This ain't no disco And ain't no country club either This is LA! All I wanna do is have a little fun before I die There's a man next to me outta nowhere He's apropos of nothing. He says his name is William I'm sure he's Bill, or Billy, or Mac, or Buddy And he's playing ugly to me And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole life And we are drinking beer at noon on Tuesday The bud, he faces a giant car wash The good people in the world are washing their cars on their lunch break Hose'n and scrub'n as best as they can in skirts and suits They drive their shiny Datsuns and Buicks Back to the phone company and the record store too Well, there' nothing like Billy and me 'Cause all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, I'm not the only one All I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, I'm not the only one All I wanna do is have some fun Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard I like a good bit of buzz early in the morning And Billy likes to peel the labels from his bottles of Bud. He shreds them on the bar, but he lights every match in an over-sized pack Letting each one burn down to his Big fingers before blowing and crushing them out. He's watching the bottles of Bud as they spin on the floor And the happy couple enters the bar They just stay close to one another! The bartender looks up from his want ads But all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, I'm not the only one All I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, I'm not the only one All I wanna do is have some fun Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard But otherwise, the bar is ours The day, and the night, and the car wash too The matches, and the Buds, and the clean and dirty cars The sun and the moon But all I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, I'm not the only one All I wanna do is have some fun I got a feeling, the party is just begun All I wanna do is have some fun I won't tell ya that you're the only one All I wanna do is have some fun Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard Until the sun comes up over Santa Monica Boulevard
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:14:40
Baby don't go! Pretty baby please don't go. I never had a mother, I hardly knew my dad, I've been in town for eighteen years, You're the only boy I've had. I can't stay. Maybe I'll be back someday. Baby don't go. Pretty baby please don't go. I love you so. Pretty baby please don't go. I never had no money, I bought at the secondhand store. The way this whole town laughs at me I just can't take no more. I can't stay. I'm gonna be a lady someday. Baby don't go. Pretty baby please don't go. I love you so. Pretty baby please don't go. When I get to the city, My tears will all be dry, My eyes will look so pretty No one's gonna know I cried. Yes, I'm going away. Maybe I'll be back someday. Baby don't go. Maybe I'll be back someday. Baby don't go...
Modified: 20.6.1996 - 14:20:40
Boris Grebenshchikov ------------------------------- A candle is shining on my sill, A candle of love, a candle of hopeless passion. Night is tender, night is still, But I cannot find there neither warmth nor a salutation. Thrushes sing in all the woods, The thrushes of love, the thrushes of hopeless passion. Yesterday we were given a dream, But we did not find there neither warmth nor a salutation. Tuesday stays during many days, So we drink and weep and hope that Wensday will raise. All would be okay if there were no blue sweeper, Who will sweep all my yard, explane all for me, He will enter my door and exit without a trace. And exit without a trace.
(To be continued...)
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:38:12
Music by Elton John Lyrics by Bernie Taupin Available on the album Don't Shoot Me I'm Only The Piano Player --------------------------------------------------------------- I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight But the years went by and the rock just died Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got burning up to the Crocodile Rock Learning fast as the weeks went past we really thought the Crocodile Rock would last Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight ------------------------------------------------------ (C) 1972 Dick James Music Limited
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:10:52
Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S) gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh) D.I.S.CO, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O. Once again here to prove who got styles and who got grooves, who got rhythms that'll make ya move so so rough but silky smooth. Throw those hands high in the air, disco charge that derriere, I don't care you don't care there's a party goin' on so let me make it clear, woo haar hit that disco feel baby baby I'm for real, this roughnecks rockin on the microphone it's the roughneck you don't wanna leave alone, thats right from the waistline down this might sound cold but pound for pound from Dover sands to 'Frisco the whole wide world is rockin' to disco She is D, delirious She is I, incredible She is S, superficious She is C, complicated She is Ohh-oh-ohh She is D, desirable She is I, irresistible She is S, super sexy She is C, such a cutie She is Ohh-oh-ohh D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O. Hell yeah late one friday night discotheque the vibe was right boy meets girl, girl meets guy, guy thinks girl is looking fly, staring this baby right between the eyes lays it on she says high girl wants more but she's shy guy be thinking girl is dry play it cool what the heck hickies up and down and around my neck but I'm waitin' for a smoothie and I'm feelin' kind a groovy. Then she says lets break out and get a take out round my way and we can make out you how it's about to go, the whole wide world is in tune to my disco. She is D, disastrous She is I, impossible She is S, super special She is C, crazy crazy She is Ohh-oh-ohh She is D, delightful She is I, incredible She is S, sensational She is C, sweet as candy She is Ohh-oh-ohh Ah yeah check it out gimme a D (D), gimme an I (I), gimme an S (S) gimme a C (C), gimme an O (Ooooooooooooh) Back up in ya face to make the party wild we pulls another ace in case you cannot comprehend n-trance and the killer whale be droppin' bombs again it's amazin' how we do the funked up flavour from my barbecue big poppy on the solo the whole wide world be rockin' with my disco. D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O. D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O, D.I.S.C.O.
Modified: 7.2.1999 - 18:27:32
(Sam Cooke) ------------- Don't know much about history, Don't know much biology, Don't know much about a science book, Don't know much about the French I took, But I do know that I love you, And I know that if you love me too, What a wonderful world this would be. Don't know much about geography, Don't know much trigonometry, Don't know much about algebra, Don't know what a slide rule is for, But I know that one and one is two, And if this one could be with you, What a wonderful world this would be. Now I don't claim to be an A student, But I'm trying to be. For maybe by being an A student baby I can win your love for me. Don't know much about history, Don't know much biology, Don't know much about a science book, Don't know much about the French I took, But I do know that I love you, And I know that if you love me too, What a wonderful world this would be. La-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-a ...history, Hmm-mmm-mmm ...biology, Oh-la-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta ...science book, Hmm-mmm-mmm ...French I took, yea. But I do know that I love you, And I know that if you love me too, What a wonderful world this would be.
Modified: 20.6.1996 - 14:14:06
Alanis Morissette ------------------ I'm broke but I'm happy I'm poor but I'm kind I'm short but I'm healthy, yeah I'm high but I'm grounded I'm sane but I'm overwhelmed I'm lost but I'm hopeful baby What it all comes down to Is that everithing's gonna be fine fine fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving a high five I feel drunk but I'm sober I'm young and I'm underpaid I'm tired but I'm working, yeah I care but I'm restless I'm here but I'm really gone I'm wrong and I'm sorry baby What it all comes down to Is that everything's gonna be quite alright 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is flicking a cigarette What it all comes down to Is that I haven't got it all figured out just yet 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is giving the peace sign I'm free but I'm focused I'm green but I'm wise I'm hard but I'm friendly baby I'm sad but I'm loughing I'm brave but I'm chicken shit I'm sick but I'm pretty baby What it all boils down to Is that no one's really got it figured out just yet But I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is playing the piano What it all comes down to my friends Is that everything's just fine fine fine 'Cause I've got one hand in my pocket And the other one is hailing a taxi cab...
Modified: 13.6.1996 - 17:09:56
(by Neil Sedaka) ------------------ Sha-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la, Happy birthday sweet sixteen! Sha-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la, Happy birthday sweet sixteen! Tonight's the night I've waited for Because you're not a baby anymore. You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Happy birthday sweet sixteen. What happened to that funny face? My little tomboy now wears satins and lace. I can't believe my eyes, just a teenage dream, Happy birthday sweet sixteen. When you were only six, I was your big brother. Then when you were ten, we didn't like each other. When you were thirteen, you were the funny Valentine, But since you've grown up your future is sown up, From now on you're gonna be mine. So If I should smile with sweet surprise, It's just that you've grown up before my very eyes. You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Happy birthday sweet sixteen. If I should smile with sweet surprise, It's just that you've grown up before my very eyes. You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen. Happy birthday sweet sixteen. Tra-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la, Happy birthday sweet sixteen! Tra-la-la-la-la la-la-la-la, Happy birthday sweet sixteen!
Modified: 20.6.1996 - 14:01:08
Clarence "Frogman" Henry ------------------------- I don't know why I love you, but I do I don't know why I cry so but I do I only know I'm lonely And that I want you only I don't know why I love you, but I do I can't sleep nights because I feel so restless I don't know what to do I feel so helpless And since you've been away I cry both night and day I don't know why I love you, but I do My days have been so lonely My nights have been so blue I don't know how I stand it but I do Each night I sit alone and tell myself That I will fall in love with someone else I guess I'm wasting time But I've got to clear my mind I don't know why I love you, but I do
Modified: 10.8.1996 - 15:42:04
The Flamingoes --------------- My love must be a kind of blind love: I can't see anyone but you. Are the stars out tonight? I don't know if it's cloudy or bright. I only have eyes for you, dear. The moon may be high, But I can't see a thing in the sky. I only have eyes for you. I don't know if we're in a garden Or on a crowded avenue. You are here, and so am I. Maybe millions of people go by, But they all disappear from view, And I only have eyes for you.
Modified: 24.8.1996 - 14:24:04
Wish I play the number twelve I'd be a millionaire right now, But instead... I get up, drop to work every day, Hate that job, but I sure need the pay. I play the lottery 'cause I hope the winner is me. If I win here's what I will do: Quit my job, tell my boss he's a fool. I play the lottery 'cause millions would satisfy me. I'd sleep in late till at least noon every day. The car I'll drive will do two hundred and eight, And my house will be like a country club. I'd need a crew of eighteen just to clean my bathtub. I'm tired of loosing, I need to win back, And I just spent the last five bucks that I had To play the lottery. I sure hope the winner is me. I need to win soon, I'm losing hope. Hey, am I a smart guy the state plays for a dope? I play the lottery, so when will the winner be me.
Modified: 20.6.1996 - 14:08:14
An only child alone and wild A cabinet maker's son His hands were meant for different work And his heart was known to none. He left his home and went his lone And solitary way, And he gave to me a gift I know I never can repay. Quiet man of music, denied a simpler fate He tried to be a soldier once But his music wouldn't wait. He earned his love(?) through discipline A thundering velvet hand. His gentle means of sculpting souls Took me years to understand. The leader of the band is tired, And his eyes are growing old, But his blood runs through my instrument, And his song is in my soul. My life is been a poor attempt To imitate the man. I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band. My brothers' lives were different For they heard another call One went to Chicago And the other to Saint Paul And I'm in Colorado When I'm not in some hotel Living at this life I've chose And come to know so well. I thank you for the music And your stories of the road I thank you for the freedom When it came my time to go. I thank you for the kindness And the times when you got tough And papa I don't think I've said I love you near enough. The leader of the band is tired, And his eyes are growing old, But his blood runs through my instrument, And his song is in my soul. My life is been a poor attempt To imitate the man. I'm just a living legacy To the leader of the band. I am a living legacy To the leader of the band.
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:16:36
C G F G
Every night in my dreams I see you, I feel you,
C G F G
That is how I know you go on
C G F G
Far across the distance and spaces between us
C G F G
You have come to show you go on
Am G F G
Near, far, wherever you are
Am G F G
I belive that the heart does go on
Am G F G
Once more, you open the door
Am G
And you're here in my heart
F G C
And my heart will go on and on
C G F G
Love can touch us one time and last far a lifetime
C G F G
And never let go till we're gone.
C G F G
Love was when I loved you, one true time I hold to
C F G
In my life we'll always go on
Am G F G
Near, far, wherever you are
Am G F G
I belive that the heart does go on
Am G F G
Once more, you open the door
Am G
And you're here in my heart
F G C
And my heart will go on and on
Am G F G
You here, there' nothing to fear
Am G F G
And I know that my heart will go on.
Am G F G
We'll stay forever this way
Am G
You are safe in my heart
F G C
And my heart will go on and on
Modified: 11.9.1999 - 20:16:36
Our day will came, and we'll have everything. We'll share the joy falling in love came dream. No one can tell me that I'm too young to know I love you so, and you love me. Our day will come if we just wait a while. Notice for us that love can ware a smile. Our dreams have magic because we'll always gay And lough this way. Our day will come. Our dreams have magic because we'll always gay And lough this way. Our day will come. Our day will come.
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:16:44
Elvis P. --------- Return to sender. Return to sender. I gave a letter to the postman, He put it in his sack, Bright and early next morning He brought my letter back. She wrote upon it Return to sender. Address unknown. No such number. No such zone. We had a quarrel, A lover's spat I write I'm sorry, But my letter keeps coming back. So then I dropped it in a mailbox As any special-D, But in early next morning It came right back to me. She wrote upon it Return to sender. Address unknown. No such person. No such zone. This time I'm gonna take it myself And put it right in her hand, And if it comes back the very next day Then I'll understand The writing on it: Return to sender. Address unknown. No such number. No such zone. Return to sender. Return to sender. Return to sender.
Modified: 10.8.1996 - 15:47:04
Soldier boy, oh my little soldier boy I'll be true to you. You were my first love And you'll be my last love I will never make you blue I'll be true to you. In this whole world You can love but one girl Let me be the one girl So I'll be true to you. Wherever you go My heart will follow I love you so I'll be true to you. Take my love with you To any port or foreign shore Darling you must feel for sure I'll be true to you Soldier boy, oh my little soldier boy I'll be true to you.
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:17:28
STORY ABOUT MODERN RUSSIAN MUSIC
Ah yeeh... Here is the story about situation in modern Russian music Check it out Introdusing me as Alexander Pavlov That's my second name and I'm MC, Moscow The place where I am living Chilling <the .... deep ....> Here're ... millions of population What makes one <dance> of a whole nation Here're lots of bands and some of them big but the <...> 'cause they sick, 'cause they don't feel the rhythm And any band from U.S. can defeat them Because rhythm is the heart, rhythm is the soul, rhythm is the groove And I can prove to you that the rhythm is the .... of the Earth Of course, God has created the sound in the universe And then he can use it but don't <......> wast it, So try to understand, try to taste it I could play rock, but I prefere hip-hop Because funky sound is closer to the ground And my music is the place where rhythm can be found Rhythm is the only remedy for your sickness For your musical weakness, for your rhythmical ...ness> Here comes my music, yeah... Feel it, aha Don't stay boot when you hear my sound Stamp your feet little bit to the ground Snack your feelness knock your head to dis feel the groove Start to move real slow Let the music flow With a flat of my words of succession I live it do your discretion, yeah Under odditive flashing Feel the groove, feel the music Yeah, move I can do you up, but you don't need get down Down, down, down <,,,,> the drum and the miracle sound, Marvelous sound, magnificent sound and splendid sound Hip-hop sound, MC Pavlov sound
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 15:50:12
Laura and Tommy were lovers, He wanted to give her everything: Flowers, presents, And most of all a wedding ring. He saw a sign for a stock car race. A thousand dollar prize it read. He couldn't get Laura on the phone, So to her mother Tommy said, "Tell Laura I love her, Tell Laura I need her, Tell Laura I may be late. I've something to do That cannot wait." He drove his car to the racing ground, He was the youngest driver there. The crowd roared as they started the race Around the track they drove at a deadly pace. No one knows what happened that day, How his car overturned in flames, But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck, With his dieing breath they heard him saying, "Tell Laura I love her, Tell Laura I need her, Tell Laura not to cry. My love for her will never die." Now in a chapel where Laura prays For her Tommy who passed away. It was just for Laura he lived and died. Laura in the chapel, she can hear him crying, "Tell Laura I love her, Tell Laura I need her, Tell Laura not to cry. My love for her will never die." Tell Laura I love her, Tell Laura I love her...
Modified: 10.8.1996 - 15:57:46
Intro:
Cm Bb Gm G#
Cm Bb Gm G#
Cm Bb
She's taking her time making up the reasons
Gm G#
To justify all the hurt inside
Cm
Bb
Guess she knows from the smiles
And the look in their eyes
Gm G#
Everyone's got a theory about the bitter one
Cm
They're saying, "Mamma never loved her much"
B
And, "Daddy never keeps in touch
Gm G#
That's why she shies away from human affection"
Cm
Bb
But somewhere in a private place
She packs her bag for outer space
Gm G#
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
G#...
And she'll say to him
åG#
She's saying,
Cm
G# Bb Bb
"I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be, if you'll be my baby
Cm G# Bb
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
Eb G
So would you be my baby?"
Cm Bb Gm G#
Cm Bb
She can't remember a time when she felt needed
Gm G#
If love was red then she was color blind
Cm Bb
All her friends, well they've been tried for treason
Gm G#
And crimes that were never defined
Cm
She's saying, "Love is like a barren place, and
B
Reaching out for human faith is,
Gm G#
Is a journey I just don't have a map for
Cm
So baby gonna take a dive
Bb
And push the shift to overdrive
Gm G#
Send a signal that she's hanging all her hopes on the stars
G#...
What a pleasant dream
Chorus:
...G#
Just saying,
Cm
G# Bb
Bb
"I would fly you to the moon and back
If you'll be, if you'll be my baby
Cm G# Bb
I've got a ticket for a world where we belong
Eb G Cm
So would you be my baby?"
Solo:
Cm Bb Gm G#
Cm
Mamma never loved her much
B
And, Daddy never keeps in touch
Gm G#
That's why she shies away from human affection
Cm
But somewhere in a private place
Bb
She packs her bag for outer space
Gm G#
And now she's waiting for the right kind of pilot to come
G#...
And she'll say to him
Chorus 2x
Modified: 17.2.1999 - 8:11:40
The Drifters, 1961?
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Upon the roof...
Upon the roof...
When this whole world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
upon the roof
<I climb right up> to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
upon the roof
On the roof is peaceful as can be
And there the world below can't bother me
Let me tell you now when I come home feeling tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet
upon the roof
I get away from the hustling crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street
upon the roof
'Cause the roof's the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let's go upon the roof
upon the roof
At night the stars put on a show for free
And darling you can share it all with me
I keep on telling you right smack-dab in the middle of town
I found a paradise that's trouble-proof
upon the roof
And if this world starts getting you down
There's room enough for two upon the roof
upon the roof
Upon the roof
upon the roof
O-oh, come on baby
upon the roof
O-oh, come o-on <darling>
Modified: 29.12.1996 - 18:06:38
The Rooftop Singers -------------------- Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' about a new way of walking Do you wanna loose your mind? Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Walk right in, set right down Baby let your hair hang down Walk right in, set right down Baby let your hair hang down Everybody's talkin' about a new way of walking Do you wanna loose your mind? Walk right in, set right down Baby let your hair hang down Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Everybody's talkin' about a new way of walking Do you wanna loose your mind? Walk right in, set right down Daddy let your mind roll on Daddy let your mind roll on
Modified: 10.8.1996 - 15:51:00
Chris Isaac ----------------------- World was on fire, no one could same me but you Strange world designed of make foolish peple do I never dream that I need somebody like you And I never dream that I knew somebody like you No, I don't wanna fall in loves No, I don't wanna fall in loves With you With you What wicked game we play to make me feel this way What wicked thing to do to let me dream of you What wicked thing to say you never felt this way What wicked thing to do to make me dream of you And I don't wanna fall in loves No, I don't wanna fall in loves With you With you World was on fire, no one could save me but you Strange world designed of make foolish people do I never dream that I love somebody like you And I never dream that I loose somebody like you No, I don't wanna fall in loves No, I don't wanna fall in loves With you With you No, I... Nobody loves no one
Modified: 9.3.1997 - 13:15:10
by Eric Clapton
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G D
It's late in the evening
C D
She's wondering what clothes to wear
G D
She puts on her make-up
C D
And brushes her long blond hair
C D
And then she asks me,
G Em
"Do I look alright?"
C D G
And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight"
G D
We go to a party
C D
And everyone tends to see
G D
This beautiful lady
C D
Who's walking around with me
C D
And then she asks me,
G Em
"Do you feel alright?"
C D G
And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight"
C D
I feel wonderful because I see
G Em
The love light in your eyes
C D
And I wonder of it all
C D
That you just don't realize,
G
How much I love you.
G D
It's time to go home now
C D
And I've got an aching head
G D
I give her the car keys
C D
She helps me to bed
C D
And then I tell her
G Em
As I turn off the light
C D G
I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.
C D G
Oh, my darling, you were wonderful tonight"
Modified: 11.9.1999 - 21:03:37
Des'ree -- A. Ingram -------------------------- Listen as your day unfolds Challenge what your future holds. Try to keep your head up to the sky. Lovers they may cause you tears. Go ahead release your fears. Stand up and be counted, don't be ashamed to cry. You gotta be. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. All I know, all I know, love will save the day. Herald what you mother said. Read the books your father read. Try to solve the puzzles in your own sweet time. Some may have more cash then you. Others take a different view. My oh my, e-e-hey. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. All I know, all I know, love will save the day. Time asks no questions, it goes on without you. Leaving you behind if you can't stand the pace. The world keeps on spinning, can't stop it if you tried to. The best part is danger staring you in the face. Listen as your day unfolds Challenge what your future holds. Try to keep your head up to the sky. Lovers they may cause you tears. Go ahead release your fears. My oh my, e-e-hey. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. All I know, all I know, love will save the day. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. All I know, all I know, love will save the day. Got to be bold. Got to be bad. Got to be wise. Don't ever sad. Got to be hard. Not too, too hard. All I know is love will save the day. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together. You gotta be bad. You gotta be bold. You gotta be wiser. You gotta be hard. You gotta be tough. You gotta be stronger. You gotta be cool, you gotta be calm, you gotta stay together...
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:18:12
You look like an angel, Walk like an angel, Talk like an angel, But I got wise: You're the devil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Devil in disguise, Uh-hm-hmm. You fooled me with your kisses, You cheated and you schemed. Heaven knows how you lied to me You're not the way you seem. You look like an angel, Walk like an angel, Talk like an angel, But I got wise: You're the davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise, Uh-hm-hmm. I thought that I was in heaven, But I was sure surprised. Heaven help me, I didn't see The devil in your eyes. You look like an angel, Walk like an angel, Talk like an angel, But I got wise: You're the davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise. You're davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise. Oh, yes you are Davil in disguise...
Modified: 27.5.1996 - 16:18:26
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