountain to the dancing sea I'm listening to the morning beat It's rising from star-studded concrete The city has my favourite soundtrack It makes you wanna move even though it's laidback Take it in stride, it'll kickstart your feet When you're tuned in to the morning beat Driving through the maze of the Hollywood Hills Headed to the ocean for a view that could kill Watching from the wheel at Santa Monica pier A million diamonds floating on heavenly tears The gentle wind won't make a sound Even though it's forcing the waves to pound Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Hear those guitars gently strumming Hear those voices softly humming It's hard to feel down Living in this town But you're so far away It's a long, long way from January All the way to December Even when the sun and I head off the street There's an unspoken promise that we keep We'll pilot our light into another day And keep a golden glow warming up L.A. Even when dreams are deep and sweet I'm listening for the rhythm of the morning beat I'll listen for the morning beat I'll listen for the morning beat Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah |
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Open up, open up, open your eyes
It's time, it's time, it's time to rise Okay, let's take it slow You ain't got no place to go I cried a million tears I wasted a lot of years Life was so dead (so dead) Life was so dead (so dead) Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light How could I have got so low I'm embarassed to tell you so I laid around this whole place I hardly ever washed my face Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light Now it don't matter what your age is Don't you know it's just a state of mind Let's get the jump on it before it's too late Friendly reminder, friendly reminder So take a lesson from one who knows Just where being lazy goes There's a time to live A reason to live, to live, to live Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light Open up, open up, open your eyes It's time, it's time, it's time to rise Okay, let's take it slow You ain't got no place to go |
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Open up, open up, open your eyes
It's time, it's time, it's time to rise Okay, let's take it slow You ain't got no place to go I cried a million tears I wasted a lot of years Life was so dead (so dead) Life was so dead (so dead) Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light How could I have got so low I'm embarassed to tell you so I laid around this whole place I hardly ever washed my face Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light Now it don't matter what your age is Don't you know it's just a state of mind Let's get the jump on it before it's too late Friendly reminder, friendly reminder So take a lesson from one who knows Just where being lazy goes There's a time to live A reason to live, to live, to live Oxygen, oxygen right to the brain Skip the vice versus, get to the refrain Let yourself go, don't carry that weight Never destroy when you can create Ready steady, California I'm filling up my lungs again And breathing light Open up, open up, open your eyes It's time, it's time, it's time to rise Okay, let's take it slow You ain't got no place to go |
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Just now I was thinkin' bout another perfect day
Wishing it would come again your way Down below, a sparkled city scatters by the bay Tells you your suspicions are at play One by one, a carpet of star-spangled cities sleep Like so many dancing diamonds with a beat Each of them are home with walls of stories they could tell Meet the crack of dawn A freeway starts to roll An owl hoots it's last goodbye to a coyote on patrol Each day keeps me guessin' Will you take what I'm confessing? Will you find the heartbeat in L.A.? |
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I had this dream
Singing with my brothers In harmony, supporting each other Tail winds, wheels spin, down the pacific coast Surfin on the A.M., heard those voices again In Southern California, Dreams wake up for you And when you wake up here You wake up everywhere In the flow of the ocean and the warmth of the rays Heard music in the air and in the waves The wind chimed, laughter rhymed We had nothing but time In Southern California I heard the voice of my mind In Southern California, Dreams wake up for you And when you wake up here You wake up everywhere Oh, it's magical Living your dreams Don't want to sleep, you might miss something Oh, it's magical I'm glad it happened to me Fell asleep in the band room Woke up in history Surfer silhouettes The sun went into the sea As we headed home, we drove into a movie Love songs, pretty girls - Didn't want it to end Tried to slow down the motion So it could move us again In Southern California, Dreams wake up for you And when you wake up here You wake up everywhere Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah Maumamayama glory, Hallelujah |
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