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| 1. |
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| 2. |
| 6:07 | 
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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 it made I'm not in love no no it's because I like to see you but then again That doesn't mean you mean That much to me so if I call you Don't make a fuss don't tell Your friends about the two of us I'm not in love no no it's because~ I keep your picture upon the wall It hides a nasty stain that's lying there So don't you ask me to give it back I know you know it doesn't mean That much to me I'm not in love No no it's because ooh you'll wait A long time for me ooh you'll wait A long time ooh you'll wait A long time for me ooh you'll wait A long time 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 it made I'm not in love I'm not in love~ |
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| 3. |
| 4:33 |
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She doesn't need money
She doesn't need diamonds She's lookin' for pretty things She doesn't want romance She doesn't need finance She's looking for rendezvous But every time she's going down She never looks around I'll wait and watch her with my lens until she brings the curtain down 'There behind the keyhole' with my fisheye I'm back in the darkroom I'm covered in fixer I'm making a photograph I'll send her some postcards In glorious colour I'm keeping the negatives I'll form a letter from the news With different type from different lines I'll tell the world about her I'll mail the People and the Times 'Oo it'll be so scandalous For the both of them But mainly her' She showed them her husband He ordered a dozen He thought they were fabulous The one with the -- The two of the -- And three of the -- He sold her to Hefner Who put her in Playboy He gave her a centre-fold I made a real blunder She made it in movies I made her a superstar |
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| 4. |
| 4:29 |
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Another fish head in the dustbin
Another loser in the queue for the soup kitchen Another reason for a visit We think you'd better come down Another nigger on the woodpile Another honky on the dole Another trip from off the 15th floor The greatest story ever told Was so wrong, so wrong 'Cos you promised milk and honey With an everlasting life And we listened with our ears closed And a blindness in our eyes But we heard them as they nailed you And we saw you crucified The second coming of the Holy Ghost We need a pocketful of miracles Two thousand years and he ain't shown yet We kept his seat warm and the table set The second sitting for the Last Supper Another Guru in the money Another mantra in the mail An easy way from rags to riches God's little acre's up for sale The time is right for ressurection We think you'd better come down The church don't ring with hallelujahs You haven't been for so long So long, so long Two thousand years and he ain't shown yet We kept his seat warm and the table set The second sitting for the Last Supper |
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| 5. |
| 4:12 |
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When you open your eyes
To a brand new morning And the sun shines Above you You pull on your breeches and say Oh well, It's the start of a brand new day For birds of prey You live and learn your life away But there below, your body must go Against the grain Like an old mule train Keeps pulling hard against the Here boy, there boy The boss got you running everywhere boy 'Ya got no money and ya got less sense And you ain't going nowhere' But there below your body must go For birds of prey You live and learn your life away But there below your body must go Against the grain Like an old mule train Keeps pulling hard against the Here boy, there boy The boss got you running everywhere boy, 'Ya got no money and ya got less sense And you ain't going nowhere' But there below your body will go At the end of the day When you look around you And the sun sets Deep inside you Dust off your breeches and say 'Oh well' Say goodnight to the man in the moon The sandman's on his way |
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| 6. |
| 4:13 |
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Oo he's a sly one
He's a razamataz man He flew in from Singapore On a flying junk man Oo he's a devil Oo and the devil's gonna bring you down Oo he's a stalwart With a heavy load on He's got a finger in everyone's pie And he's got what you want Oo he's a salesman Oo and his goods are gonna bring you down He's never got the stuff If you ever come to him without money He hasn't got the time For the people who are down on their knees But if the price is right You won't be asking him where it came from Oo he's a remnant From the swingin' sixties He pushed his load down the Kings Road To the Chelsea Potter Oo he's a snow job Oo and his shovels gonna cover you |
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| 7. |
| 4:45 |
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I'm dancing on the White House lawn
Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn Hanging round the gardens of Babylon Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up She gets more fan mail than the Pope She takes the mickey out of all my phobias Like signing cheques to ward off double pneumonia Life is a minestrone Served up with parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze I'm leaning on the Tower of Pisa Had an eyeful of the tower in France I'm hanging round the gardens of Madison And the seat of learning And the flush of success Relieves a constipated mind I'm like a gourmet in a skid row diner A fitting menu for a dilettante Life is a minestrone Served up with parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze Love is a fire of flaming brandy Upon a crepe suzette Let's get this romance cooking, honey But let us not forget Life is a minestrone Served up with parmesan cheese Death is a cold Lasagne Suspended in deep freeze |
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| 8. |
| 5:09 |
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Co-starring you
And co-starring me Starring us both together The film of my love Will travel the world Forever and ever and ever A back lot romance A scripted affair The screenplay a blessing from heaven We're gone with the wind On the Orient Express To join the Magnificent Seven The film of my love Will travel the world And travel the whole world over The film of my love Will travel the world Over and over and over The film of my love Will travel the world Over and over and over Over and over and over again Over and over and over A close-up of yours A long shot of mine Superimposed together I'll zoom in on you With a love that is true In cinemascope forever A clapper board kiss There's an Oscar in this A hit or a miss whatever A box office wedding A premier for two We'll be on location forever When Pathe recall The thrill of it all They'll edit us both together A legend a classic An epic of love Captured on film forever A lasting embrace That time can't erase Let them censor the wind Or the weather The film of my love Will conquer the world Forever and ever and ever The film of my love Will travel the world And travel the whole world over The film of my love Will travel the world Over and over and over The film of my love Will travel the world Over and over and over Over and over and over again Over and over and over Over and over and over |
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| 9. |
| 2:55 |
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Well it's cold down here in the water
It's cold down here in the sea Who'd be a channel swimmer? Only a fool like me I've greased my body and I'm heading over the ocean These two arms are the only locomotion I need See me swim and see me float I don't need no motorboat or a yacht to get me there I'll do the breaststroke and the backstroke I'll do anything I'll be swimming when you're all asleep I'll be swimming when you're all awake I'll do the sidestroke the other sidestroke I'll do the butterfly But I ain't gonna crawl on back to you, no way I see your face in every breaker I see your smile across the reef I came across the sea to take you Don't make me out to be a thief You'll be dreaming when you're all asleep But I'll be drowning when you're all awake I did the breaststroke I did my best stroke I did everything But I ain't good enough 'Cause it's cold down here in the water It's cold down here in the sea Who'd be a channel swimmer? Only a fool like me Who'd be a channel swimmer? Only a fool like me... would forget he can't swim |
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| 10. |
| 3:57 |
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Something to begin with
That's easy said than done You'll see me rolling home But I don't understand why Still there's nothing at all Time is on my side But we mustn't let our disappointment show But I will, and you will go on All I need is some good news (some good news) All I need is some good news (just some good news) To put me on my feet (to put me on my feet) To put me at my ease (at my ease) All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news) All I need is some good news (some good news) To put me at my ease (to put me at my ease) All I need is some good news All I need is some good news (just gimme me some good news) All I need is some good news (some good news) To put me at my ease (to put me at my ease) To put me on my feet (on my feet, on my feet) All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news) All I need is some good news (all I need is some good news) All I need is some good news All I need is some good news (all I need is good news) To put me on my ease (to put me at my ease) To put me on my feet (on my feet, on my feet) All I need is some good news (good news) All I need is some good news (some good news) All I need is some good news (good news) All I need is some good news [Repeat to fade] |
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