Ebony and ivory live together in perfect harmony Side by side on my piano keyboard, oh Lord, why don't we? We all know that people are the same where
You were born with a face that would let you get your way you know you're much too fine and free, Ivory Yeah you had everything you wanted child, that
For every minute that goes by There's an unanswered question with no reasons why There's an eagle perchin' in a dying tree With one eye on you, with one
Wherever you live You'll find no one can take away Whatever you feel inside Your black ivory soul Aya aa ehehe hehe Aya a ehehe he N' fon egbe bodo
Imanja oo, iemanja oooo Iemanja oooo, iemanja oooo Imanja oo, iemanja oooo Iemanja oooo, iemanja oooo Iye iye mandja aa, eyin nin iya gbogbo wa Edjade
Mieux vaut ne penser a rien, que de ne pas penser du tout Rien c'est deja, rien c'est deja beaucoup On ne se souvient de rien, et puisqu' on oublie tout
Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba yo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba wa Tumba e tumba ea, tumba e tumba eo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba yo Tumba, tumba, tumba, tumba
Owa iya iye e a, owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a, owa iya iye e a Owa iya iye e a Onikaloukou wa n'fe ri ominira Onikaloukou wa n'fe
(Brewster-Neeson-Brewster) Blue master Thatcher got a well laid plan to make himself a singularly self-made man new Paris shirt, Ives Saint Laurent you
Every night that goes between I feel a little less As you slowly go away from me This is only another test Every night you do not come Your softness
You look at me with those brown eyes What do you want to do? Do you have to have me The way that I want you, I want you? When you look at me with those
Honey, honey, honey Who could be sweeter than you Honey, honey, honey Bitter sweet, but what can I do Lord, it's good to talk to you Even sweeter than
Go and do what you want I know that you have the need But you know that I'll wait as long as it takes And you'll never make me, you'll never make me You
Written by lindsey buckingham. It's not that funny is it When you don't know what it is But you can't get enough of it If's not that funny is it? Don
Could you ever need me And would you know how, yeah Don't waste our time Tell me now All you have to do Is speak out my name, yeah And I would come running
Written by lindsey buckingham Don't know why I have to work Don't know why I can't play Turn me off turn me out But don't turn me away Save me a place
(lindsey buckingham) Countin' on my fingers Countin' on my toes Slippin' thru your fingers Watchin' how it grows You can love me baby but you can't
Come on baby, could you ever be Just a little close to me Ooh ooh ooh Could we ever forget tonight? Come on baby, let's take a stroll You're feelin' warm