I hardly think I'm qualified. To come across all sanctified. I just don't cut it with the cherubim. The town's already on its knees. Being worshipped is a breeze.
Hey there. Look in the mirror. Are you afraid you might see me looking at you?. . Waiting, waiting at windows. Oh, it's me that you need. Yes it's me and I'm waiting for you.
It's getting dark in here. Don't want to leave. Shadow's falling. And I believe. Winds picking up. Thing's so unclear. I'm afraid of my shadow. And it's getting dark in here.
It ain't gonna be easy from now on. You've been messing around while I've been gone. But sometimes telling the truth can be unkind. Folks who suffer guilt can be so blind.
Many a tear has to fall. But it's all in the game. All in the wonderful game. That we know has love. . You have words with him. And your future's looking kind of dim.
I see your teeth flash, Jamaican honey so sweet. Down where Lexington cross 47th Street. Oh she's a big girl, she's standing six-foot three. Turning tricks for the dudes in the big city.
I'm moving out of tombstone, yeah with the sun behind my back. I'm tired of people talking of things that I lack. Ever since a week ago the day he passed away.
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Deep in the jungle. A story's unfolding. Exotic, sexy, classic. Gianni. Versace. Versace. Versace. Versace. . Deep in the jungle. Versace. Versace. Versace.
Got an Indian maiden. I've got a photograph of you. And I'm hanging on to every little clue about you. . I've got a prepaid reservation. I've got my regulation __________.
As I awoke this evening with the smell of woodsmoke clinging.. Like a gentle cobweb hanging upon a painted teepee.. Oh I went to see my chieftain with my war lance and my woman..
Written by Ray Dorset. . In the summertime when the weather is high. You can stretch right up and touch the sky. When the weather's fine. You got women, you got women on your mind.
In the morning there's a feeling. As I free my eyes of sleep. And think only of him running. To the promise he must keep. . Such a love I've never known.
Got a penny in my pocket. And a dollar in my hand. But I'll drop it in your tin cup. Cause you were a one man band. If I could make a million. On some TV show.
Well I could have been sick. I could have died. I could have given up. And not tried. To make it to tomorrow. Like a brokenhearted lover. . But there was a brand new start.
Lipstick and lashes, the traces of stardom. Lit up on a billboard so everyone sees them in neon. Behind the counter she stares out the window. Up at the billboard that's like a reminder in neon.
Torn from their families. Mothers go hungry. To feed their children. But children go hungry. . There's so many big men. They're out making millions. When poverty's profits.
If you were me and I was you. If you had to play my part out, what would you do?. Two crazy stories, two different views. If you were me and I was you.
Torn from their families. Mothers go hungry. To feed their children. But children go hungry. . There's so many big men. They're out making millions. When poverty's profits.
Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh. . I don't know what to say. I don't know where the light shines. It's a gray dawn risin' on a green hill. And there's so much behind us.