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Here we come, walkin'
Down the street. We get the funniest looks from Every one we meet. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We go wherever we want to, do what we like to do We don't have time to get restless, There's always something new. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We're just tryin' to be friendly, Come and watch us sing and play, We're the young generation, And we've got something to say. Any time, Or anywhere, Just look over your shoulder Guess who'll be standing there Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. (break) Hey, hey, we're the Monkees And people say we monkey around. But we're too busy singing To put anybody down. We're just tryin' to be friendly, Come and watch us sing and play, We're the young generation, And we've got something to say. Hey, hey, we're the Monkees Hey, hey, we're the Monkees [repeat and fade] extra verse: Hey, hey, we're the Monkees, You never know where we'll be found. so you'd better get ready, We may be comin' to your town. |
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You call my name then you run for protection
I reach out to hold ya' but it's just a reflection Throught the looking glass Now you've been looking at your life through a mirror It's time you started seeing things a little bit clearer than Through the looking glass Watch me break through, girl I still love you, girl I think you love me by the way you come on girl Then I turn away for a minute, you're gone girl Through the looking glass Ahh... You're looking through me Like you never knew me I've got some things that I'm tryin' to show ya But you fade away how can I get to know 'ya Through the looking glass |
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Now listen just a minute while I sing this song,
Don't you worry baby it won't take long. I'm just about ready to draw the line, So don't be surprised if I leave this time. Well I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south Don't want no more of your lyin' mouth. I'm hittin' the road, gonna ring some bells, Better know I can do it well. CHORUS: Midnight train, ramblin' ramblin' All night long I'm gamblin', gamblin' Been losin' all my money and it really is funny, umm badda dum. Midnight train, ramblin' ramblin' Al night I'm gamblin', gamblin' Well tell you what baby, well you better be movin' on. Well I really don't know where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't gotta map, it ain't no tour. Just headin' out to the open sky, Who knows, might even die. Well don't you worry your pretty little head 'Cause you never gave a dang what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to leave this place Can't stand to look at your cheatin' face. CHORUS Well you treated me like a little boy And played around like I was a toy. Guess you thought I'd have the blues, Look whose cryin', guess you lose. CHORUS (twice) It's about that time, better be movin' on Midnight Train (version from "Missing Links, Vol. 3") 1: Well I'm an angry man, I sing an angry song, Tell you honey it won't be long, Well I'll pack my bags, get outa here, With my guitar and a case o' beer. Well I'm goin' north and I'm goin' south, Tell you honey, better shut you're mouth, Well I'll kick your head from here to hell, You better know I can do it well. CHORUS: Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All night long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Losin' all my money well it really is funny, hon. Midnight train, ramblin', ramblin', All night long I'm a-gamblin', gamblin', Tell you what'n baby well you better be movin' on. 2: Well I really don't know where I'm goin' for sure, Ain't got a map, and it ain't no tour, I'm just headin' out for the open sky, Who knows? Might even die. Well don't you worry your pretty little head, I never give a damn what I did or said. That's why I'm packin' to leave this place, Can't stand look at your cheatin' face. CHORUS: (repeat) 3: Well you treated me like a little boy, And you played around like I was a toy. I guess you thought I'd have the blues, Look who's cryin', guess you lose. CHORUS: (repeat) CHORUS: Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling. Losing all my money, well it really ain't so funny, hon. Midnight train, rambling, rambling, All night long I'm gambling, gambling. Tell you what'n baby, well you better be moving on. CHORUS: (repeat) CHORUS: It's about that time, better be movin' on. Get outa here, you better be movin' on. Well that's all she wrote, you better be movin' on. |
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