Boy the way Glen Miller played Songs that made the hit parade Guys like us we had it made Those were the days Those were the days This could be habitual
1st verse: Circle of street light, rain on the windshield Seeing you, for the last time Eyes on the bus stop, not in the window Seeing you, for the last
Came to the end, Once again, Start over now. Just can't win. Do it all again. Go ahead, defy your better judgement. Slide right to the bottom, Climb
Every day is so wonderful and suddenly I saw debris Now and then I get insecure from all the pain I'm so ashamed I am beautiful no matter what they say
If I was in the fridge, would you open the door? If I was the grass, would you mow your lawn? If I was your body, would you still wear clothes? If I was
Beein livin' with your shit too long You know it gotta end Yell to me sing your song You know it's gotta end You just been around too long to still be
It's my fault I never learned a trade So I just scrape all day It's not my fault Yeah, when there's never enough So I just toil away And oh, what you
Take a look into some big gray eyes And ask yourself, you wanna make 'em cry? Lookin' out of them it's just as well But you're gonna live to see, I'm
Brass buttons, green silks and silver shoes Warm evenings, pale mornings, bottled blues And tiny golden pins that she wore up in her hair Brass buttons
I just want a bit part in your life I just want a bit part in your life I want a bit part in your life A walk-on would be fine I just want a bit part
My indecision is causing me pain It's hard to conceal it and it's harder to name But before I leave for work here's some words that might hurt But it'
Baby, when I think of all my yesterdays When I dream about tomorrow When I recount my joys When I remember my sorrows Sometimes a man's gotta say what
Well I give up Buried alive Can't seem to face up Buried alive Can't seem to get it right Buried alive And I'll be up all night Buried alive - I'm drowning
Speak so softly and lowly like you want me to hear And it just shows to go me, no need to speak clear You're away on a movie and I want you to be Be,
Started out today, jello in the sand Went out of my way not to understand Walked into a tree, don't you look at me See, I'm not myself, phony mystery
She's comin' over We'll go out walking Make a call on the way She's in the phone booth now I'm lookin' in There comes a smile on her face There's still
Now satan is all over this world You wanna find him I wanna find him Now satan is everything you are Everything I am When I pledge I'm not like
He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've The story's getting closer to the end He kinda shoulda sorta woulda loved her if he could've He
