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Tell me one more time, as I hold your hand, that you don't love me
Tell me one more time as teardrops start to fall Shout it to me and I'll shout it to the skies above me That there was nothing after all Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time we never had a thing in common Tell me one more time as you turn and face the wall Tell me I should know you never were my kind of woman And tell me we were fools to fall Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye Tell me one more time your tears are only sad confusion And tell me it's just been so long and that is all Tell me one more time that love was only my illusion You never answered to my call Baby, baby, tell me that you never wanted my loving Baby, baby, tell me that you never, tell me, tell me One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time, one more time, say you're leaving, say goodbye One more time |
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| 2. |
| 4:20 |
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Mother doesn't go out any more
Just sits at home and rolls her spastic eyes But every weekend through the door Come words of wisdom from the world outside If you want to know about the bishop and the actress If you want to know how to be a star If you want to know about the stains on the mattress You can read it in the Sunday papers, Sunday papers Mother's wheelchair stays out in the hall Why should she go out when the TV's on Whatever moves beyond these walls She'll know the facts when Sunday comes along If you want to know about the mad punk rockers If you want to know how to play guitar If you want to know about any other suckers You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Brother's heading that way now I guess He just read something made his face turn blue Well I got nothing against the press They wouldn't print it if it wasn't true If you want to know about the gay politician If you want to know how to drive your car If you want to know about the new sex position You can read it in the Sunday papers, read it in the Sunday papers Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Sunday papers don't ask no questions Sunday papers don't get no lies Sunday papers don't raise objections Sunday papers ain't got no eyes Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers Get your Sunday paper, get your Sunday paper, get your Read all about it, Sunday papers |
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| 3. |
| 3:38 |
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Pretty women out walking with gorillas down my street
From my window I'm staring while my coffee goes cold Look over there (where?) There, there's a lady that I used to know She's married now or engaged or something, so I'm told Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Tonight's the night when I go to all the parties down my street I wash my hair and I kid myself I look real smooth Look over there (where?) There, here comes Jeanie with her new boyfriend They say that looks don't count for much, if so, there goes your proof Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here But if looks could kill There's a man there who is marked down as dead 'Cause I've had my fill Listen you, take your hands from her head I get so mean around the scene Hey, hey, hey Is she really going out with him? Is she really gonna take him home tonight? Is she really going out with him? 'Cause if my eyes don't deceive me, there's something going wrong around here Around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around here Something going wrong around |
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| 4. |
| 3:08 |
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I've just been to see my best friend
He's found another girl Says she's just about the best thing In the whole damn world And he says, "Can't you see What the little lady's done for me?" Says it like he thinks I'm blind But the things that you see Ain't necessarily the things you can find Happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine People say I'm too damn fussy When it comes to girls Happy couples say I must live in a lonely world Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You know what I mean Happy loving couples In matching lamb turtle-neck sweaters Reading Ideal Homes magazine Yeah! Wanna be, wanna really be What my friends pretend to be Be it in my own good time Being kind to myself 'Til I become one of two of a kind But those happy loving couples make it look so easy Happy loving couples always talk so kind 'Til the time that I can do my dancing with a partner Those happy couples ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine You ain't no friends of mine Right, that's enough |
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| 5. |
| 2:49 |
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Wake up this mornin' and the paper's on the mat
Poor getting poorer and the rich are getting fat again Up in the towers all the bosses sitting sneezing A half asleep and the rest all start to squeezing Don't worry 'bout it baby, don't try to understand You got your answer in your hand, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Throw it away, throw it away Wake up this morning there's a letter on the mat Big brother wanna know where little brother's at again Life is a peace of paper, goes on forever Sign on the dotted line or end up in the river drowned Don't worry 'bout it baby Don't try to understand You got the answer in your hand Throw it away |
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| 6. |
| 2:41 |
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Come on you people get your dancing shoes on
Reds and yellow and pinks and blues on Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Purple leopard skin and see-through plastic Whatever you want, but just make it drastic Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Pushin' and shovin' and sweat wet leather Up and down we go chained together Too late, too late To stay home and sit around Somebody tellin' me the latest scandals Somebody steppin' on my plastic sandals Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around Too late, too late To stay home and sit around What you wanna bet We ain't started yet Baby stick around Baby stick around |
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| 7. |
| 3:22 |
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Big shot, tell you what
Tell me what goes on around here Go on and get me in the corner Smoke my cigarettes and drink my beer Tell me that this world is no place for the weak Then you can look me in the eye And tell me if you see a trace of fear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Okay, what you say Tell me what they're wearing this year Go on and laugh at me 'cause you don't see That I got something going right here Say I'm just a dreamer, say I'm just a kid Well ace, shut your face Maybe you will see or hear You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Big shot, thanks a lot Gotta go, it's getting late I got a date with my tailor now Thanks for putting me so straight Tell me how they robbed me blind on every street But check your watch and wallet now Before I go and you're too late You gotta look sharp You gotta look sharp And you gotta have no illusions Just keep going your way looking over your shoulder Yeah |
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| 8. |
| 4:23 |
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Fools in love, well are there any other kind of lovers?
Fools in love, is there any other kind of pain? Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, are there any creatures more pathetic? Fools in love, never knowing when they've lost the game Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you see, everything you know now Everything you do, you do it for your lady Everything you do, you do it for your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, gently hold each other's hands forever Fools in love, gently tear each other limb from limb Everything you do, everywhere you go now Everything you touch, everything you feel Everything you do, even your rock 'n' roll now Nothing mean a thing except you and your lady love Your lady love, your lady love, your lady love Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again Fools in love, they think they're heroes 'Cause they get to feel more pain I say fools in love are zeros I should know I should know because this fool's in love again |
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| 2:54 |
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| 11. |
| 2:52 |
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Wake up, got another day to
Get through now, got another man to see Got to call him on the telephone Got to find a piece of paper Sit down, got another letter to write Think I got to get a letter just right There's a ringing on the telephone, oh no -- Got to write a little later No such day as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head If I tell you what I'm doing today Will you shut up and get out of my way? Someone asked me what the time is, I don't know Only know I gotta go now No time: trying to get a watch repaired No time: never got a thing to wear Hear the ringin' of the telephone, no no Hear a ringin' in my head now No such thing as tomorrow, only one two three go! Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Time - got the time tick-tick-tickin' in my head Tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head, tickin' in my head |
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