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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
Oh, my, my, I could love you forever,
Oh, my, my, I only wish that I could, Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, girl, you feel so good. You, you make my heart sing, You make my life worthwhile, Life is such, there's so much to discover, To uncover it is gonna take a while. Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, I only wish that I could, Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, girl, you feel so good. I think of us together, It takes my breath away, Up to the sky, I go flying, Oh, my, my, is all I can say, hey. SOLO Oh, my, my, Oh, my, my, my, my, Oh, my, my, my, my, my, my, Oh, my, oh, my, oh, my, oh, my, oh, my, my, my, my, my. You, you make my heart sing, You make my life worthwhile, Life is such, there's so much to discover, To uncover it, it's gonna take a while. Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, I only wish that I could, Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my. Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, my, I only wish that I could, Oh, my, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, girl, you feel so good. Oh, my, my, I could love you forever, Oh, my, my, I only wish that I could. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I've got a ticket on a ferry ride,
I've got a ticket and it hurts inside, I wonder if she knows That I don't really want to go, oh, no, I still love her so. I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket and it hurts inside, I never thought the day Would come when I would say goodbye this way, Wanted so to stay. (I've got a ticket on a ferry ride) I still love her so, Don't really want to go. (I've got a ticket on a ferry ride) I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, (I've got a ticket on a ferry ride) I've got a ticket and it hurts inside, I wonder if she knows That I don't really have to go, oh, no, I still love her so. I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket and it hurts inside, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket and it hurts inside, I got a ticket on a ferry ride, ahhh. I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride, I've got a ticket on a ferry ride. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
You're so good to me,
I'm hooked on the things you do, You're so good to me, Tell me, what can I do for you. Can I take you for a walk, little n-now? Can I take you for a talk, little n-n-now? Can I give you love, love, love, All of my love, love, love, I'll give you love, love, love, Touch me, hug me, so I know I'm awake, hey. You're so good to me, I'm hooked on the things you do, You're so good to me, Tell me, what can I do for you. Can I kiss you so's you're kissed, little n-n-now? Check off all that's on your list, little n-n-now? Can I give you love, love, love, All of my love, love, love, I said love, love, love, I tell you what, she gets all that I got, hey. You're so good to me, I'm hooked on the things you do, You're so good to me, Tell me, what can I do for you. SOLO Let me give you love, love, love, Love, love, love, All of my love, love, love, Holy smoke, oh darling. You're so good to me, You've got me hooked on the things you do, You're so good to me, Tell me what can I do for you. You're so good to me, You've got me hooked on the things you do, You're so good to me, Tell me what can I do for you. You're so good to me, Tell me what can I do for you. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I held you tight and it felt like it,
Took a breath, made me weak, like it, Kissed your lips and I know that it tasted just like it, Thought I'd never see all this happen to me. But it feels like love, makes me weak like love, And it tastes just like it's got to be love, Oh, it's in the air, I feel it everywhere, I'm so happy 'cause I know it's got to be love, No two ways about it, 's got to be love. I look at you and it looks like it, When you talk, oh, it sounds like it, Deep inside all my thoughts and my heart say it's so, Still I've got to be sure 'cause I've been fooled before. But it looks like love and it sounds like love, And my heart tells me it's got to be love, Oh, it's in the air, I feel it everywhere, I'm so happy 'cause I know it's got to be love, No two ways about it, 's got to be love, No two ways about it, 's got to be love, Oh, oh, oh, no two ways about it, 's got to be love, Oh, oh, no two ways about it, 's got to be love. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
by Steven Soles & Ned Albright
(Uno, dos, tres...) Acapulco sun, Leaving work undone, Dream about the nighttime till she comes. She'll take my hand and walk with me, Down along the sea, Hear the pretty song she sings for free. She's singing me songs of love so sweet, And the words she's saying are so simple and complete: "I love you, truly, do." Acapulco sun, Tells me she's the one, Dream about the sunset till she comes. She'll take my hand and walk with me, Down along the sea, Hear the pretty song she sings for free. She's singing me songs of love so sweet, And the words she's saying are so simple and complete: "I love you, truly, do." Acapulco sun, Leaving work undone, Dream about the nighttime till she comes. |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I tell you she's a heart breaker and you can't tell me she ain't,
There's a little devil in her under all that powder and paint, And she can hang you up every night, And get you so uptight, She's 99 pounds, I say 99 pounds, She's 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite. I tell you half a ton of sugar ain't half as sweet as her, She can change you, rearrange you till you don't remember what you were, And it don't even pay to fight, 'Cause she don't know wrong from right, She's 99 pounds, I said 99 pounds, She's 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite. SOLO And, well, she may look like an angel, but she's made out of T-N-T, She's a little, bitty package of explosivity, Yay, but when she holds you tight, She's some kind of outtasight, She's 99 pounds, I say 99 pounds, I say 99 pounds of some kind of dynamite. I say 99 pounds, I say 99 pounds, 62 inches, I say 99 pounds. |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
by Jeff Barry
Oh, tell me, love and tell me truly, Do you believe this is forever? Well, I'll tell you, love, that I believe you, Oh, when you tell me that you will leave me never. Oh, tell me, love, are my words a waste? Tell me, love, are my lips to your taste? 'Cause I want to please you, I want to please you. And tell me, love, do you know you amaze me? You keep changing for the better with every passing day, Well, I'll tell you, love, sometimes it kind of scares me, I've got to keep on getting to you so you don't get away. Oh, tell me, love, are my words a waste? And tell me, love, are my lips to your taste? 'Cause I want to please you, I want to please you. So, tell me, love, Please, tell me, love, Tell me, love. Back to Changes Do You Feel It Too? by Jeff Barry & Andy Kim I'm like a toy balloon and someone cruel has cut the string, I'm drifting out of sight, my head's too light to find a thing, Oh, baby, life is like a cartoon movie, Being with you makes it groovy, Everything you do is new to me. And do you feel it, too? Do you find an added joy in every little thing you do? Whoa, do you feel it, too? Do you find the only thing that matters now is me and you? I can't believe my ears, you know I hear such crazy sounds, Each time I talk to you and walk with you I'm off the ground, Oh, baby, love is great, you just can't top it, Got the ball, we mustn't drop it, Girl, there ain't a thing can stop it now. And do you feel it, too? Do you find an added joy in every little thing you do? Whoa, do you feel it, too? Do you find the only thing that matters now is me and you? Tell me, baby. SOLO Oh, baby, life is like a cartoon movie, Being with you makes it groovy, Everything you do is new to me. And do you feel it, too? Do you find an added joy in every little thing you do? Whoa, do you feel it, too? Do you find the only thing that matters now is me and you? Tell me, darling. Hey, do you feel it, too? Do you find an added joy in every little thing you do? Whoa, do you feel it, too? Do you find the only thing that matters now is me and you? Tell me, baby. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I'm like a toy balloon
And someone cruel has cut the string I'm drifting out of sight My head's too light to find a thing Oh baby, life is like a cartoon movie Being with you makes it groovy Everything you do is new to me And do you feel it too? Do you find another joy in every little thing you do? Oh do you feel it too, do you find the only thing That matters now is me and you? I can't believe my ears You know I hear such crazy sounds Each time I talk to you And walk with you I'm off the ground Oh baby, love is great, you just can't top it Got the ball we mustn't drop it Girl there ain't a thing can stop it now And do you feel it too? Do you find another joy in every little thing you do? Oh do you feel it too, do you find the only thing That matters now is me and you? Tell me baby Oh baby, life is like a cartoon movie Being with you makes it groovy Everything you do is new to me And do you feel it too? Do you find another joy in every little thing you do? Oh do you feel it too, do you find the only thing That matters now is me and you? |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I once went with a belly dancer,
(Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) Once around I didn't stand a chance (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) But, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. Then I went with a gospel singer, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) She tried to wrap me around her finger, now, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) But, I say I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. I, I, I, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) I, I, I, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) I once went with a history teacher, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) I really tried but I couldn't reach her, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) Whoa, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. SOLO Well, let me tell you now, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. I, I, I, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) I, I, I, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) There were some that I can't remember, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) I think I went with Miss November, (Lum, doo-dee, ahh-dee, day) But, I say I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better, I, I, I love you better. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I can see you when the moon is shining bright,
I can feel you when the moon is out of sight, Whisper softly, well, it sounds so nice, All alone in the dark, All alone in the dark. I can hear the words you whisper when you're near, I can feel them tinkle softly in my ear, Kiss me slowly while there's no one here, All alone in the dark, All alone in the dark. You know this darkness makes me see, That you're the only one for me, You know this darkness makes me see, And this time's the only time We can make our feelings rhyme With all the things we could not say. SOLO I can see you when the moon is shining bright, I can feel you when the moon is out of sight, Whisper softly, well, it sounds so nice, All alone in the dark, All alone in the dark, All alone in the dark. |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
M: ...or we could do...
C: Ha-ha, Micky, just do what they want... CR: Do, uh, do both of these again... Well, I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song, Tell you, honey, it won't be long, Well, I'll pack my bags, get out of here With my guitar and a case of beer. Well I'm going north and I'm going south, Tell you, honey, better shut your mouth, Well, I'll kick your head from here to hell, You better know I can do it well. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon, Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on. Well I really don't know I'm going for sure, Ain't got a map and it ain't no tour, I'm just heading out for the open sky, Who knows, I might even die. Well, don't you worry your pretty little head, I never give a damn what I did or said, That's why I'm packing to leave this place, Can't stand to look at your cheating face. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon, Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Tell you what baby, well you better be moving on. Well you treated me like a little boy And you played around like I was a toy, Guess you thought I'd have the blues, Look whose crying, guess you lose. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon, Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Tell you what baby, well, you better be moving on. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon, Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Tell you what baby, well, you better be moving on. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Losing all my money, well, it really ain't so funny, hon, Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling, Tell you what baby, well, you better be moving on, It's about that time, better be moving on, Get out of here, you better be moving on, Well, that's all she wrote, you better be moving on. |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
I never thought it peculiar
That you never gave me a smile, I wasn't socially suited To make it worth your while. Oh, no, and I never thought it peculiar That my heart always beat like a drum Each time I would see you walk by me, You were as pretty as they come. So I sent some flowers to your doorstep, And wrote on the card: "I love you." I don't know why, But, I do know that I Had a feeling that you liked me, too. So I never thought it peculiar When you stopped to ask me the time, And I don't think it's terribly peculiar That now, little girl, you are mine. SOLO So I sent some flowers to your doorstep, And wrote on the card: "I love you." I don't know why, But, I do know that I Had a feeling that you liked me, too. So I never thought it peculiar When you stopped to ask me the time, And I don't think it's terribly peculiar That now, little girl, you are mine, That now, little girl, you are mine, That now, little girl, you are mine. Back to Changes Time And Time Again by David Jones & Bill Chadwick Time and time again, Naughty girls get me in trouble, When I fly too high, Something's bound to burst the bubble. You say this is love, Wonder if you're feeling lonely, Tell me, if you please, Is this for this evening, only? Or will it be for a long, long time? Or just a passing fancy? Will it be for a long, long time? I feel as though it can be. I'll just wait and see, What tomorrow has to bring me, A love that is oh-so true, Or another girl that's free and easy. SOLO So, I'll just wait and see, What tomorrow has to bring me, A love that is oh-so true, Or another girl that's free and easy. Time and time again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again. |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
(1...2...3...4...
We're gonna get it this time, man!) Time and time again, Naughty girls get me in trouble, When I fly too high, Something's bound to burst the bubble. You say this is love, Wonder if you're feeling lonely, Tell me, if you please, Is this for this evening, only? Or will it be for a long, long time? Or just a passing fancy? Will it be for a long, long time? I feel as though it can be. I'll just wait and see, What tomorrow has to bring me, A love that is oh-so true, Or another girl that's free and easy. SOLO So, I'll just wait and see, What tomorrow has to bring me, A love that is oh-so true, Or another girl that's free and easy. Time and time again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again, And again. (Okay, that's it...) |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
You could make it all so easy,
Girl, you know just how to please me, Don't you do it if you think you got to, Don't you do it 'cause you think you ought to. Whoa, do it in the name of love, If you really want me that's reason enough, Do it in the name of love, Do it in the name of love. Baby, ain't it good together? I swear it feels just like forever, Hmm, don't be scared and don't you worry, no, It's all right, there's no hurry, hmm, oh, no. Do it in the name of love, If you really want me that's reason enough, Do it in the name of love, Do it in the name of love. SOLO Come on and do it in the name of love, If you really want me that's reason enough, Do it in the name of love, Do it in the name of love. Oh, now, do it in the name of love, If you really want me that's reason enough, Do it in the name of love, Do it in the name of love. fade out... |
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from The Monkees - Changes (1970)
She's my lady, she's my girl,
She's my woman, she is my world, She's what I want, she's what I need, She's what I got, boy, she's just my speed. She's my daytime and she's my night, All through the darkness, she is my light, Oh, she is a dream, she is, and everything real, She is my heartbeat, she's how I feel. She's a song without an end, She's my lover and my best friend, Oh, deep in the night, and alright and alright, I whisper her name, I say Lady, Lady, Lady, Lady Jane. Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane, Lady Jane. fade out... |
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from Vanilla Sky (바닐라 스카이) by Nancy Wilson [ost] (2001)
My, my the clock in the sky is pounding away
There's so much to say A face, a voice, an overdub has no choice And it cannot rejoice Wanting to be, to hear and to see Crying to the sky But the porpoise is laughing good-bye, good-bye good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Clicks, clacks Riding the backs of giraffes for laughs is alright for a while The ego sings of castles and kings and things That go with a life of style Wanting to feel, to know what is real Living is a lie But the porpoise is waiting good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye Good-bye, good-bye, good-bye |
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from Austin Powers 2 : The Spy Who Shagged Me Vol. 2 (오스틴 파워) by George S. Clinton [ost] (1999)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from Now And Then (나우 앤 덴) by Cliff Eidelman [omnibus, ost] (1995)
Oh, I could hide neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings. The six oclock alarm would never ring. Whoops its ringing and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin razors cold and it stings. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. You once thought of me As a white knight on a steed. Now you know how happy I can be. Oh, and our good times starts and end Without dollar one to spend. But how much, baby, do we really need. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. [instrumental interlude] Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Michael Nesmith
All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The lovelight in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Here we come, walkin'
Down the street. We get the funniest looks from Every one we meet. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We go wherever we want to, do what we like to do We don't have time to get restless, There's always something new. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We're just tryin' to be friendly, Come and watch us sing and play, We're the young generation, And we've got something to say. Any time, Or anywhere, Just look over your shoulder Guess who'll be standing there Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. (break) Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We're just tryin' to be friendly, Come and watch us sing and play, We're the young generation, And we've got something to say. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees Hey, hey, we're the Monkees [repeat and fade] extra verse: Hey, hey, we're the Monkees, You never know where we'll be found. so you'd better get ready, We may be comin' to your town. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost I will melt your heart again. Remember the feeling as a child When you woke up and morning smiled It's time you felt like you did then. There's just no percentage in remembering the past It's time you learned to live again at last. Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind. You stare at me in disbelief You say for you there's no relieve But I swear I'll prove you wrong. Don't stay in your lonely room Just staring back in silent gloom. That's not where you belong Come with me I'll take you where the taste of life is green And everyday holds wonders to be seen. Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Monday had a sad child
Always feeling low down, Tuesday had a dream child She's always on the go Now I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. If you love a Wednesday You'll live your life apart now And if you love a Thursday She's gonna break your heart, So I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. Seven days of the week made to choose from But only one is right for me I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe. I can tell by the way she looks at me Friday likes the good life She'll take you for a ride now And Sunday makes a good wife But she wants to be a bride So I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone,
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. You're trying to make your mark in society, You're using all the tricks that you used on me, You're reading all them high-fashion magazines, The clothes you're wearing, girl, they're causing public scenes. I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, When I first met you, girl, you didn't have no shoes, But, now you're walking around like you're front page news, You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose, But, you won't find my name in your book of "Who's Who". I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, (No, girl, not me!) I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, No, girl, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
(She!) She told me that she loved me,
And like a fool I believed her from the start (She!) She said she'd never hurt me, But then she turned around and broke my heart. Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong (Hey!) I'm better off alone. (She!) She devoured all my sweet love, Took all I had and then she fed me dirt (She!) She laughed while I was crying It was such a joke to see the way it hurt. Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong (Hey!) I'm better off alone. And now I know just why she keeps me hanging 'round, (Hanging 'round) She needs someone to walk on so her feet don't touch the ground (Don't touch the ground) But I love her! (Love her!) I need her! (Need her!) I want her! (Want her!) Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah!-Yeah!-Yeah!-Yeah!-She! Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong, now (Hey!) I'm better off alone. (She!) Why am I missing her? (She!) I should be kissing her! (She!) Why am I missing her? (She!) I should be kissing her! |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Walk out,
Girl don't you walk out We've got things to say Talked out, let's have it talked out Things will be okay Girl I don't want to fight That I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me, (a little bit me) And it's a little bit you too Don't know, just what I said wrong But girl I apologize Don't go, here's where you belong So wipe the tears from your eyes Girl I don't want to find That I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me And it's a little bit you too Oh girl I don't want to fight I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me And it's a little bit you to It's a little bit me It's a little bit you Girl don't go No no no no no Girl don't go No no no no no Hey girl |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
When the world and I were young,
Just yesterday. Live was such a simple game, A child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong. Easy then to tell weak from strong. When a man should stand and fight, Or just go along. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. I remember when the answers seemed so clear We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies Selling out from compromise Who to love and who to hate, The foolish from the wise. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. It was easy then to know what was fair When to keep and when to share. How much to protect your heart And how much to care. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. Only shades of gray. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Sometime in the morning
A simple thought may occur to you, And you hold her, And tell her all the things you never told her. Your love has shown me things I never thought I could see; I didn't know It could be done so easily. Now I know You're where it is for me. Sometime in the evening You're sitting there by the fireside And she'll touch you And you'll realize how much you never knew before, How much you couldn't see. You didn't know It could be done so easily Now you know She's all a girl could be. Now in her childlike eyes You see the beauty there You know it was always there And you need no longer wear a disguise. Sometime in the morning You'll just reach out and she will be there, Close as the summer air. Sometime in the morning she will be there. |
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