I want to meet you at that restaurant The one you love it's got a pretty front What a front The girls are holding hands It's a treat to indulge Or we
It doesn't help you if you scream and shout That isn't what this thing is all about And do you really want to fight to win You're missing out and that
I watch her move up and down the beach, well The fellows drool, but she's out of their reach, and These are not a part of the scheme, but Let them hope
You said you will You said I do Now that's the best thing For me and you We'll stick together our whole lives through Grow old with me Starting out just
I'm not in love, so don't forget it It's just a silly phase I'm going through And just because I call you up Don't get me wrong, don't think you've got
On the street below these walls Where I used to walk Now I can barely crawl All this darkness rising tall Lord shine a light for me I'm waiting to be
Deep in the night I can hear you calling my name How can I try to help you woman If you go on hiding your pain Baby, Baby, the tears on your pillow are
Thank you for the gift The freedom to wonder In search of the light Are we gonna let it shine Forgiveness is the key The perfect emotion Will you show
See the monkey peel the onion See the monkey cry He can feel his tears are flowin' But he don't know why He continues peeling faster `Til the onion is
In Love (orig) and (Rework Of Art Mix).] ******************************************************************************************** Transcribed by TJ Thurston 4/7/95 capnbizr@interaccess.com Administrator of Minestrone: The 10cc
Inside my loneliness and sorting through the mess I came across a bunch of snaps and letters I found an eight by ten, taken God knows when It took me
I found myself on my knees in prayer The consequence of my deep despair Now I must speak, get it off my chest It ain't no joke and it ain't no jest Every
So say one and so say all Say what you gotta say Or don't say nothing at all You been tossin' and turnin' through soft sticky nights While the Bronx
Oh Donna You made me stand up You made me sit down, Donna Sit down, Donna Sit down You made stand up Donna waiting by the telephone Donna waiting
I went to a party at the local county jail All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail But the guys were indiscreet They were brawling in
Bluebird take me on your wing Teach me how to fly Teach me how to sing Bluebird, guardian of my soul Inside everybody Is a story to be told I came in
You promised me a life You promised me everything would change Even said you'd be my wife Ooh now you're gone You told me I was handsome Even told me
I looked in the mirror (What did you see looking at you?) I saw a nine stone weakling (What will you do?) Dynamic Tension waiting for you? Dynamic