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I was in a real bad way
When you turned the power on
And you made me feel for all the world
Like I was the king of all the world
I was on a window ledge
When you came upon me there
Everything was upside for the moment
Right around the time I had to get going
Can't count me out
Cause I've got your number
You make me feel like I'm
The king of all of the world
King of all of the world
The king of all of the world
Now I'm on my way up north
All its gonna do is rain
And I'm gonna want to go back to the world
Where I was the king of all of the world
Can't count me out
Cause I've got your number
You make me feel like I'm
The king of all of the world
King of all of the world
The king of all of the world
I was in a real bad way
When you turned the power on
And you made me feel so right at home
I wonder if I'm ever gonna get back home
Can't count me out
Cause I've got your number
You make me feel like I'm
The king of all of the world
King of all of the world
The king of all of the world
If I wander out
Of a picture window
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Roller skate skinny and the terrible twos
How can you have everything and nothing to lose
You and nobody see eye to eye
You're gonna wake up with a ghost instead of a guy
Bulletin board on the wall of a church
Soaking up the city from a top-step perch
You're gonna break down on a midnight date
Gonna curse this town, you're gonna run late
You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
Do you want to meet up at the Pickwood Bowl
We could knock nine down and leave one in the hole
Wouldn't be here if the Athenia hadn't sunk
Or if Dear ol Dad hadn't got so drunk
Every other day is a kick in the shins
Every other day it's like the day just wins
But you make it all right, you make it OK
LyricsYou make me sorta glad that I waited till today
You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
(guitar break)
Roller-skate skinny and the terrible twos
Two years in and it's time to choose
Love feels good when it sits right down, puts its feet up on the table it
Sends a bowl around
Ain't nobody gonna see eye to eye
With a girl who's only gonna stand collarbone high
Rain's gonna come in fair-sized drips
And we're gonna go to heaven wearing paper-hat ships
You're pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
Pretty as a penny, roller-skate skinny
I believe in love, but it don't believe in....
I believe in love, but it don't believe in me
I believe in love, but it don't believe in me
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Do you wanna mess around?
Do you wanna spend the night?
I've known both kinds of love
But I want to get it right this time
I don't wanna settle down
I don't want to make no plans
Exept for what I'm gonna do
With a pair of idle hands
CHORUS:
They're tearing the Buick City Complex down
I think we're the only people left in town
Where are you gonna move, where are you gonna move?
Do you wanna mess around?
Do you wanna be my girl
Do you wanna be my friend
Do you wanna start it off
Just to see how it will end
LyricsDo you wanna mess around?
I mean deep down in your bones
In hotel swimming pools
On public telephones
They're tearing the Buick City Complex down
I think we're the only people left in town
Where are you gonna move, Where are you gonna move?
Do you wanna mess around?
REPEAT CHORUS
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I left you last night on the left coast
I'm writin' you a letter right now
The things that you do are rendering you
Something I can't live without
Maybe maybe I've got a pulse now
Maybe my heart's on fire
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
Left you last night on the left side
The land of the free to be burned
Well the heat of your touch is makin' it such
That I've forgotten everything I've learned
Maybe maybe I've got a problem
Maybe my heart's a liar
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
Yeah a bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
LyricsIs worth a bird on a telephone wire
And I may be a bird in a cage
But it least it's your cage
And I may be a bird in a cage
But it least it's your cage
Left you last night on the left half
Of the bed, the half that used to be mine
The way that you sleep is the image I'll keep
Always on the edge of my mind
Maybe maybe I've got a reason
For livin' even though I'm so tired
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
And I may be a bird in a cage
But it least it's your cage
And I may be a bird in a cage
But it least it's your cage
Maybe maybe you are the only
One my heart's desired
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
A bird in the hand is worth a bird in a cage
Is worth a bird on a telephone wire
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I`m gonna tend a bad fire until you come around
I`d sing you real live love songs
If I could get the feeling down
I want to make you happy but the devil`s out my way
So I`ll just pack up everything
Roll it out and up the devil`s pay
I want to cause a bad scene
but I gotta change my ways
I want to hear your sound again
I want to see you `round someday
I want to make you happy
but the devil`s out my way
so i'll just pack up everything
roll it out and up the devil's pay
and it seems no one can comfort me
to take me from this station where i'm at
cause the things i love are leaving me
Lyricsand it's taken every single piece
it`s a grade-A mess and it`s cutting teeth
it`s a big black wind that's blowing back of me
I`m gonna roll up everything into a big red sun
boil til the room`s insane
wave my rattles on and on
I want to make you happy but the devil`s out my way
So I`ll just pack up everything
Roll it out and up the devil`s pay
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Cracking up on the radio
And a tunnel below the city
And I'm losing you cause you move to slow
I'm wishing you could keep up with me
I'm in love with you but I don't know why
You get so complicated
Though you have not left you have said goodbye
I'm wishing that we could have mated
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
Tearing it up on a thunderstorm
On a long red stretch of highway
And I'm wondering if I would be home
If it was anybody else's birthday
I'm in love with you but I killed myself
Trying to figure out how to do it
You're on a pedestal I'm on the edge of the shelf
LyricsYou know I'm moving ever closer to it
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
What I wouldn't do to be friends with you
What I wouldn't do, what I wouldn't do
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She woke from a dream
Her head was on fire
Why was he so nervous?
He took her to the park
She crossed her arms
And lowered her eyelids
Some day somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Maybe tonight I've got a question for you
She'd had no idea
She started to cry
She said in a good way
He took her by the hand
Walked her back home
They took the long way
Some day somebody's gonna ask you
A question that you should say yes to
Once in your life
Baby tonight I've got a question for you
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When you were just a little girl in Pine Bluff,
Daddy disappeared without a trace.
Now there's no more little girls in Pine Bluff,
They all ran like tears out of this place.
(Chorus)
Am I too late
Am I too late
Tell you that I love you
Now they've carried you away
(repeat)
Never thought that you would see a sickbed,
Never thought that you'd stop bein' 'round.
Now I hear you're lost and gone forever,
Just like all the other girls in town.
(Chorus)
Now I hear that you have gone to Heaven,
LyricsAnd if there's one, I'm sure that's where you are.
Maybe you're the new star in the night sky,
Just outside the moonroof on my car.
(2x Chorus)
Tell you that I love you
Now they've carried you away
Tell you that I love you
Now they've carried you away
Tell you that I love you
Now they've carried you away
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I reckon Heaven is a place
Where time is nonexistent, yeah
And the things that are important, yeah
Don't take any time at all
An awful lot like like outer space
Where everything is weightless, yeah
Even heavy things are weightless, yeah
Don't take up any space at all
CHORUS
Right on, right on
Oh yeah it's so clear
All the bad things are gone
All the good things are here
Right on, right on
Oh yeah it's so clear
All the bad things are gone
All the good things are here
LyricsAlmost exactly like this place
Where people talk forever, yeah
And it's always stormy weather, yeah
Stormy weather's the best kind
REPEAT CHORUS
All the bad things are gone
All the good things are here
I reckon Heaven is a place
Where everything is weightless, yeah
Even heavy things are weightless, yeah
Up there we'll never find it all
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can't get a line to telephone you
why you holing your company?
I been moaning Oh! Lonesome Me
you made a pigeon of my heart
and I'd go anywhere to know you
take a long way coming back
be your yellow bedroom cab
making bread in your heaven
and you're the reason im losing all my sleep
'cause I just can't get what I want
I'm spinning out I'm pocket sized
I'm gonna catch that flyer
I'm gonna see it shine
yeah you're waking up my one desire
but I cant get a line
can't get a to telephone you
and I ponder your hold on me
I been moaning Oh! lonesome Me
you made a pigeon of my heart
and I'd go anywhere to know you
take the long way comming back
be your yellow bedroom cab
making bread in your heaven
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Standing on the corner of 6th how'd I forget
Trying to do right by you all night Annette
You can go ahead and get married
and this will be our secret thing
I won't tell a soul except the people in the nightclub where I sing
I don't want to get you all worked up
Except secretly I do
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
Standing on the corner of 6th
Where do I go
The parade's shut down now the rain is running the show
Where did all these people come from
And how soon can they leave
Normally I1d be into it but I need to get some sleep
Though I do wish you1d come over
But I'm warning you if you do
Lyrics
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
(guitar break)
Standing on the corner of 6th
Where do I get
Trying to do right by you all night Annette
This would only be an experiment
In things that could have been
You can go ahead and get married
And it'll probably never happen again
I don't mean to make you excited
Except secretly I do
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
I'd be lying if I said I didn't have designs on you
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Rowboat lightning I kissed her yeah it didn`t mean a thing
Seems like years ago it was yesterday
Fire drill yell freeze don`t hang around long face disease
I got a book of poems that`s gonna set you free
Well it`s bad luck and it`s a hard luck story
And I`m sorry I ain`t sticking around
I got a real bad feeling that a book of poems ain`t enough
Well it`s a sick world and sixteen days
I got nightmares every night
I got a real bad feeling that a book of poems ain`t enough
Hardcore uptown not the kind of place you wanna settle down
I only walked her home but that was bad enough
Two trains yell freeze it was a head-on cold now it`s a love disease
I got a book of poems you gotta see to believe
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In the court of our friends' opinion
In the righteous? eyes of all our friends
in the way the phone goes dead
in the way you use your head
i can see how this thing is gonna end
in the darkest hours of my depression
in the rocks it takes to end
in the way you cross you legs
in the way my right hand shakes
i can see how this thing is gonna end
Goodbye, goodbye from a nervous guy
Goodbye, goodbye from a nervous guy
When the smoke pours into the bedroom
When the man comes 'round collecting all our friends
When the loved one finally learns
that the fire no longer burns
I can see how this thing is gonna end
Goodbye, goodbye from a nervous guy
Goodbye, goodbye from a nervous guy
from a nervous guy
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