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I gotta get out of this town
I gotta go some place I gotta get out of this town And forget your face There ain't nothin' I want From nobody like you I got some places I itch I got some scratchin' to do I gotta get out of this town I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) I gotta get me a man (Gotta get her a man) I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) You're more than I can stand (You're more than she can stand) I gotta get out of this town I gotta go somewhere I gotta get out of this town I hope it's over there I'm gonna plant a love tree I'm gonna pick me some I want some peaches and cream I'm tired of nothin' but plums I gotta get out of this town I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) I gotta find me a man (Gotta find her a man) I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) You're more than I can stand (You're more than she can stand) I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) Let me out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) I want out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) I gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) Gotta get out of this town (Gotta get out of this town) |
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Wait till you see him, see how he looks, huh
Wait till you hear him laugh Painters of paintings and writers of books Well, they never could tell the half Just wait till you feel the warmth of his glance Pensive and sweet and wise All of it lovely, all of it thrilling I'll never be willing to free him When you see him Well, you just won't believe your eyes |
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See the little children laugh and sing (laugh and sing)
Fantasy is such a common thing (common thing) Love is why the flowers grow Of all the red and blue I wish they never had to know Love can hurt them too See the little children laugh and sing (laugh and sing) See the little children running by (running by) Happiness is dancing in each pie (in each pie) And love is just a mountain tall Where angels learn to sing How could they know that angels fall Before they grow their wings? See the children running by (running by)... See the little children on their way (on their way) Give them kisses, candy and today (And today) Tomorrow will be soon enough to know what we speak of Tomorrow will be soon enough to know the hurt of love See the children on their way... |
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Would you like to ride in my beautiful balloon
Would you like to glide in my beautiful balloon We could float among the stars together you and I For we can fly, we can fly Up, up and away in my beautiful My beautiful balloon The world's a nicer place in my beautiful balloon It wears a nicer face in my beautiful balloon We can sing a song and sail along the silver sky For we can fly, we can fly Up, up and away in my beautiful My beautiful balloon Suspended under the twilight canopy We'll search the clouds for a star to guide us If by some chance you find yourself loving me We'll find a cloud to hide us People lean beside us Love is waiting there in my beautiful balloon Away up in the air in my beautiful balloon If you hold my hand we'll chase a dream Across the sky for we can fly, we can fly Up, up and away in my beautiful My beautiful balloon Yes, my pretty balloon My balloon, my balloon |
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Friday's child.....Hard luck is her brother
Friday's child.....Her sister's misery Friday's child.....Her daddy they call hard times Friday's child.....That's me Friday's child.....Born a little ugly Friday's child.... Good looks passed her by..oh Friday's child.....Makes something look like nothing Friday's child.....Am I..ya Guitar Solo Friday's child.....Never climbed no mountain Friday's child.....She ain't even gonna tray..oh Friday's child.....Whom they'll forget to bury Friday's child.....Am I |
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Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry
Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Daddy works in a rock and roll band He's a Drummer Man Plays all night in a crummy dive down on Lincoln Street Living in a rat trap, hassle and a-hustle with the welfare plan Lord, it's tough when you're living with a dream Of a Drummer Man Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Don't you know, little baby, bye and bye Daddy's really going to make it big like Ringo done Be a Hollywood cat and live up in the canyon where the sun shines If we can just hold on till we find that once in a lifetime plan Oh, Lord, it hurts to be living with a dream Of a Drummer Man He's a Drummer Man-that's what he is And I love him so And I clean his jeans And I dry his tears When the breaks don't come, and it ain't no fun He's my man and he's a real good drummer It's a bummer when you've got to play the nickel and the dime Kind of job that don't pay enough to buy a can of beans Chicken bone's clean Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Hush, hush, little baby, don't you cry Daddy works in a rock and roll band He's a Drummer Man He beats out time, drinks a lot of bad wine down on Lincoln Street One day Daddy's going to be a star But in the meantime- Oh, Lord, it's tough to be living with a dream Of a Drummer Man Child it's tough but your Daddy is a dream Of a Drummer Man |
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When you find out you don't love her
When all the glitter rubs off of her I'll be waiting just a smile away I can see you need some cheering Call on me, I'm volunteering All you gotta do is pick up the phone Tell me you're alone and baby I'll come running I'll be your good time girl I'll be your sunshine girl I'll turn your nighttime into day I'll be your good time girl I'll be your sunshine girl I'll wash your troubles all away When you need someone to laugh with Someone to share things half and half with I can make the nighttime fly away You don't have to say you love me Just let me know you're thinking of me All you gotta do is pick up the phone Tell me you're alone and baby I'll come running I'll be your good time girl I'll be your sunshine girl I'll turn your nighttime into day I'll be your good time girl I'll be your sunshine girl I'll wash your troubles all away |
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