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I'm the midnight man
I do what I can To make sure that I am The midnight man Midnight man's on time Everthing is fine All the words in rhyme With everything solo Midnight man, you're pretty Midnight man, you're fine Midnight man, be careful Midnight man Midnight man, be mine |
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Hey? ooh? what'll I do
Looks like it's the end Ooh? hey? could you please stay There I go again You know I hate to lose her The good thing that I had I would rather lose her Then watch it all go bad I guess I'll just go on ahead There's still some things to come Yes? things are pretty much said Back where I came from Hey? ooh? what'll I do Looks like it's the end Ooh? hey? could you please stay There I go again It may be that I found my way And not see her again Tomorrow is a brighter day Why should I pretend I know I won't see her again We've gone our separate ways Making love every now and then I don't have much to say Hey? ooh? what'll I do Looks like it's the end Ooh? hey? could you please stay There I go again Hey? ooh? what'll I do Looks like it's the end Ooh? hey? could you please stay There I go again |
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Would you like to come home with me?
I can think of things to show ya Thinkin' that I'd like to know ya, uh Mornin' milkman's comin' Get up, greet my day Evenin' brings the sun in Still I find my way Change of plans, makin' a landin' to see ya And I do wanna be your man, oh, yeah Sunday, highway drivin' It all looks about the same Nowhere, just arrivin' Still I play the game I'm home grown, growin' my own and I need ya Need ya to beg my pardon, to tend my garden Flowers, she's sittin' for poses She wants me to sing my song Hours, she's like a stoned Moses Guess I'll sing along |
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Dale Peters; Jim Fox; Joe Walsh
Woman! I've been hearin' 'bout the things you say Woman, yeah I don't want you talkin' that way Wanna take you home, give you some money Every time I try, you think that it's funny Woman, yeah I don't want you talkin' that way Don't want to break you I just want to make it, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, hey Woman Oh, how about you and me? Woman Think about what it could be Wanna take you home, do things to you Every time I try, you just think that I'm foolin' Woman, woah How about you and me? Don't wanna break you I just want to make you, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Come on, do it for me once! Oh, woman, yeah I don't want you to act so bad Woman, yeah, yeah, yeah You're the best thing I ever had Wanna take you home, spend my time with you You see it, babe, it's clear that I miss you Woman, yeah, yeah, yeah I don't want you to act so bad I don't wanna break you I just wanna make it, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ah, ah, ah, ah woman Why do you, why do you act that way? Woman, yeah, yeah, yeah You know what? Ah, good God! Ya know what? Aw, get it on! |
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Walsh
Thanks to the hand that feed you Give the dog a bone Thanks to the man that gives you Haven't got your own That's the way the world is Get just what you can Wake up again tomorrow A little less a man, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh, yeah Yes to the man above you Hope you pass the test No to the man below you Leave him with the rest That's the way the world is Get just what you can Wake up again tomorrow A little less a man, yeah, oh, yeah Everybody knows, everybody goes To make a buck today But that ain't the way it should be It's changin' every way, yeah Thanks to them that feed you Give the dog a bone Thanks to them that give you You haven't got your own That's the way the world is Get just what you can Wake up again tomorrow A little less a man Yeah, oh, yeah, mmm.... |
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Taking my time
Choosin' my line Tryin' to decide what to do Looks like my stop Don't wanna get off Got myself hung up on you Seems to me You don't want to talk about it Seems to me You just turn your pretty head and walk away Places I've known Things that I'm growin' Don't taste the same without you I got myself in The worst mess I've been And I find myself startin' ta doubt you Seems to me Talk all night, here comes the mornin' Seems to me You just forget what we said And greet the day Seems to me You don't wanna talk about it Seems to me You just turn your pretty head and walk away I've got ta cool myself down Stompin' around Thinkin' some words I can't name ya Meet ya half way Got nothin' to say Still I don't s'pose I can blame ya Seems to me You don't want to talk about it Seems to me You just turn your pretty head and walk away Walk away |
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After the last race is run
The betting's over, the gate is closed And then you remember who I am And then you call, and we do it all again, again And now the book has reached the end We're running out of time, still we pretend And I've got no time left to spend And then you call and we do it all again, again Again, again, again, again |
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