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(Carly Simon)
Better not tell her, that I was your lover Better not make her jealous of me Better convince her there was nothing between us I'm not those initials in your diary But if you slip and my name comes up Don't deny that you knew me Just leave out the white nights The moon in your window The break in your whisper The promises after Better not tell her why you love Spanish dancing Don't bother to say that it's hot in the summer in Madrid Let it all go now, Like smoke from a candle Like the trace of a song that you hear in the wind But if you slip and my name comes up Don't deny that you knew me Just leave out the white nights The moon in your window The break in your whisper The promises after Leave out the tears and the laughter She won't need to know That I cried when you left That I think of you still But if you slip and my name comes up Don't deny that you knew me Just leave out the white nights The moon in your window The break in your whisper The promises after Leave out the tears and the laughter She won't need to know That I'd die for your love That I still...love...you |
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(Carly Simon)
Didn't I give you midnight? Didn't I give you the month of June Didn't I make it alright When everything was ruined Didn't I say didn't I Didn't you say Didn't I too Didn't we both say Didn't I 'Till didn't we say we're through Didn't I try, Didn't I cry Didn't I? Sorry that your mother dropped you on your head Maybe her mother dropped her too In the end we all get dropped We all get black and blue But didn't I always love you long When time was short and the night was cold Didn't I admit that I was wrong When the anger was new but the fight was old Didn't I say didn't I 'Till didn't we say we're through Didn't I try, Didn't I cry Didn't I, Didn't I, Didn't I do? |
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Have you seen me lately?
What was it you saw Are you gonna catch me With my hand in the jar, naked singing in the choir? have you seen me lately? Did I look O.K. Are you gonna shame me and take my toys away? Don't wake me unless you love me It takes too long to fall back to sleep Don't wake me unless you're a friend of mine I'd rather just fall back on my dreams Have you seen me lately? Did I miss a beat Are you gonna make me get back on my feet? Don't wake me unless you love me It takes too long to fall back to sleep Don't wake me unless you're a friend of mine I'd rather just fall back on my dreams Have you seen me lately? Was I crazy? Don't wake me...Don't wake me...Don't wake me... |
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(Carly Simon/Teesa Gohl)
I've been doing a lot of thinking About growing older and moving on Nobody wants to be told that they're getting on Andf maybe going away For a long, long stay But just how long and who knows And how and where my spirit will go Will it soar like Jazz on a saxophone Or evaporate on a breeze Won't you tell me please That life is eternal And love is immortal And death is only a horizon Life is eternal As we move into the light And a horizon is nothing Save the limit of our sight Save the limit of our sight Here on earth I'm a lost soul Ever trying to find my way back home Maybe that's why each new star is born Expanding heaven's room Eternity in bloom And will I see you up in that heaven In all it's light will I know you're there Will we say the things that we never dared If wishing makes it so Won't you let me know That life is eternal And love is immortal And death is only a horizon Life is eternal As we move into the light And a horizon is nothing Save the limit of our sight Save the limit of our sight |
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(Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman)
An occasional joint, a glass or two of beer Still I would never have guessed that you'd wind up here In a half-way house, on a dead-end street In a run-down part of a one-horse town But just do what they say, don't worry 'bout your girl 'Cause I won't run away, and I won't run around And I won't let you down, and without a doubt I'll be waiting, waiting Waiting at the gate when they let you out You set the world on fire, dancing after dark Now you're playing solitaire in a fenced-in park I'm not the one to judge you, so baby don't be scared No one gets a free ride, none of us is spared I'll be back on the ninth, I've circled the date Three o'clock sharp, and I won't be late You've been through hell I know what that's all about And I'll be waiting, waiting Waiting at the gate when they let you out The doctors have so little faith They say you were a classic case They said the chance is eight in ten They'd see you back in here again But I'm counting on you to prove the doctors wrong I'm imagining you, healthy and strong Your papers all stamped, your eyes so bright and blue Looking like a baby picture of you Walking down the path, your suitcase in your hand The howling at your back, a brand new man Be a perfect little camper, be a brave little scout And I'll be waiting waiting Waiting at the gate when they let you out... |
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(Carly Simon)
It's all of our birthdays this summer One number older, another year younger I'll go to your party, you'll come to mine We've given up cigarettes, we've given up wine We've given up caffeine and sworn off desserts I don't try to seduce you, we don't even flirt We're too good to be happy, too straight to be sad So just blow out the candles, Happy Birthday Stay out of the ocean, stay out of the sun Stay in perfect shape and be number one We've got brilliant excuses for having no fun So blow out the candles, Happy Birthday Make love in the microwave Think of all the time you'll save And don't forget to make it look As though you're working very very hard But I'll be your lover if you will be mine We'll go back to the garden and have a good time And if I'm offered an apple, I'll politely decline And just blow out the candles Happy Birthday |
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(Carly Simon)
you say you're not worthy of me But how do you know when you can't see Your eyes where midnight catches fire I can't describe this dizzy desire Can you be so insecure That you don't know what this grin is for Do you think I always act this way Silly and silent, and eager to stay When you're holding me tonight Holding me tonight You think it's all a mistake That I'm lost in a dream from which I'll wake up There you'll be just another guy You could never be but I dare you to try When you're holding me Holding me tonight I walk into your room You blush when I see it in a mess So I undress and close my eyes A room with a view Is in the dark with you But that should come as no suprise it's not a matter of mind The choice of the heart is a different kind It's always been a mystery When you walk into the room It happens to me And when you're holding me Holding me tonight |
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(Carly Simon/Jacob Brackman)
When Tom came home his hair was combed He bought snakeskin boots in Rome That's not like him His socks are clean, his shirt is pressed It isn't just the way he's dressed He smiles out of context and acts so polite He's staying at his cousin's overnight The protein shakes, that's not like him The carrot cakes, that's not like him The oatbran flakes, that's not like him And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night Oh, that's not like him He whispers on the telephone He goes out smelling of cologne That's not like him It's just a superficial thing But he's misplaced his wedding ring He's become quite a connoisseur of wine He's quoting Yeats and Gertrude Stein The Soho pub, that's not like him The racquet club, that's not like him Those books on love, that's not like him And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night Oh, that's not like him I caught a glimpse of Tom today At a checkout counter, about to pay He had a girl on his arm I'm glad he's helping out the poor It's not like the Tom I knew before Something so touching it made me cry But my heart was racing, I don't know why Those new blue suede shoes, that's not like him The Ray Ban shades, that's not like him Those downtown ways, that's not like him And the sweet name he called me in his sleep last night Oh, that's not like him The red suspenders, that's not like him The berries in the blender, that's not like him Those twelve step groups, that's not like him And Guadeloupe, that's not like him Those books on Zen, that's not like him The Karate classes, that's not like him The fishing gear, that's not like him Not like him, That's not like him |
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(Carly Simon)
I'll take some of this, I'll have some of that And several more of these Now that I see it, I know what I like So I'll like it if you please I ain't nobody's princess, stuck in Sunday School So I'll help myself to love And have the whole career Don't wrap it up, I'll eat it here Just look at you now, the ultimate guy Class and wit and style Once I might have pretended, to be someone else Attracting you with guile But now I'm not about to dress up, in some other woman? shoes I've got nothing to lose So I'll help myself to love, Gather round and cheer Don't wrap it up, I'll eat it here I've stood there patiently waiting in line A take-out man's an O.K. plan If you've got lots of time Especially if he's biodegradable I ain't nobody's princess I ain't nobody's fool So I'll help myself to love There's nothing more to fear Don't wrap it up, I'll eat it here |
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In a pine forest cooler
Than the rest of the island Lives a young fisherman With eyes like the sea He built his own boat And made his own cabin But he's broken the hearts Of the likes of me Now you must understand He made me a promise There were secrets we shared We planted a tree We lived in his cabin I fished along side of him I fell under the spell Of his sorcery When he cast me adrift At the end of the summer It was not for another But his own privacy I fell apart like a rose But the scent of my longing Remains and it weeps Like an old willow tree At night when its still With the yellow moon rising When his candle is snuffed And he's deep in a dream I move like a cat And crawl into his window And lie down beside him In a golden moon beam The smell of his skin Is just like the summer When our love was as fresh As the grass in the fields And ever so softly I kiss his eyelids Before slipping away My secret concealed Though I'm in it alone I'm still in it in love And love can be lonely Like a sweet melody But just maybe he feels me Like a whisper inside him Like an angel beside him Deep in him company |
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(Carly Simon)
There are a few more freckles on your shoulders The hammock swings lower and touches the grass The apples are ripe and the corn is past Everyone says summer goes by so fast And we just got here I can hardly believe it but it's ended The beach is a haze and old love's a ghost Hugo is twisting his way up the coast If you blew out to sea I'd love you most And we just got here Nostalgia you fake, you bitter sweet ache The time that you take could make another heart whole Could the truth be I won't really see How much I love you 'Til it's over The two of us left here alone in the house You bleed the pipes while I bring in the plants Put our faces in place for September? dance If you?e willing, I? willing to take one more chance And we just got here |
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