I used to be the one who made you feel so safe and strong. I could always make it right when everything was going wrong. I don't know why it seems no different now I'm on my own.
When he's dancin', baby, knows just how to move. When he's in a jam, he knows just what to do. He's talking', baby, knows just what to say. Think what you want, he don't care anyway.
There's a noise upstairs in the attic. It's the shuffle of worn out shoes. And the scent of the oil and brushes. Drifts down like a pale perfume. . And he says, "I I am a man.
Hey! She raves and she's talking, she's a dirty girl and she's disgusted. Some people are not so lucky...Oo oo...Lucky me.... A red light on Notre Dame, I don't drink a "osh-osh" champagne.
Give you my heart and soul. I give you everything. Put it all in your hands. Now, is it such a sin?. . Uh huh, 'round again. Taking that back step one more time.
There's a mist over Broadway. Breathing cool sheets of rain. Lights his last cigarette. And turns his back to the wind. . She says, baby, I don't know.
The rest you need for just one kiss. How could you know? You'd pay the price. You try in love, just once or twice, no last regrets, no sacrifice. . Hey, hey, hey...Hey, hey, hey...(Ooh) Did you follow me?.
It's always cold inside the icehouse. Though the rivers never freeze. There's a girl outside the icehouse. I can see her clearly through the trees. . Now she's dreaming of a new love.
When everything goes wrong, sometimes. It makes no sense, there once was a time. I should have known better then although. You may try, it won't come your way again.
Dusty wind blew 'cross the high plains. As the stranger rode into town. With a certain reputation. For the ladies and the gun. . Walked to the barstool casual.
I'm playing my cards on the table no secrets, no sense of direction. It's tough, baby, it's no party, I said something I lost a connection. . And it's all I can do to forget about U, loving you is such a fascination.
(Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) (Uh-oh...Uh-oh...). . Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da).
You got a long face, no place. Everywhere a bad case of nowhere news. And the weather man telling me. All of the time looks like rain. . Put on my Cadillac boots.
Fatman, fatman, fatman, fatman. On Second Avenue, night life is second nature. Black jazz in numbers land. Affairs are all night long. The girl's best friend is a fatman.
(In those eyes). I just freeze. Every time you see through me. And it's all over you. Electric blue. . (In too deep). In too deep standing here waiting.
Electric blue. . I just freeze. Every time you see through me. Help me, baby. Tell me, what can I do?. Electric blue. . If a boy had a chance. A chance with someone like you.
("...with kinds of job." "Kinds of class, huh?"). Uh-huh-uh...Uh huh. . Window frosted in the rain, dusty pages, broken lines is all I have. Candle shadow in the flame of the moments that we try to start again.
I never counted on this. Guess that's the way that it goes, yeah. You used to be someone I knew. Somebody I could understand but. . Now, I don't know what to do.
(Uh-oh...Uh-oh...) (Uh-oh...Uh-oh...). . Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da). Dedicated to Glam...(do-do-do-da-da).