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Why am I so starry eyed
Starry eyed and mystified
All my dreams are coming true
Just because I'm so in love with you.

You make me feel so young
You make me feel as though spring has sprung
And every time I see you grin
I'm such a happy individual
The moment that you speak
I want to go play hide and seek
I wanna go and bounce the moon
Just like a toy balloon

Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
We could float among the stars together, you and I
For we can fly, we can fly
Up, up and away
My beautiful, my beautiful balloon

Tonight I can feel the cold wind at my back
I'm flyin' high over gray fields my feathers long and black
Down along the river's silent edge I soar
Searching for my beautiful reward
Searching for my beautiful reward

You've got to search for hero inside yourself
Search for the secrets you hide
Search for the hero inside yourself
Until you find the key to your life.

Here comes Johnny singing oldies, goldies
"Be-Bop-A-Lula, " "Baby What I Say"
Here comes Johnny singing, "I Gotta Woman"
Down in the tunnels, trying to make it pay
He got the action, he got the motion
Oh yeah, the boy can play
Dedication, devotion
Turning all the night time into the day
He do the song about the sweet lovin' woman
He do the song about the knife
He do the walk, do the walk of life
Yeah, he do the walk of life

Life is the same
And it always will be
Easy as picking foxes from a tree
But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action
A stud is a lamb
With the thoughts of a tiger
Who moves like a cat
And knows how to ride her
But I can't get no satisfaction
All I want is easy action, baby

When I'm driving in my car
When a man come on the radio
He's telling me more and more
About some useless information
Supposed to fire my imagination
I can't get no, oh, no, no, no, hey, hey, hey
That's what I say
I can't get no satisfaction
I can't get no satisfaction
'Cause I try, and I try, and I try, and I try
I can't get no, I can't get no
When I'm watchin' my TV
And a man comes on and tells me
How white my shirts can be
But, he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarettes as me

I've been driving in my car
It's not quite a Jaguar
I bought it in Primrose Hill
From a bloke from Brazil
It was made in fifty-nine
In a factory by the Tyne

Sittin' in a sleazy snack bar sucking,
Sickly sausage rolls.
Slippin' down slowly, slippin' down sideways,
Think I'll sign off the dole.
'Cause the fog on the Tyne is all mine all mine.
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.
The fog on the Tyne is all mine all mine.
The fog on the Tyne is all mine.
Could a copper catch a crooked copper maker,
could a copper comprehend.
That a crooked copper maker's,
Just an undertaker,
A one it takes to be your friend.

You just call out my name
And you know wherever I am
I'll come running, yes I will baby,
To see you again
Winter Spring Summer or Fall
All you gotta do is call
And I'll be there, yes I will, cos
You've got a friend.

You've got a friend in me
You've got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you're miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you've got a friend in me
Yeah, you've got a friend in me

Well, my name's John Lee Pettimore
Same as my daddy and his daddy before
You hardly ever saw grandaddy down here
He only came to town about twice a year
He'd buy a hundred pounds of yeast and some copper line
Everybody knew that he made moonshine
Now the revenue man wanted granddaddy bad
Headed up the holler with everything he had
Before my time, but I've been told
He never come back from Copperhead Road

Oh, the path was deep and wide
From footsteps leading to our cabin
Above the door there burned a scarlet lamp
And late at night a hand would knock
And there would stand a stranger
Yes, I'm the son of Hickory Holler's tramp

Tears of rain run down my window pane
I'm on my own again, good evening, sorrow
Sit and dream of how things might have been
And as I close my eyes, I get the strangest feeling

[Chorus]
Knock, knock, who's there?
Could this be love that's calling?
The door is always open wide
Knock, knock, who's there?
Now, as the night is falling
Take off your coat and come inside.

Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah

Step inside love, let me find you a place
Where the cares of the day will be carried away
By the smile on your face
We are together now and forever
Come what may
Step inside love and stay.
Step inside love
Step inside love
Step inside love
I want you to stay.

Now if there's a smile on my face
It's only there trying to fool the public
But when it comes down to fooling you
Now honey that's quite a different subject
But don't let my glad expression
Give you the wrong impression
Really I'm sad, oh, I'm sadder than sad
You're gone and I'm hurting so bad
Like a clown I appear to be glad

You've done it all
You've broken every code
And pulled the rebel to the floor
You spoiled the game
No matter what you say
For only metal, what a bore
Blue eyes, blue eyes
How come you tell so many lies?
Come up and see me, make me smile
Or do what you want, running wild
There's nothing left
All gone and run away
Maybe you'll tarry for a while
It's just a test
A game for us to play
Win or lose, it's hard to smile

You've got your mother in a whirl
She's not sure if you're a boy or a girl
Hey babe, your hair's alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you put them on
Rebel rebel, you've torn your dress
Rebel rebel, your face is a mess
Rebel rebel, how could they know?
Hot tramp, I love you so!

Put on your red dress, baby
Ya know we're goin' out tonight
Put on your red dress, baby
Lord, we're goin' out tonight
And-a bring along some boxin' gloves
In case some fool might wanna fight

Put on your high-heel sneakers, lordy
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Put on your high-heel sneakers, child
Wear your wig-hat on your head
Ya know you're looking mighty fine, baby
I'm pretty sure you're gonna knock 'em dead

I'm looking for something in red
Something thats shocking to turn someone's head
Sparkled 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

I have climbed highest mountains
I have run through the fields
Only to be with you
Only to be with you
I have run
I have crawled
I have scaled these city walls
These city walls
Only to be with you
But I still haven't found what I'm looking for

You'll remember me when the west wind moves
Upon the fields of barley
You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we walk in fields of gold
So she took her love
For to gaze a while
Upon the fields of barley
In his arms she fell as her hair came down
Among the fields of gold
Will you stay with me?
Will you be my love?
Upon the fields of barley
We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky
As we lie in fields of gold

If this world is wearing thin
And you're thinking of escape
I'll go anywhere with you
Just wrap me up in chains
But if you try to go alone
Don't think I'll understand
Stay with me