| Lyrics | Song |
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| I never said I wanted to be a man | |
| But how much can I fake I'll speak until I break | |
| I can't tell ya how proud I am, I write about things I don't understand, | |
| But, got plenty of places to go, lots of homes we ain't been to yet | |
| Your fingers have become a crane, pulling on these puppet strings | |
| We'll get clean together and I'll find a soapbox where I can shout it | |
| Looking at the door, it's coming through the floor | |
| Won't you come along, dear? Won't you come along? | |
| Don't look like satisfaction, don't care what you do | |
| Maybe Edison is AC/DC | |
| Completely baffled by a backward indication that an inspired word will come across your tongue | |
| There's a little boy with a spider in his hand | |
| Just as a child at ten might act But you're far too old | |
| Like a summer rose needs the sun and rain | |
| I'm sorry to leave you all alone, You're sitting silent by the phone | |
| Let her go, let her go, God bless her | |
| I don't care what other people say I'm going to love you, anyway | |
| And if you're saying goodbye, please don't you think me bitter | |
| Well what am I supposed to think, I drop a nickel in the sink | |
| And your thoughts have been stolen by the boys | |
| And ride him when the doggie isn't able | |
| Well, there was a little corner where you first got kissed | |
| And if I catch it comin' back my way I'm gonna serve it to you | |
| And all them big jungle cats get it and I bet your little dog gets it | |
| But sooner or later I'll break your smile | |
| What kind of cartwheels do I have to pull? | |
| When i get you home, this is how it goes | |
| Her mama said: 'No, she's my only daughter' | |
| And I been going to mystery misses I respect the art of the show | |
| And when you're in the bigger room you might not know what to do | |
| I said 39 times that I love you to the beauty I had found | |
| With the question, 'Do you feel the same?' | |
| First you said I was blind and it's gonna be different this time | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
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| The problems in hand are lighter than at heart | |
| Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh Ahhhh | |
| When I see my face I want to disappear | |
| It not a vintage Cadillac but it always gets me there and back | |
| I don't know any lullabys I don't know how to make you mine | |
| Who's to say that I'm unhappy 'cause I rarely smile? | |
| Can it be that I don't want what you want? | |
| Where are the angels? Don't forget me | |
| Lemonade me, then grade me then deliver my baby | |
| His voice it trembles as he calls out for another plate of food | |
| Well it's Easter morning now and there's no one around | |
| Is the problem you're allergic to a well familiar name? | |
| Well, let's do it, let's get on a plane and just do it | |
| I wish you could be sitting here next to me | |
| She, with all her female guile led him helpless down the aisle | |
| You think it's sleazy? Then put it in a short letter | |
| We will rest upon the ground and look at all the bugs we found | |
| You might read from Revelation back to Genesis | |
| But if i could find emotion to stimulate devotion | |
| I want to spin my little watch right before your eyes | |
| Now my hands are turnin' red | |
| Jump up and let me know when you're there | |
| Yeah monkey, jumping on the bed now | |
| I saw him talk to her, but I stayed in my lane and played my game steady | |
| Well in every complicated situation there's a human relation | |
| Well if they catch me around you're playing rock the boat | |
| Ya need ta spit it out, in a telephone booth | |
| I want my mommy! Mommy! | |
| No matter which way you stay you're out of my mind, out of my mind | |
| Why don't you go off and just love yourself | |
| These two sides of my brain need to have a meeting | |
| Well, he learned to crawl on the kitchen wall | |
| What would I liked to have been? Everything you hate | |
| | Lyrics | Song |
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| And I love my sister, Lord knows how I've missed her | |
| If there is a lie, then there is a liar, too | |
| That you're more beautiful compelling and stronger | |
| Now, you Saturday night womens, you love to ape and clown | |
| Well every highway that I go down seems to be longer than the last one that I knew about | |
| And see Rita Hayworth there in a place so seedy | |
| Well the hills are pretty and rollin' | |
| You need to know the difference between a father and a lover | |
| I'm getting lazy, throw me a bone | |
| The motion of her tiny hands and the quiver of her bones below | |
| When I held her I was really holding air | |
| Outside, my door. Unlocked, I'm lookin' | |
| Everything's so funny, I don't have the money | |
| And the sun may shine right through your tooth, dear | |
| And then my idols walk next to me | |
| No I'm never, no I'm never, no I'm never gonna let you down now | |
| Walking down the street carrying a baseball bat | |
| Your voice is soft like summer rain, | |
| I'm ready, ready,teddy to rock and roll | |
| Rip up the paper to hear a sound | |
| The smile on your face made her think she had the right one | |
| Why don't you kick yourself out? You're an immigrant too! | |
| I have a woman 'says come and watch me bleed | |
| Soft hair and a velvet tongue I want to give you what you give to me | |
| Turn the oscillator, twist it with a dollar bill | |
| Think of what the past did it could've lasted | |
| Lots of girls walk around in tears, but that's not for you | |
| Your attempt to construct me in the interest of passion | |
| Try to keep the truth from showing up | |
| Knowing you I'll think things are gonna be fine | |
| and I'm in the middle with nobody to love | |
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