Opening Lyrics - '90s Edition

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Can you name the '90s songs whose opening lyrics are given?

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Opening LyricsSongArtist
I got a new life. You would hardly recognize me. I'm so glad. How can a person like me care for you?
Six a.m. Day after Christmas. I throw some clothes on in the dark.
She don't care about my car, and she don't care about my money. And that's real good cause I don't got a lot to spend. But if I did it wouldn't mean nothing.
Look into my eyes. You will see what you mean to me. Search your heart. Search your soul. And when you find me there, you'll search no more.
Dear, I fear we're facing a problem. You love me no longer, I know, and maybe there is nothing I can do to make you do.
In my shoes my toes are busted. My kitchen says my bread is molded. I got a good job at the dollar store.
He wakes up in the morning. Does his teeth, bite to eat, and he's rolling. Never changes a thing.
You say that we've got nothing in common, no common ground to start from, and we're falling apart.
Look around your world, pretty baby. Is it everything you hoped it would be?
Don't look now; things just got worse. I'm drunk again. I swear this crescent is just a curse.
Well I know what you're doing. I see it all too clear. I only taste the saline when I kiss away your tears.
Come and close the curtains 'cause all we need is candlelight. You and me and a bottle of wine. Gonna hold you tonight.
The strands in your eyes that color them wonderful stop me and steal my breath. Emeralds from mountains thrust towards the sky never revealing their depth.
We've all seen a man at the liquor store begging for your change. The hair on his face is dirty, dread-locked, and full of mange.
They made up their minds and they started packing. They left before the sun came up that day.
I guess the time was right for us to say we'd take our time and live our lives together day by day.
I'm sitting here in the boring room. It's just another rainy Sunday afternoon. I'm wasting my time, I got nothing to do. I'm hanging around, I'm waiting for you.
Did you see the sky? I think it means that we've been lost. Maybe one less time is all we need.
Could you whisper in my ear the things you want to feel? I'll give you anything to feel it coming.
I had visions. I was in them. I was looking into the mirror to see a little bit clearer the rottenness and evil in me.
You and me, we come from different worlds. You like to laugh at me when I look at other girls.
Sometimes I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear. And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear take the wheel and steer.
A woman on the radio talks about revolution when it's already passed her by. Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about. You know it feels good to be alive.
I hear the clock. It's six a.m. I feel so far from where I've been. I got my eggs, I got my pancakes too. I got my maple syrup; everything but you.
If God had a name, what would it be? And would you call it to His face? If you were faced with Him in all His glory, what would you ask if you had just one question?
Well I'm packing up my game and I'm a head out west where real women come equipped with scripts and fake breasts.
You say I only hear what I want to. You say I talk so all the time... so.
New Kids On The Block had a bunch of hits. Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls stop by for the summer, for the summer.
Some want to think hope is lost. See me stand alone. I can't do what others may want. Then I'll have no home.
Hangin' round downtown by myself and I had so much time to sit and think about myself and then there she was.
Opening LyricsSongArtist
We were as one, babe, for a moment in time. And it seemed everlasting that you would always be mine.
Well I wonder what it's like to be a rainmaker. I wonder what it's like to know that I made the rain.
I hate the world today. You're so good to me, I know, but I cant change. Tried to tell you but you looked at me like maybe I'm an angel underneath.
I thought I saw a man brought to life. He was warm. He came around like he was dignified. He showed me what it was to cry.
Wake up kids, we've got the dreamers' disease. Age fourteen, we've got you down on your knees.
Load up on guns and bring your friends. It's fun to lose and to pretend.
How many special people change? How many lives are living strange? Where were you while we were getting high?
Son, she said, have I got a little story for you. What you thought was your daddy was nothing but a...
I used to think that I could not go on. And life was nothing but an awful song.
Oh, life is bigger. It's bigger than you, and you are not me. The lengths that I will go to.
When you were here before, couldn't look you in the eye. You're just like an angel. Your skin makes me cry.
Psychic spies from China try to steal your mind's elation. And little girls from Sweden dream of silver screen quotations.
She's into superstitions: black cats and voodoo dolls. I feel a premontion that girl's gonna make me fall.
Man it's a hot one. Like seven inches from the midday sun. Well I hear you whisper and the words melt everyone but you stay so cool.
Finally I figured out, but it took a long, long time. Now there's a turnabout, maybe 'cause I'm trying.
Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me; I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed.
Call you up in the middle of the night like a firefly without a light. You were there like a blowtorch burning. I was a key that could use a little turning.
In my eyes, indisposed, in disguise as no one knows, hides the face, lies the snake, the sun in my disgrace.
I guess now it's time for me to give up. (I think it's time.) Got a picture of you beside me. Got your lipstick mark still on your coffee cup.
I wish you would step back from that ledge, my friend.
A lonely mother gazing out of her window, staring at her son that she just can't touch. If at any time he's in a jam, she'll be by his side.
Don't leave me in all this pain. Don't leave me out in the rain. Come back and bring back my smile. Come and take these tears away.
She doesn't own a dress. Her hair is always a mess. Catch her stealing, she won't confess. She's Beautiful.
Is it getting better, or do you feel the same? Will it make it easier on you now you got someone to blame?
If you're alone and you need a friend, someone to make you forget your problems, just come along, baby, take my hand. I'll be your lover tonight.
Somewhere there's speaking. It's already coming in. Oh, and it's rising at the back of your mind.
When I was young I knew everything. She, a punk who rarely ever took advice. Now I'm guilt-stricken, sobbing with my head on the floor.
So long ago, I don't remember when, that's when they say I lost my only friend. Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease as I listened through the cemetery trees.
Somebody's Heiny is crowning my icebox. Somebody's cold one is giving me chills. Guess I'll just close my eyes.
Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination.

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