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 bet. You just remember what your old pal said.
In two long wars my country bled. To save the world for everyone. As through the years, the fight we've led. Too long, we stood alone, too long alone.
(Randy Newman). . Can't I cry a little bit?. There's nobody to notice it. Can't I cry if I want to?. No-one cares. . Why can't I pretend. That you'll love me again?.
In my neighborhood. We don't live so good. The rooms are small. And the buildings made of wood. . I hear the neighbors talking 'bout you and me. I guess I heard it all.
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.
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.
Baby, take off your coat... (real slow). Baby, take off your shoes... (here, I'll take your shoes). Baby, take off your dress. Yes, yes, yes. You can leave your hat on.
Woody's roundup. Right here every day. Woody's roundup. Come on, it's time to play. . There's Jessie, the yodelin' cowgirl. (Yo-de-la, you-de-la, yo-de-la).
When somebody loved me. Everything was beautiful. Every hour we spent together lives within my heart. And when she was sad. I was there to dry her tears.
Don't you turn your back on me. Don't you walk away. Don't you tell me that I don't care. 'Cause I do. . Don't you tell me, I'm not the one. Don't you tell me, I ain't no fun.
The Time of Your Life (From "A Bug's Life"). Was a bug, little bug, hardly there. How he felt, what he dreamed, who would care?. Without any evidence (His flaws were many).
Everyone tells me. I was dealt a losing hand. The way that I look. And the way that I act. It's not hard to understand. Sure I got troubles. Maybe you got'em too.
I was on top of the world livin' high. It was right in my pocket. I was livin' the life. Things were just the way they should be. When from out of the sky like a bomb comes some little punk in a rocket.
Home again and the streets are not much cleaner. And the quaint old south side scenery. Is quaint no more. Just older than before. Go up the stairs and down the hallway.
Pretty little baby. How come you never come around?. Pretty little baby. How come you never come around?. I sent you all them pretty flowers. Now you're nowhere to be found.
Short people got no reason. Short people got no reason. Short people got no reason to live. . They got little hands. Little eyes. They walk around tellin' great big lies.
You're still the same girl, you always were. Still the same girl, you always were. . A few more nights on the street, that's all. A few more holes, in your arm.
In America you get food to eat. Won't have to run through the jungle. And scuff up your feet. You just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day. It's great to be an American.
Last night I saw Lester Maddox on a TV show. With some smart-ass New York jew. The jew laughed at Lester Maddox. And the audience laughed at Lester Maddox too.
No one likes us, I don't know why. We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try. But all around even our old friends put us down. Lets drop the big one and see what happens.