the desert had turned to sea There were plants and birds and rocks and things there was sand and hills and rings The ocean is a desert with it's life
We used to laugh, we used to cry We used to bow our heads then, wonder why And now you're gone, I guess I'll carry on And make the best of what you
Chewing on a piece of grass Walking down the road Tell me, how long you gonna stay here, Joe? Some people say this town don't look good in snow You
blanket, lyin' in the snow Feelin' like the men felt a long time ago Goin' to find me a home, goin' to build it with my hands Can't you see there's
right In the evenin' It's pretty pleasin' Muskrat Susie, Muskrat Sam Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land And they shimmy And Sammy's so skinny
This is for all the lonely people Thinking that life has passed them by Don't give up until you drink from the silver cup And ride that highway in
Sometimes late when things are real And people share the gift of gab between themselves Some are quick to take the bait And catch the perfect prize
do Baby it's up to you (Baby it's up to you) Baby it's up to you (Baby it's up to you) Baby it's up to you Who's gonna help you through
the time we've spent Wonderin' what we meant By livin' all those years By livin' all those years We are here with nothing to do today It's something
Come and see me when the world has set you free Everyone I meet is from California There's dancin' in the streets in California Everyone I meet is from California There's
it's cold at night Everything's alright Does she really love me I think she does Like the stars above me I know because When the sky is bright Everything's
Ain't it foggy outside All the planes have been grounded Ain't the fire inside? Let's all go stand around it Funny, I've been there And you've been
that today's the day I've got this feeling today's the day I've got this feeling that today's the day I've got this feeling today's the day Oo, oo
Ah, get behind me Satan Quit ravishing the land Does it take the children To make you understand? Ah, all across the nation People don't understand
I ain't ready for the altar but I do agree there's times When a woman sure can be a friend of mine Well, I keep on thinkin' 'bout you, Sister Golden
on her own She's got a broken heart She's not the kind to take you down for long She knows and plays it smart (Ah--) And if she's comin' she's showed
re a little pervert too There's a million different ways to get off I have seen it on TV in Tokyo In Finland and Australia Not so much in America Americans
a seven series with Tommie's I make another on of America's hotties And I'm that serious mommy I'm the one, like the Jet Li flick The private jet ski's
