When you're down and troubled. And you need a helping hand. And nothing, nothing is going right. Close your eyes and think of me. And soon I will be there.
When you're down and troubled. And you need a helping hand. And nothing, nothing is going right. Close your eyes and think of me. And soon I will be there.
You're the future, and you've come for what is yours. The hidden treasure, locked behind the hidden doors. And the promise of a day that's shiny new. Only a dreamer, could afford this point of view.
Intro). Dance!. Let your body go. You know you can do it. . Like thee. (ee-ne-me-ne-manny-mo). There's really nothing to it. . Repeat Intro. . (1st Tag).
Walk down the sidewalk. Staring at your feet. Wishing my steps were longer. So by your sides I could keep. Hold your hand much bigger. Never wanted mine to grow.
You'll never know just how much I miss you. You'll never know just how much I care. And if I tried, I still couldn't hide my love for you. You ought to know, for haven't I told you so.
You go to my head. And you linger like a haunting refrain. And I find you spinning round in my brain. Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne. . You go to my head.
Now Ill be glad when youre dead, you rascal you, uh huh. Ill be glad when youre dead, you rascal you, oh yeah. Well, I let into my home, you gonna leave my woman alone.
I was once a delicate child,. Watched the other kids run wild,. While they played with guns and ropes,. My only toys were stethoscopes;. I was a chronic, "Now how've you been?".
You can throw bricks at my window,. You can put tacks in my shoe,. Sprinkle ground glass on my applesause,. But you can't stop me from loving you.. . You can put rocks in my pillow,.
Aw, you dog, you dirty dog,. You better stop your sniffing around like that;. I know just what you're driving at!. . Aw, you dog, you salty dog,. You sniffing, snapping, yipping, yapping,.
A. Dark folk, white folk, but never a hand,. They say to this man,. "You're yaller, you're yaller, you're yaller, you're just a yaller.". . A. Black folk, white folk, I'm learning a lot,.
Sing to me, Mr. C., sing to me. the song that I've been waiting to hear,. just for me, Mr. C., just for me,. and everybody else will disappear . . .. .
You alone, you alone. Are the dream I have known. Bringing love to my lonely heart!. . Now there's heaven in view. Now the dream has come true. For tonight I have you alone!.
I make mistakes like any man. But I try to love you the best I can. I can't convince you, oh heaven knows i've tried,. I've tried to make you see, to make you believe.
You go to my head. And you linger like a haunting refrain. And I find you spinning round in my brain. Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne. . You go to my head.
You Send Me. (Sam Cooke). . Darling you send me. I know you send me. Darling you send me. Honest you do, honest you do. Honest you do, whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh.
Hey, hobo man. Hey, Dapper Dan. You've both got your style. But, brother, you're never fully dressed. Without a smile. . Your clothes may be beau Brummelly.
Now is the time. . Now is the time for all good men. To get together with one another. Iron out our problems. And iron out our quarrels. And try to live as brothers.