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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone,
I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. You're trying to make your mark in society, You're using all the tricks that you used on me, You're reading all them high-fashion magazines, The clothes you're wearing, girl, they're causing public scenes. I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, When I first met you, girl, you didn't have no shoes, But, now you're walking around like you're front page news, You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose, But, you won't find my name in your book of "Who's Who". I said, I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone, (No, girl, not me!) I-I-I-I-I'm not your steppin' stone. (No!) Not your steppin' stone, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, No, girl, I'm not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, Not your steppin' stone, |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Walk out,
Girl don't you walk out We've got things to say Talked out, let's have it talked out Things will be okay Girl I don't want to fight That I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me, (a little bit me) And it's a little bit you too Don't know, just what I said wrong But girl I apologize Don't go, here's where you belong So wipe the tears from your eyes Girl I don't want to find That I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me And it's a little bit you too Oh girl I don't want to fight I'm a little bit wrong And you're a little bit right I said girl You know that it's true It's a little bit me And it's a little bit you to It's a little bit me It's a little bit you Girl don't go No no no no no Girl don't go No no no no no Hey girl |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
La la la la
You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain The day after Santa came You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night And gave up without a fight You're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy You're not the kind of girl to tell your mother The kind of company you keep I never told you not to love no other You must of dreamed it in your sleep You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain The day after Santa came You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night And gave up without a fight You're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy you're not the kind of girl to tell your mother The kind of company you keep I never told you not to love no other You must of dreamed it in your sleep You're not only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain The day after Santa came You're not the only cherry delight that was left out in the night And gave up without a fight You're not the only cuddly toy that was ever enjoyed by any boy La la la la |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Oh, I could hide neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings. The six oclock alarm would never ring. Whoops its ringing and I rise, Wipe the sleep out of my eyes. My shavin razors cold and it stings. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. You once thought of me As a white knight on a steed. Now you know how happy I can be. Oh, and our good times starts and end Without dollar one to spend. But how much, baby, do we really need. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. [instrumental interlude] Cheer up, sleepy jean. Oh, what can it mean. To a daydream believer And a homecoming queen. [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Love is understanding,
Don't you know that this is true. Love is understanding, It's in everything we do. In this generation, In this lovin' time, In this generation, We will make the world shine. We were born to love one another This is something we all need. We were born to love one another We must be what we're goin' to be And what we have to be is free. In this generation, In this lovin' time, In this generation, We will make the world shine. We were born to love one another This is something we all need. We were born to love one another We must be what we're goin' to be And what we have to be is free. Love is understanding, we gotta be free Love is understanding, we gotta be free |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Sock it to me
Floatin' down the river With a saturated liver And I wish I could forgive her But I do believe she meant it When she told me to forget it And I bet she will regret it When they find me in the morning wet and drowned And the word gets 'round. Goin' down. Goin' down. Comin' up for air It's pretty stuffy down there I'd like to say I didn't care But I forgot to leave a note And it's so hard to stay afloat I'm soakin' wet without a boat And I knew I should have taken off my shoes It's front page news. Goin' down. Goin' down. I wish I had another drink It wouldn't be so hard to think Besides I got the picture straight She must have had another date I didn't need this extrra weight I wish that I could see my way to shore Don't want no more. Goin' down, I'm goin' down. And now I see the life I led I slept it all away in bed I should have learned how to swim instead And now it's really got me stumped I can't believe I really jumped I'd like to get my tummy pumped I can't believe they drink this stuff in town This dirty brown. Goin' down. Goin' down. I wished I'd looked before I leaped I didn't know it was so deep Been down so far I don't get wet Haven't touched the bottom yet This river scene is gettin' old I'm hungry, sleepy, wet and cold She told me to forget it nice I should have taken hr advice I only want to go on home I'd gladly leave that girl alone What a way to spend the night If I don't drown, I'll die of fright My pappy taught me how to float But I can't swim a single note He threw me in to teach me how I stayed there floatin' like a mama cow And now I've floated way downstream If I could find my way to shore I'd never, never do this anymore I'll give you three, I've been down nine I'm goin' down just one more time. Goin' down. Goin' down. Now the sky is gettin' light An everythng will be all right Think I finally got the knack Just floatin' here lazy on my back I never really liked that town I think I'll ride the river down Just movin' slow and floatin' free There's a river swinging under me. Waving back to the folks on shore I should have thought of this before I'm floatin' down to New Orleans Goin' to pick up on some swingin' scenes I know I'll know a better day I'll go down groovin' all the way. Goin' down. Goin' down. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Love in a vacuum, love in a space,
Love without even the little hint of a trace, Love in confusion then love doesn't show on your face. Love is a stranger, love is a box, Love is the key that fits a million locks, Love is a mystery when love is the devil you call. Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can see them shine. Love at a distance, love at a walk, Love at the limit if only people could talk, Love for the moment it takes to its wings like a hawk. Love for tomorrow, love for today, Love for the hour it could be coming your way, Love for a puzzle you need a solution to play. Put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine. I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can see them shine, I wish you'd put your heart and soul where I can think they're mine. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Hey, hey, mercy woman plays a song and no one listens,
I need help I'm falling again. Play the drum a little louder, Tell me I can live without her If I only listen to the band. Listen to the band! Weren't they good, they made me happy. I think I can make it alone. Oh, mercy woman plays a song and no one listens, I need help I'm falling again. Play the drum a little bit louder, Tell them they can live without her If they only listen to the band. Listen to the band! Now weren't they good, they made me happy. I think I can make it alone. Oh, woman plays a song and no one listens, I need help I'm falling again. C'mon, play the drums just a little bit louder, Tell us we can live without her Now that we have listened to the band. Listen to the band! |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
The local rock group down the street
Is trying hard to learn their song, They serenade the weekend squire Who just came out to mow his lawn. Another pleasant valley Sunday, Charcoal burning everywhere, Rows of houses that are all the same, And no one seems to care. See Mrs. Gray, she's proud today Because her roses are in bloom, And Mr. Green, he's so serene, He's got a TV in every room. Another pleasant valley Sunday, Here in Status Symbol Land, Mothers complain about how hard life is, And the kids just don't understand. Creature comfort goals, they only numb my soul, And make it hard for me to see. Ahhh...thoughts all seem to stray to places far away, I need a change of scenery. Ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta... Ta ta ta ta, ta ta ta ta... Another pleasant valley Sunday, Charcoal burning everywhere. Another pleasant valley Sunday, Here in Status Symbol Land. Another pleasant valley Sunday, (A pleasant valley Sunday) Another pleasant valley Sunday, (A pleasant valley Sunday) |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Monday had a sad child
Always feeling low down, Tuesday had a dream child She's always on the go Now I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. If you love a Wednesday You'll live your life apart now And if you love a Thursday She's gonna break your heart, So I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. Seven days of the week made to choose from But only one is right for me I know that Saturday's got what it takes, babe. I can tell by the way she looks at me Friday likes the good life She'll take you for a ride now And Sunday makes a good wife But she wants to be a bride So I'm in love with Saturday's child She drives me wild Gonna spend my time Makin' sure that Saturday's child is mine. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
When the world and I were young,
Just yesterday. Live was such a simple game, A child could play. It was easy then to tell right from wrong. Easy then to tell weak from strong. When a man should stand and fight, Or just go along. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. I remember when the answers seemed so clear We had never lived with doubt or tasted fear. It was easy then to tell truth from lies Selling out from compromise Who to love and who to hate, The foolish from the wise. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. It was easy then to know what was fair When to keep and when to share. How much to protect your heart And how much to care. But today there is no day or night Today there is no dark or light. Today there is no black or white, Only shades of gray. Only shades of gray. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
(She!) She told me that she loved me,
And like a fool I believed her from the start (She!) She said she'd never hurt me, But then she turned around and broke my heart. Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong (Hey!) I'm better off alone. (She!) She devoured all my sweet love, Took all I had and then she fed me dirt (She!) She laughed while I was crying It was such a joke to see the way it hurt. Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong (Hey!) I'm better off alone. And now I know just why she keeps me hanging 'round, (Hanging 'round) She needs someone to walk on so her feet don't touch the ground (Don't touch the ground) But I love her! (Love her!) I need her! (Need her!) I want her! (Want her!) Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah! (Yeah!) Yeah!-Yeah!-Yeah!-Yeah!-She! Why am I standing here Missing her and wishing she were here? (Hey!) She only did me wrong, now (Hey!) I'm better off alone. (She!) Why am I missing her? (She!) I should be kissing her! (She!) Why am I missing her? (She!) I should be kissing her! |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Sometime in the morning
A simple thought may occur to you, And you hold her, And tell her all the things you never told her. Your love has shown me things I never thought I could see; I didn't know It could be done so easily. Now I know You're where it is for me. Sometime in the evening You're sitting there by the fireside And she'll touch you And you'll realize how much you never knew before, How much you couldn't see. You didn't know It could be done so easily Now you know She's all a girl could be. Now in her childlike eyes You see the beauty there You know it was always there And you need no longer wear a disguise. Sometime in the morning You'll just reach out and she will be there, Close as the summer air. Sometime in the morning she will be there. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Though you've played at love and lost
And sorrow's turned your heart to frost I will melt your heart again. Remember the feeling as a child When you woke up and morning smiled It's time you felt like you did then. There's just no percentage in remembering the past It's time you learned to live again at last. Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind. You stare at me in disbelief You say for you there's no relieve But I swear I'll prove you wrong. Don't stay in your lonely room Just staring back in silent gloom. That's not where you belong Come with me I'll take you where the taste of life is green And everyday holds wonders to be seen. Come with me, leave yesterday behind And take a giant step outside your mind. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
You always say you like my style.
You say I'm tough and kind of wild. Am I too much for you to tame? I swear this time it's not a game. I've known a lot of girls. No, this I won't deny. I'll give our love, I'll give it more than a try. That was then, (that was then) this is now. Let me prove my love girl, I'll make you proud. I never made (never made) this kind of vow. That was then, this is now I've led a thousand lives it seems. And there's been a lot of broken dreams. My mind's just swept love aside. But you broke me down and put me wise. I've doubted all compassion, But you showed me the door. I can't doubt it, I don't doubt it no more. That was then, (that was then) this is now. Let me prove my love girl, I'll make you proud. I never made (never made) this kind of vow. That was then, this is now. I've known a lot of girls. No, this I won't deny. I'll give our love, I'll give it more than a try. That was then, (that was then) this is now. Let me prove my love girl, I'll make you proud. I never made (never made) this kind of vow. That was then, this is now. That was then, this is now. That was then, this is now. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
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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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Valleri. I love my Valleri.
There's a girl I know who makes me feel so good. And I wouldn't live without her, even if I could. They call her Valleri. I love my Valleri. She's the same little girl who used to hang around my door. But she sure looks different than the way she looked before. I call her Valleri. I love my Valleri. Valleri. I love my Valleri. I love my Valleri. I need ya, Valleri. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico.
I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so. There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so. But I found myself a-thinkin' when the time had come to go... CHORUS: What am I doin' hangin' round? I should be on that train and gone. I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone, What am I doin' hangin' round? She took me to the garden just for a little walk. I didn't know much Spanish and there was no time for talk. Then she told me that she loved me not with words but with a kiss. And like a fool I kept on thinkin' of a train I could not miss... CHORUS Well it's been a year or so, and I want to go back again. And if I get the money, well I'll ride the same old train. But I guess your chances come but once and boy I sure missed mine. And still I can't stop thinkin' when I hear some whistle cryin'.... CHORUS (repeat |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
Girl, don't you know every time I see you smiling,
It hurts so bad, cause when I see you, I start crying, I've tried everything to stop, but there's no denying, That falling in love with you, girl, is just like dying. Oh, don't walk away, How, how can I make you stay? Don't turn away, I can still hear you saying those words that never were true, Just spoken to help nobody but you, Words with lies inside, But, small enough to hide till your playing was through. Girl, don't you know we could work it out with talking? You won't look around or slow down your walking, I've given you everything with kiss to seal it, You had to get your kicks out of trying to steal it. Now, I'm standing here, Strange, strange voices in my ears, I feel the tears, But, all I can hear are those words that never were true, Just spoken to help nobody but you, Words with lies inside, But, small enough to hide till your playing was through, ahh. Now, I'm standing here, Strange, strange voices in my ears, I feel the tears, But, all I can hear are those words that never were true, Just spoken to help nobody but you, Words with lies inside, But, small enough to hide till your playing was through. Words that never were true, Just spoken to help nobody but you, Words with lies inside, But, small enough to hide till your playing was through. Words that never were true, Just spoken to help nobody but you, Words with lies inside, But, small enough to hide till your playing was through. |
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from The Monkees - The Definitive Monkees (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mary, mary, where you goin' to?
Mary, mary, can I go too. This one thing I will vow ya, I'd rather die than to live without ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, tell me truly What did I do to make you leave me. Whatever it was I didn't mean to, You know I never would try and hurt ya. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? What more, mary, can I do To prove my love is truly yours? I've done more now than a clear-thinkin' man would do. Mary, mary, it's not over. Where you go, I will follow. 'til I win your love again And walk beside you, But until then. Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, where you goin' to? Mary, where you goin' to? Mary, mary, mary, mary, mary, where you goin' to? |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: Well I married a wife in the month of June,
Married her up by the light of the moon. We live down on Cripple Creek. We've been there about a week. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 2: Now Cripple Creek girl's about half-grown, Jump on a man like a dog on a bone. Roll my pants up to my knees, Cross on Cripple Creek a-when I please. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. Goin' down to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. Goin' down to Cripple Creek to have some fun. 3: Well I'm goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run. I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. CHORUS: I'm a-goin' to Cripple Creek, I'm goin' on a run, Goin' to Cripple Creek to have some fun. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Douglas Farthing Hatlelid
Forget that girl, She'll only make you sad someday. Forget that girl, She'll never make you happy. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. Forget that girl, She'll only bring you down again. Forget that girl, She'll only make you lonely. Stay away from her, my friend, Stay away from her. There was a time when she could really love you When she was thinking only of you But now she's thrown herself above you And there's nothing you can do. Forget that girl, Even tho you find it's hard. Forget that girl, Even though you love her. She's in love with him, my friend, She's in love with him. Oh yeah, she's in love with him....... |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
1: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill.
I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, I'm gonna build it high. I don't know how I'm gonna do it, only know I'm gonna try. 2: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 3: I'm gonna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. Woah, I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth with the good Lord's grace. 4: I'm gonna build a mountain, from a little hill. I'm gonna build a mountain, least I hope I will. I'm gonna build a mountain, yeah, gonna see it through. Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 5: I'm gonna build a daydream, from a little hope. I'm gonna push the daydream, up that mountain slope. I'm gonna build a daydream, woah, I'm gonna see it through, Gonna build a mountain and a daydream, Gonna make 'em both come true. 6: I wanna build a heaven, as a will someday, And the Lord sends Ga-bri-el to take me away. I wanna fine young son, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. I wanna fine young son, yeah, to take my place. I'll leave my son in my heaven on earth, with the good Lord's grace. Yea-eah. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Mike: Alright, and now, here he is, the hardest workin' man in show business, the man who brought you such hits as 'The Last Train To Clarksville', and 'I'm A Deceiver'. Columbia Pictures Corporation and Screen Gems is proud to present, His Royal Majesty, Micky 'James Brown' Dolenz! One, two, three, four!
I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me-me-me Oh, now she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me-me-me And now baby Oh yes indeed I know I'm the kind of guy she needs I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me Ah, now she's my baby Don't you understand? And I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She always answers My beck and call Every lovin' mama Mama, she's so tall I'd be so proud walkin' by her side Couldn't get a better girl no matter how hard I tried I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me I got a woman All over town She's good to me She's good to me Now, she's my baby Don't you understand? I know, I know, I'm her lovin' man I got a woman All the time She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me She's good to me Aww, I got to, got to Good to me She's good to me She's good to me Good to me Let me hear you say "Yeah!" Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!... Micky: Whoa! Davy: Hello!... no shorts jokes, no short jokes! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I wanna be free,
Like the bluebirds flying by me, Like the waves out on the blue sea, If your love has to tie me, Don't try me, say good-bye. I wanna be free, Don't say you love me, say you like me But when I need you beside me, Stay close enough to guide me, Confide in me, whoa-oh-oh. I wanna hold your hand, Walk along the sand, Laughing in the sun, Always having fun. Doing all those things Without any strings to tie me down. I wanna be free, Like the warm September wind, babe, Say you'll always be my friend, babe, We can make it to the end, babe, Again, babe, I've gotta say... I wanna be free, I wanna be free, I wanna be free. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
I thought love was only true in fairy tales
Meant for someone else but not for me. Love was out to get me That's the way it seemed. Disappointment haunted all my dreams. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. I thought love was more or less a given thing, Seems the more I gave the less I got. What's the use in tryin'? All you get is pain. When I needed sunshine I got rain. Then I saw her face, now I'm a believer Not a trace of doubt in my mind. I'm in love, I'm a believer! I couldn't leave her if I tried. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Take the last train to Clarksville, And I'll meet you at the station. You can be be there by four thirty, 'Cause I made your reservation. Don't be slow, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! 'Cause I'm leavin' in the morning And I must see you again We'll have one more night together 'Til the morning brings my train. And I must go, oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville. I'll be waiting at the station. We'll have time for coffee flavored kisses And a bit of conversation. Oh... Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! Take the last train to Clarksville, Now I must hang up the phone. I can't hear you in this noisy Railroad station all alone. I'm feelin' low. Oh, no, no, no! Oh, no, no, no! And I don't know if I'm ever coming home. Take the last train to Clarksville, Take the last train to Clarksville, [repeat and fade] |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She's a wonderful lady and she's mine, all mine/ and there doesn't seem a way that she won't come and lose my mind./It's too easy hummin' songs to a girl in yellow dress/it's been a long time since the party and the room is in a mess/
The four kings of EMI are sitting stately on the floor/there are birds out on the sidewalk and a valet at the door/he reminds me of a penguin, with few and plastered hair/there's talcum powder on the letter, and the birthday boy is there/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Now they've darkened all the windows and the seats in naughahyde/I've been waiting for an hour, I can't find a place to hide/the being known as wonder girl is speaking I believe/it's not easy trying to tell her that I shortly have to leave/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?!/ Why don't you be like me?!/Why don't you stop and see?!/Why don't you hate who I hate, kill who I kill to be free?!/ Why don't you cut your hair?!/Why don't you live up there?!/Why don't you do what I do, see what I feel when I care?! |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She owns and operates
Her own sunshine factory Of painting smiles on dolls And then on me She's my sunny girlfriend And personality. Well, she's got a book That tells about everybody's past And she can make you slow While making your mind move fast She's my sunny girlfriend And she is never last. Oh, while I am sleeping Then she comes creeping Into my thoughts at night Gazing down through eyes As bright as wonder. She can send you on your way To everywhere She's only started After you think that she is there. Well, she's my sunny girlfriend, And she just doesn't care. Yes, she's my sunny girlfriend, She doesn't really care. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
Know that something very strange
Is happening to my brain. I'm either feeling very good Or else I am insane. The seeds of doubt you planted Have started to grow wild But feel that I must yield before The wisdom of a child And it's love you bring, No that I can't deny, With your wings, I can learn to fly, Sweet young thing. People try to talk to me Their words are ugly sounds But I resist all their attempts To try and bring me down Turned on to the sunset, Like I've never done before. And I listen for your footsteps And your know upon the door. And it's love you bring, With dreams of bluer skies All these things, When I seem them in your eyes Sweet young thing. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
You tell me that you've never been this way before.
You tell me things I know that I've heard somewhere. You're standing in the places and you're staring down through faces, that bring to mind traces of a girl, a girl that I knew somewhere. I just can't put my finger on what it is that says to me "Watch out! Don't believe her." I can't give any reasons girl, my thoughts are bound down in a whirl. I just can't think who in the world was that girl; I know I met her somewhere. Someway, somehow this same thing was done. Someone, somewhere did me this same wrong. Well, goodbye dear, I just can't take this chance again. My fingers are still burning from the last time. And if your love was not a game, I only have myself to blame. That's as may be, I can't explain. Just ask the girl that I knew somewhere. ------------- Lyrics Powered by LyricFind Written By NESMITH, MICHAEL Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
By Michael Nesmith
All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The lovelight in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
All men must have someone, have someone
Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take for granted All the pleasures and the fun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. I saw when you walked by The love light in your eye And I knew I must try To win you more than just a friend, I'm starting near the end, And I go again. All men must have someone, have someone Who would never take advantage Of a love bright as the sun. Someone to stand beside them And you just may be the one. Someone to understand them, And you just may be the one. |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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from The Monkees - Summer 1967: The Complete U.S. Concert Recordings (2005)
She knows her mind all right, your Auntie Grizelda,
She says she knows my kind, she might, maybe so. Oh, yeah, she's raised you right, your Auntie Grizelda, You only know the things she wants you to know. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. You can't begrudge her style, your Auntie Grizelda, She couldn't budge a smile and do it for free. So righteous making fudge, your Auntie Grizelda, So proper judging others over her tea. You look just like her you do, I know by looking at you, That you've been listening to your Auntie Grizelda. Oh, no, don't look at me like Auntie Grizelda It takes much more to be someone of your own. You've got to make it free from Auntie Grizelda Or just like her you'll have to make it alone. I know she's having a fit, She doesn't like me a bit, No bird of grace ever lit on Auntie Grizelda. Auntie Grizelda, Auntie Grizelda |
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