up and down to God above That you finally fall in love If today was your last day If today was your last day Would you make your mark by mending a broken
it real this love that you have offered me so freely You tell me that you love me but darling do you really Don't make me love and lose again don't make me
Tunnel down in soft silk and satin Loosen up and roll to the rumble of the drum Make believe it's midnight in Manhattan 10 minutes till the savages come Come here and
Do you ? Do you really want me ? [08:56.80]Sophisticated lady want me [09:00.25]Sweet little Sheila [09:01.70]Do you ? Do you really love me ? [
a little bit of shock, shock horror A limp jumped body on the floor A fucked up old school friend And a kicked down door And the boy can sing And the
for my innocence They brought me in another charges of a legal residents And L, E, N, on a foreign land Watch me go back to my land and then there will
? And would you call those friends you never see? Reminisce old memories? Would you forgive your enemies? And would you find that one you're dreaming of? Swear up and down
have When I see you so unhappy It makes me wanna try and understand Everybody needs a helping hand If everything should turn around It's me who feels so down and
They Wont She Hides The Copy Of Bliss In The Books Under Her Arm And Makes Her Way Back Home She Opens The Door To Find Her Mom And Dad Waiting The Expression
it! You show me that it works and how it works And when I?ve recovered from the shock I will take a compass and carve Fancy That on the side of my cock
Come and let me show you that it's real. And you say "Somewhere in my body is a hole without an end" And I say "Come and let me see it. It is something
up and down to God above That you finally fall in love If today was your last day If today was your last day Would you make your mark by mending
resources, both mineral and human, Have been unscrupulously exploited. Peoples' pride and dignity is burnt in Napalm And hand-held flame-throwers. The poor and
Janis Siegel & Jeff Lorber Lyrics by Brock Walsh Spiked heels and porkpie hat - Have you on the mend in no time flat A shimmy and a shake, a pitter and
are harder and me Jimmy's got the sack; I went down to Vicker's, they were glad to have me back. But I'm a third-class citizen, my wages tell me that
that got me where I am today I learned how to treat a lady there and how to make a friend Inflicted on me wounds that even time could never mend But