More song lyrics 6

But did you know that when it snows
My eyes become large and
The light that you shine can't be seen
Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey
Ooh, the more I get of you, the stranger it feels, yeah
Now that your rose is in bloom
A light hits the gloom on the grey

There she stood in the street
Smiling from her head to her feet
I said hey, what is this
Now baby, maybe she's in need of a kiss
I said hey, what's your name baby
Maybe we can see things the same
Now don't you wait or hesitate
Let's move before they raise the parking rate
All right now baby, it's all right now
All right now baby, it's all right now

Well all right, so I'm being foolish
Well all right let people know
About the dreams and wishes you wish
In the night when lights are low
Well all right, well all right
We'll live and love with all our might
Well all right, well all right
Our lifetime of love will be all right

He don't need no sedatives to ease his troubled mind
At work he is invariably unpleasant and unkind
Why should he care if he is hated in his home
'Cause he's gotta house in the country,
And a big sports car
He's gotta house in the country,
And a big sports car
But he ain't gotta home, oh no
And he's as wicked as he can be
'Cause he's gotta house in the country
Where he likes to spend his weekend days
Oh yeah, oh yeah, well all right

And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife
And you may ask yourself, "Well, how did I get here?"
Letting the days go by, let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by, water flowing underground
Into the blue again, after the money's gone
Once in a lifetime, water flowing underground
And you may ask yourself, "How do I work this?"
And you may ask yourself, "Where is that large automobile?"
And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful house"
And you may tell yourself, "This is not my beautiful wife"

I was born in a trunk.
Mama died and my daddy got drunk.
Left me here to die alone
In the middle of Tobacco Road.
Grow up in rusty shack
All I had was hangin' on my back.
Only you know how I loathe
This place called Tobacco Road.
But it's home, the only life I ever known.
Only you know how I loathe Tobacco Road

I was born in a crossfire hurricane
And I howled at the morning drivin' rain
But it's all right now, in fact it's a gas
But it's all right, I'm jumpin' jack flash
It's a gas, gas, gas

I could have loved you, girl, like a planet
I could have chained your heart to a star
But it really doesn't matter at all
No it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas
I could have built a house on the ocean
I could have placed our love in the sky
But it really doesn't matter at all
No it really doesn't matter at all
Life's a gas

I just got an invitation through the mails
"Your presence requested this evening
It's formal, a top hat, a white tie and tails"
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because I'm invited to step out this evening
With top hat and white tie and tails
I'm puttin' on my top hat
Tyin' up my white tie
Brushin' off my tails
I'm dudin' up my shirt front
Puttin' in the shirt studs
Polishin' my nails
I'm steppin' out, my dear
To breathe an atmosphere
That simply reeks with class
And I trust that you'll excuse my dust
When I step on the gas
For I'll be there
Puttin' down my top hat
Mussin' up my white tie
Dancin' in my tails

Wear a tall hat like a druid in the old days
Wear a tall hat and a tatooed gown
Ride a white swan like the people of the Beltane
Wear your hair long, babe you can't go wrong

Her brow is like the snowdrift
Her throat is like a swan
Her face it is the fairest
That e'er the sun shone on
That e'er the sun shone on
And dark blue is her ee
And for bonnie Annie Laurie
I lay me doon and dee

They say that all is fair in love and war
And child believe it
When mama stayed in Saint Tropez
She had a fall or two
And I'm telling it to you straight
So you don't have to hear it in another way
Oh Annie, I'm not your daddy
Oh Annie, I'm not your daddy

Oh my beloved Papa!
He’s pleasing, he’s beautiful.
I want to go to Porta Rossa, to buy the ring.
Yes, yes I want to go.
And if I love in vain.
I’ll go to Ponte Vecchio to throw myself in the Arno.
I struggle and I’m tormented!
Oh God I want to die!
Daddy please please!
Daddy please please!

Oh my dear daddy
I love him, he is so handsome
I want to go to Porta Rossa
to buy the ring!
Yes, yes, I mean it
And if my love were in vain
I would go to Ponte Vecchio
and throw myself in the Arno!
I fret and suffer torments!
Oh God, I would rather die!
Daddy, have pity, have pity!
Daddy, have pity, have pity!

Dance to your daddy,
My bonnie laddy,
Dance to your daddy,
My bonnie lamb.

You shall get a fishy,
In a little dishy,
You shall have a fishy,
When the boat comes in.

Oh, I love to love
But my baby just loves to dance
He wants to dance, he loves to dance, he's got to dance
Oh, I love to love
But my baby just loves to dance
Oh, I love to love
But he won't give our love a chance
No, no, no
I love to love
But my baby just loves to dance
The minute the band begins to swing it
He's on his feet to dig it
And dance the night away.

I danced in the morning
When the world was begun,
And I danced in the moon
And the stars and the sun,
And I came down from heaven
And I danced on the earth,
At Bethlehem
I had my birth.
Dance, then, wherever you may be,
I am the Lord of the Dance, said he,
And I'll lead you all, wherever you may be,
And I'll lead you all in the Dance, said he

Bless yore beautiful hide
Wherever you may be
We ain't met yet but I'm a'willin' to bet
You're the gal for me
Bless yore beautiful hide
You're just as good as lost
I don't know your name but I'm a'stakin' my claim
Lest yore eyes is crossed
Oh, I'd swap my gun 'n' I'd swap my mule
Though whoever took it would be one big fool
Or pay yore way through cookin' school
If 'n' you would say, "I do"
Bless yore beautiful hide
Prepare to bend yore knee
And take that vow 'cause I'm a'telling you now
You're the gal for me
Pretty and trim but kinda slim
Heavenly eyes
But, oh, that size
She's gotta be right, to be the bride for me
Bless yore beautiful hide
Wherever you may be
Pretty and trim but not too slim
Heavenly eyes, and just the right size
Simple and sweet
And sassy as can be
Bless her beautiful hide
Yes, she's the girl for me

Night and day, night and day
Under the hide of me
There's an oh, such a hungry yearning, burning inside of me
And its torment won't be through
Till you let me spend my life making love to you
Day and night, night and day

Oh the games people play now
Every night and every day now
Never meaning what they say now
Never saying what they mean
And they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they're covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine whoa

Back home,
they'll be thinking about us
when we are far away.
Back home,
they'll be really behind us
in every game we play.

They'll share every goal we are scoring.
Out there we can still hear them roaring.
And we'll give all we've got to give,
For the folks back home

And when I see the sign that points one way
The lot we used to pass by every day
Just walk away Renee
You won't see me follow you back home
The empty sidewalks on my block are not the same
You're not to blame

I can hardly bear the sight of lipstick on the cigarettes there in the ashtray
Lyin' cold the way you left 'em, but at least your lips caressed them while you packed
Or the lip-print on a half-filled cup of coffee that you poured and didn't drink
But at least you thought you wanted it, that's so much more than I can say for me
What a good year for the roses (roses)
Many blooms still linger there
The lawn could stand another mowin'
Funny, I don't even care
As you turn to walk away
And as the door behind you closes
The only thing I have to say
It's been a good year for the roses

Here we are
Out of cigarettes
Holding hands and yawning
Look how late it gets
Two sleepy people by dawn's early light
And too much in love to say goodnight

Two cigarettes in an ashtray
My love and I in a small cafe
Then a stranger came along
And everything went wrong
Now there's three cigarettes in the ashtray (In the ashtray)
I watched her take him from me
And his love is no longer my own
Now they are gone and I sit alone
And watch one cigarette burn away

I'm gonna fight 'em all
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back
And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette