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Pick up the pieces
Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces Pick up the pieces |
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| 7:07 | 
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| 3:31 |
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Too many broken hearts have fallen in the river
Too many lonely souls have drifted out to sea, You lay your bets and then you pay the price The things we do for love, the things we do for love. Communication is the problem to the answer You've got her number and your hand is on the phone The weather's turned and all the lines are down The things we do for love, the things we do for love. Like walking in the rain and the snow When there's nowhere to go And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying And you're looking for the answer in her eyes. You think you're gonna break up Then she says she wants to make up. Ooh you made me love you Ooh you've got a way Ooh you had me crawling up the wall. Like walking in the rain and the snow When there's nowhere to go And you're feelin' like a part of you is dying And you're looking for the answer in her eyes. You think you're gonna break up Then she says she wants to make up. Ooh you made me love you Ooh you've got a way Ooh you had me crawling up the wall. A compromise would surely help the situation Agree to disagree but disagree to part When after all it's just a compromise of The things we do for love, the things we do for love.... |
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Mr. Blue,
I told you that I love you Please believe me Mr. Blue, I have to go now, darling Don't be angry I know that you're tired Know that you're sore and sick and sad for some reason So I leave you with a smile Kiss you on the cheek and you will call it treason That's the way it goes some days A fever comes at you without a warning And I can see it in your face You've been waiting to break since you woke up this morning Mr. Blue, Don't hold your head so low That you can't see the sky Mr. Blue, It ain't so long since you were flying high Mr. Blue, I told you that I love you Please believe me |
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| 3:30 |
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| 2:44 |
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| 4:38 |
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You make me laugh
Cause your eyes they light the night They look right through me You bashful boy You're hiding something sweet Please give it to me yeah, to me Talk to me some more You don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all rhyme You are a genie All I ask for is your smile Each time I rub the lamp When I am with you I have a giggling teen-age crush Then I'm a sultry vamp Talk to me some more You don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all right So once again It's time to say so long And so recall the cull of life You're going home now Home's that place somewhere you go each day To see your wife Talk to me some more You don't have to go You're the Poetry Man You make things all rhyme |
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| 5:22 |
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Hey kids, shake it loose together
The spotlight′s hitting something That′s been known to change the weather We′ll kill the fatted calf tonight So stick around You′re gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet But they′re so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets Oh but they′re weird and they′re wonderful Oh Bennie she′s really keen She′s got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine Bennie and the Jets Hey kids, plug into the faithless Maybe they′re blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents out in the streets To find who′s right and who′s wrong |
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| 6:37 |
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Year Of The Cat - Al Stewart
On a morning from a Bogart movie In a country where they turn back time You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre Contemplating a crime She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running Like a watercolour in the rain Don't bother asking for explanations She'll just tell you that she came In the year of the cat. She doesn't give you time for questions As she locks up your arm in hers And you follow 'till your sense of which direction Completely disappears By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls There's a hidden door she leads you to These days, she says, I feel my life Just like a river running through The year of the cat She looks at you so cooly And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea She comes in incense and patchouli So you take her, to find what's waiting inside The year of the cat. Well morning comes and you're still with her And the bus and the tourists are gone And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket So you have to stay on But the drum-beat strains of the night remain In the rhythm of the new-born day You know sometime you're bound to leave her BUt for now you're going to stay In the year of the cat. |
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| 5:05 |
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| 1:17 |
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| 3:17 |
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| 2:55 |
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You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by And so become yourself Because the past is just a good bye. Teach your children well, Their father's hell did slowly go by, And feed them on your dreams The one they picks, the one you'll know by. Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry, So just look at them and sigh and know they love you. And you, of tender years, Can't know the fears that your elders grew by, And so please help them with your youth, They seek the truth before they can die. Teach your parents well, Their children's hell will slowly go by, And feed them on your dreams The one they picks, the one you'll know by. Don't you ever ask them why, if they told you, you will cry, So just look at them and sigh and know they love you |
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