I'd like to get more sleep But my mind just keeps me up I'd like to be able to write But I can't seem to find the words You could break my heart That
Oh, where's my gun? I want to have some fun When you look ahead That's where I dive right in Don't try to help me Don't try to tell me Just take a look
Darlin', does it feel good? Darlin', does it feel good? I'm waitin', waitin' for you I'm waitin' up in your room 'Cause I'm in love, I'm in love Perfection
Sister your time has come Got to lay it down, got to get things done But you're looking so hard and you just can't see Trying so hard dragging on me
Oh, my little Philly, I'm gonna ride you I'm gonna write you a love story And I'll make you my very own star And when it's cold out I'm gonna crawl inside
Outside there's this flickerin' sound I can feel it rising above me, above the ground My eyes, they gleam like fluorescence signs As I start across the
Loneliness, it made you sad Watch you cry, I see you cry She cried, emptiness brings you back To your home, all alone, to your home I'd do anything just
Please forgive me for not smiling Please excuse the tear in my eye You were out late, you were playin' I was alone late last night It's gettin' too late
I know why you're feeling so sad, yes I see that tear in your eye You look but you just can't have it Well I know there's a reason why I said come on
Get the message, get it right What you got, want to give it a try? You take it easy, you make it hard One chance for a good, good cause She walked up
Splits your heart at the seams With the coldness of it all Feel that life's just a dream And you lost the ball, don't cry, just do it You think your
Wrapped up in this world of anger There's no second chance out of here Nail tight your eyes now, honey Because I know just what you fear Well, I've seen
Misery she loves you You're her company Silent nights you wonder Why you cannot sleep? Well, I've seen you standing there But you stand alone I've seen
And now the six merry murderesses of the Crookem County Jail In their rendition of 'The Cell Block Tango' Pop! Six! Squish! Uh uh, Cicero, Lipschitz!
bo ku no mo to wo ha na re te mou han to si ta tou to si te ru no ni i ma da ni bo ku wa ki mi no no ko si ta gu lo su ya fu re gu ran su wo i ma mo o
(When You Dance)
All right! It's zee Wango, zee Tango 1-2-3-4 Come on boys Time to Wango My baby she like to rock My baby she like to roll My baby she can dance all
Another familiar type of lovesong is the passionate or firy variety, usually in tango tempo, in which the singer exhorts his partner to haunt him and
