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If she knew what I've seen while I'm watching Would she know where to smile, what to say? When she leaves from her book to be with me Where's her mind
Do the Wall Street shuffle Hear the money rustle Watch the greenbacks tumble Feel the Sterling crumble You need a yen to make a mark If you wanna
Hey toots, you put the life into living You brought a sigh into sight Ah hon, you make my legs turn to water You bring the stars out at night But
"I'm a clockwork creep And I can't get to sleep They wind me up and let me go And I can't unwind Going out of my mind My time is coming soon you
Down on the casting couch A star is gonna be born A star with the stature of a Harlow Who's doomed And groomed to enrapture All her co-stars, and
It's one thing to know it but another to admit We're the worst band in the world But we don't give a.... If Garbo played guitar with Valentino on the
In the middle of a caravan On a four wheel drive oasis There's a man with a thought in mind To cash in on the desert faces He's got a truckload of
On de uber side ob de island Dere's a sky so clear and blue Can see, cross water, to de mainland New life for me and you Let's buy a hotel Let's
Here's a new dance that you all can do Baby, baby, what's he gonna do? Sit back and relax `cos it's good for you Baby, baby, what's he gonna do? what
I'll show you man who walk on fire And don't get burned Don't get burned, don't get burned He don't get burned I'll show you man who tread on glass
Where are my boys? They are in deepest water Where are they now? They are over the hill and far away But they are broken men who lie low Waiting
I would open up the book But I don't know where to start to look You're so tall and you're so strong Standing by me, but this won't take too long Do
Music makes you weak and yeah you're so unique Actually oh, love, yeah, your dressing makes me high The way you mystify, risk it off, oh yeah, you finish
[The Man] There's a prayer for the living and the dying There's a prayer to soothe the savage sea There's a prayer it seems for almost everything But
do you know the muffin man,the muffin man,the muffin man do you know the muffin man who lived on shirley lane? yes i know the muffin man,the muffin man
