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Robert De Niro's waiting
Talking Italian
Robert De Niro's waiting
Talking Italian
Robert De Niro's waiting
Talking Italian (Talking Italian)
Robert De Niro's waiting
I don't need a boy
I've got a man of steel
Don't come any closer
I don't wanna feel (Ooh)
You're breathing, you're touching
But nothing's for free
I never want this to happen to me
Don't try to change me, you're wasting your time
Now I've got something much better in mind

If you could read my mind love,
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie
'Bout a ghost from a wishing well
In a castle dark or a fortress strong
With chains upon my feet
You know that ghost is me
And I will never be set free
As long as I'm a ghost that you can't see

There's a ghost in my house
The ghost of your memories
The ghost of the love you took from me
Where our love used to be
Only shadows from the past I see
Time can't seem to erase
The vision of your smiling face
Though you found someone new
I can't get over you
There's a ghost in my house
I can't hide
(Ghost in my house)
From the ghost of your love that's inside
(Ghost in my house)

Through the mirror of my mind
Time after time
I see reflections of you and me
Reflections of
The way life used to be
Reflections of
The love you took from me
Oh, I'm all alone now
No love to shield me
Trapped in a world
That's a distorted reality

I'm starting with the man in the mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
And no message could have been clearer
If you wanna make the world a better place
Take a look at yourself and then make a change

I took my love, I took it down
Climbed a mountain and I turned around
And I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills
'Til the landslide brought me down
Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love?
Can the child within my heart rise above?
Can I sail through the changin' ocean tides?
Can I handle the seasons of my life?
Mmm
Well, I've been 'fraid of changin'
'Cause I've built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Even children get older
And I'm gettin' older, too

When I find out all the reasons
Maybe I'll find another way
Find another day
With all the changing seasons of my life
Maybe I'll get it right next time
And now that you've been broken down
Got your head out of the clouds
You're back down on the ground
And you don't talk so loud
And you don't walk so proud
Any more, and what for

We had joy, we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the hills that we climbed
Were just seasons out of time

All our lives we had fun
We had seasons in the sun
But the world that we reached
Were just starfish on the beach

Goodbye Michelle, my little one
I was the apple of the shinning sun
Another apple out of reach
All my tears are salty
I think now I was taught to weep

You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby
My poor old-fashioned baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out, yes, you are
I said you're, left outta there without a doubt
'Cause baby, baby, baby, you're out of time

Mother, mother
There's too many of you crying
Brother, brother, brother
There's far too many of you dying
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some loving here today, yeah

Father, father
We don't need to escalate
You see, war is not the answer
For only love can conquer hate
You know we've got to find a way
To bring some loving here today, oh (Oh)

Picket lines (Sister) and picket signs (Sister)
Don't punish me (Sister) with brutality (Sister)
Talk to me (Sister), so you can see (Sister)
Oh, what's going on (What's going on)
What's going on (What's going on)
Yeah, what's going on (What's going on)
Oh, what's going on

Hey little sister what have you done
Hey little sister who's the only one
Hey little sister who's your superman
Hey sister who's the one you want
Hey little sister , shotgun
It's a nice day to start again
It's a nice day for a white wedding
It's a nice day to start again

Superman or Green Lantern ain't got a-nothin' on me
I can make like a turtle and dive for a pearl in the sea, yeah
A you can just sit there thinking on your velvet throne
'Bout all the rainbows a-you can a-have for your own
Cause I made my mind up you're going to be mine
I'll tell you right now, any trick in the book and now, baby
All that I can find

Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub

Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job is entertaining folks
Singings songs and telling jokes
In a nightclub

Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once was a winner
In a contest

Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once cut a record
They played it for a week or so
On the local radio
It never made it

She wanted to be Betty Grable
But now she sits there at that beer stained table
Dreaming of the things she never got to do
All those dreams that never came true

The local radio says sorry time to go
But I don't sleep too well
Where are those Southern Belles
Tryin to get a telephone line through South Caroline
Your call may bring somebody down for miles around
I'm watching her eyes again
I won't use no fountain pen

The lady isn't here. The message wasn't clear
She left an hour ago, screamed from the floor below
Mother nature never gives in, she wants you to sing
But how can I go on just singing this song
My car's out of gas again
Hurry home to see my friend

There, running my hands through her hair
Both of us thinking how good it can be
Someone is speaking, but she doesn't know he's there
I want her everywhere
And if she's beside me, I know I need never care
But to love her is to need her everywhere
Knowing that love is to share
Each one believing that love never dies
Watching her eyes and hoping I'm always there

Women know protraction
As they cut it into sections
She's just splitting
All throughout the crazy action
Counting every fraction every bird that flies

Keeps watching her eyes
He's just watching her eyes
He keeps watching her eyes
Can't stop watching her eyes
But his time is running short
Making sure of what he's got
He's not moving much
Seems so hard in this strange weather
To try to live without a lover
Or a loving touch

Her hair is Harlow gold
Her lips sweet surprise
Her hands are never cold
She's got Bette Davis eyes
She'll turn the music on you
You won't have to think twice
She's pure as New York snow
She's got Bette Davis eyes

And she'll tease you
She'll unease you
All the better just to please you
She's precious, and she knows just
What it takes to make you blush
She's got Greta Garbo standoff sighs
She's got Bette Davis eyes

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If'n you don't know by now
And it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It'll never do somehow
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I'll be gone
You're the reason I'm a-traveling on
But don't think twice, it's all right
And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
And it ain't no use in turning on your light, babe
I'm on the dark side of the road
But I wish there was somethin' you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
But we never did too much talking anyway
But don't think twice, it's all right

The lunatic is on the grass.
The lunatic is on the grass.
Remembering games and daisy chains and laughs.
Got to keep the loonies on the path.

The lunatic is in the hall.
The lunatics are in my hall.
The paper holds their folded faces to the floor
And every day the paper boy brings more.

And if the dam breaks open many years too soon
And if there is no room upon the hill
And if your head explodes with dark forebodings too
I'll see you on the dark side of the moon.

The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Take away my right to choose
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Take away my point of view
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Take away my dignity
Take these things away from me
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Take away my family
Take awaythe right to speak
The lunatics have taken over the asylum
Take away my point of view
Take away my right to choose

Roll up roll up for the Mystery Tour
Roll up roll up for the Mystery Tour
Roll up
That's an invitation
Roll up for the Mystery Tour
Roll up
To make a reservation
Roll up for the Mystery Tour
The Magical Mystery Tour
Is waiting to take you away
Waiting to take you away

They took the whole Cherokee nation
Put us on this reservation
Took away our ways of life
The tomahawk and the bow and knife
Took away our native tongue
And taught their English to our young
And all the beads we made by hand
Are nowadays made in Japan
Cherokee people Cherokee tribe
So proud to live so proud to die

Lady, you keep asking why he likes you how come
Wonder why he wants more if he's just had some
Boys, she's got more to play with in the way of toys
Lady's eyes go off and on with a finger full of glue
Lips are drawn upon her face in come-to-me tattoo
Creamy suntan color that fades when she bathes
Paper dresses catch on fire and you lose her in the haze
Don't ever change lady, he likes you that way
Because he's just had his hair done and he wants to use your wig
He's going off the drug thing 'cause his veins are getting big
He wants to sell his paintings but the market is slow
They're only paying him two grams now
For a one-man abstract show
Don't ever change people even if you can
You are your own best toy to play with, remote control hands
Made for each other
Made in Japan

In the deserts of Sudan
And the gardens of Japan
From Milan to Yucatan
Every woman, every man
Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me, hit me!
Je t'adore, ich liebe dich
Hit me, hit me, hit me!
Hit me with your rhythm stick
Hit me slowly, hit me quick
Hit me, hit me, hit me!

Well, you're the real tough cookie with the long history
Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
That's okay, let's see how you do it
Put up your dukes, let's get down to it
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot
Hit me with your best shot
Fire away