More song lyrics 7

Why can't I, be like any guy?
Why do they try to make me run?
Son of a gun, now.
What do they care, about the clothes I wear?
Why get their kicks from making fun, yeah
This world's got a lot of space
And if they don't like my face
It ain't me that's going anywhere, no
So I don't care
Let 'em laugh at me

I want all the world to see
To see you're laughing, and you're laughing at me
I can take it all from you
Again again again again
Again again again and deeper and down

I've been up, I've been down
I've been kicked to the ground
But I can't get my mind off of you
So I keep on movin' on to a place I belong
Hopin' you wanted me to
I'm better than I was before
I'm knocking at your door
I'm coming back for more

Is it you again outside
Just banging on the front door?
You say you had enough
Now you're comin' back for more
But that's alright
I said that, "That's alright"
I may not want to admit it
I'm just a fool for your stockings I believe

I'm looking for something in red
Something thats shocking to turn someone's head
Strapless and sequinned and cut down to there
Stockings and garters and lace underwear
The guaranteed number to knock the man dead
I'm looking for something in red.

You're more than a number in my little red book,
you're more than a one night date,
All it had to take me was just one look,
My heart began a thumpin',
Babe you had it jumpin',
Cause' you're more than a number in my little red book,
You're more than a one night stand,
In case you get to thinkin' that you'd been took,
You're more than a number,
Written in my little red book.

Do me a favour
Won't you say what's on your mind?
I may not have the answer
But I can make it easier to find
Too many times
You gave more than you took
Now, I can show you
Things are better than they look
You're number one
In my book

At last my dreams come true
Today he said "I do"
Friends said it couldn't be done
But all his love I know I've won
'Cause 3rd finger, left hand
That's where he placed the wedding band

He walked right up to me
And pledged his love for me
I longed to hear him say
The sweet words he spoke that day
Made me feel so good inside
The tears came to my eyes
I love him above the rest
'Cause in my book he's the best

Cause now it's Judy's turn to cry,
Judy's turn to cry
Judy's turn to cry
Cause Johnny's come back to me.

When Judy left with Johnny at my party
And came back wearing his ring
I just sat down
And cried my eyes out
Now that was a foolish thing

Cause now its Judy's turn to cry
Judy's turn to cry
Judy's turn to cry
Cause Johnny's come back to me.

An answer song

Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone
But Judy left the same time
Why was he holding her hand
When he's supposed to be mine?
It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to
Cry if I want to
You would cry too, if it happened to you
Play all my records, keep dancing all night
But leave me alone for awhile
'Til Johnny's dancing with me
I've got no reason to smile

Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see
Mama told me not to come
Mama told me not to come
That ain't the way to have fun, no (uh-uh)

I don't want to drink my whisky like you do
I don't need to spend my money but still do

A-don't stop now, a c'mon
Another drop now, a c'mon
I wanna lot now, so c'mon
That's why, that's why
I-said Mama, but we're all crazy now
I said Mama, but we're all crazy now
I said Mama, but we're all crazy now

Far across the ocean
In the land of look and see
There once was a time
For you and me
Where the winds blow sweetly
And the easy seas flow still
And where the barefoot dream of life
Can laugh and cry it's fill
Where slot machine confusion
And the plastic universe
Are objects of amusement
In the fiction of their curse
And where the crazy whiteman
And his teargas happiness
Lies dead and long since buried
By his own fantastic mess
For I hate the whiteman
And his plastic excuse
For I hate the whiteman
And the man who turned him loose.

Fergus sings the blues
In bars of twelve or less
I'm a stranger to the land
To this wilderness
All things are possible
But happen less and less
This is my country these are my reasons
Cos I look in the mirror
and it throws back a question...

Tell me can this white man sing the blues?

Let's dance
Put on your red shoes and dance the blues
Let's dance
To the song they're playin' on the radio
Let's sway
While color lights up your face
Let's sway
Sway through the crowd to an empty space

Come a little bit closer
Hear what I have to say
Just like children sleepin'
We could dream this night away
But there's a full moon risin'
Let's go dancin' in the light
We know where the music's playin'
Let's go out and feel the night
Because I'm still in love with you
I want to see you dance again
Because I'm still in love with you
On this harvest moon

The night was mighty dark so you could hardly see
For the moon refused to shine
Couples sitting underneath a willow tree
For love they pine
The little maid was kinda 'fraid of darkness
So she said, "I guess I'll go"
Boy began to sigh, looked up at the sky
Told the moon his little tale of woe
Oh, shine on, shine on harvest moon up in the sky
I ain't had no lovin' since April, January, June or July
Snow time ain't no time to stay outdoors and spoon
So shine on, shine on harvest moon for me 'n' my gal

This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
This little light of mine
I'm gonna let it shine
Let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

Oh, Philadelphia freedom
Shine on me, I love ya
Shine a light through the eyes of the ones left behind
Shine a light, shine the light
Shine the light, won't you shine the light?
Philadelphia freedom, I love ya
Yes, I do

Angels beating all their wings in time
With smiles on their faces and a gleam right in their eyes
Whoa, thought I heard one sigh for you
Come on up now, come on up now, come on up now
May the good Lord shine a light on you
Yeah, make every song you sing your favorite tune
May the good Lord shine a light on you, yeah
Warm like the evening sun

Oh, Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes BenzMy friends all drive Porches, I must make amends
Worked hard all my lifetime, no help from my friends
So, oh Lord, won't you buy me a Mercedes Benz?

I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord
And I've been waiting for this moment, for all my life, oh lord
Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord

Rhythm is a dancer
It's a soul's companion
You can feel it everywhere
Lift your hands and voices
Free your minds and join us
You can feel it in the air
Oh oh, it's a passion
Oh oh , you can feel it in the air
Oh, oh, it's a passion
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

Joseph's face was black as night
The pale yellow moon shone in his eyes
His path was marked
By the stars in the Southern Hemisphere
And he walked his days
Under African skies
This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein
After the dream of falling and calling your name out
These are the roots of rhythm
And the roots of rhythm remain

It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had