Song Lyrics, either partial or whole that you like.

[SD Jarhead]

Bob Seger!! looks like everybody has forgotten him but he made some great ones... "The Ring" for example.

 

Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music.

 

Ditto to Da Big Man; music takes me back to times long gone. I had a GOOD TIME growing up in W. Seneca and Hamburg back in the day.

 

There's so many great songs out there that this thread could crash the board if we posted them all.

 

What I find funny as I age is much of the music I wouldn't get caught dead listening to as a kid now sounds good to me. I was that kid who proudly wore the "Disco Sucks" shirt at every opportunity, but some of that old stuff actually sounds good today.

[ExiledInIllinois]

Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music.

 

Uh... He hails from the Detriot area...

 

 

But, true... You are right.

 

Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle:

 

Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore.

[SD Jarhead]

Uh... He hails from the Detriot area...

 

But, true... You are right.

 

Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle:

 

Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore.

 

You don't say...Wow you're in rare form today. Reading is fundamental. Hence the use of the word could've as in 'could have'.

 

BTW, do you have some type of fetish about using the dillywanger? You sure seem to enjoy it.

[DaGimp]

I'm Rick James, B word!

[ExiledInIllinois]

You don't say...Wow you're in rare form today. Reading is fundamental. Hence the use of the word could've as in 'could have'.

 

BTW, do you have some type of fetish about using the dillywanger? You sure seem to enjoy it.

 

No. Just used to convey a "lightened" mood... So as not to be misconstrued and get a response like you felt the need to do. Obviously it didn't work on you. Even with our disagreements, we don't have to be dicks. Sorry the memo wasn't in crayon.

 

At least I tried.

[SD Jarhead]

Ok, my mistake. Here's a lighthearted response for you:

 

No schit Sherlock! :wallbash:

[ExiledInIllinois]

Ok, my mistake. Here's a lighthearted response for you:

 

No schit Sherlock! :wallbash:

 

That's is the repsonse I was fishing for.

 

I just figured BFLO=DET without as much "midwest"... That is why his lyrics fit.

 

Stay cool... You still like root for the Bills!

 

Oh... And I have learned to listen to Kiss in a whole different light knowing you...

 

[The Senator]

OK - back to song lyrics...

 

More from one of my all time favourites, Frank Zappa...

 

(This is a song about vegetables . . .)

 

Call any vegetable

Call it by name

Call one today

When you get off the train

Call any vegetable

And the chances are good

Ooooh! The vegetable

Will respond to you

 

Call any vegetable

Pick up your phone

Think of a vegetable

Lonely at home

Call any vegetable

And the chances are good

That a vegetable will respond to you-hoooo

 

RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA

RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA

RUTA-BAYYYYY . . .

 

(A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.)

 

No one will know

If you don't want to let 'em know

No one will know

'Less it's you that might tell 'em so

Call and they'll come to you

Covered with dew

Vegetables dream

Of responding to you

Standing there

Shiny & proud by your side

Holding your hand

While the neighbors decide

Why is a vegetable

Something to hide?

YAR-R-R-R-R-G-H!

[SD Jarhead]

Dude, I am a HUGE Zappa fan, but those lyrics really mean that much to you?

[BLZFAN4LIFE]

Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music.

 

Ditto to Da Big Man; music takes me back to times long gone. I had a GOOD TIME growing up in W. Seneca and Hamburg back in the day.

 

There's so many great songs out there that this thread could crash the board if we posted them all.

 

What I find funny as I age is much of the music I wouldn't get caught dead listening to as a kid now sounds good to me. I was that kid who proudly wore the "Disco Sucks" shirt at every opportunity, but some of that old stuff actually sounds good today.

I can relate to that. I'll turn 38 this month. When I was younger, it was all Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, Metallica, The Who, Ramones, and such. As I've gotten older, I appreciate artists such as Simon & Garfunkel, James Taylor, Elton John, Neil Young, Jackson Browne, and Jim Croce. I'll end the list there to avoid possible revocation of my man card. Here are a couple more well written songs...

 

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There's a port, on a western bay

And it serves a hundred ships a day

Lonely sailors, pass the time away

And talk about their homes

 

And there's a girl in this harbor town

And she works layin' whiskey down

They say "Brandy, fetch another round"

She serves them whiskey and wine

 

The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)

"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)

"Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea"

 

Brandy wears a braided chain

Made of finest silver from the North of Spain

A locket that bears the name

Of the man that Brandy loves

 

He came on a summer's day

Bringin' gifts from far away

But he made it clear he couldn't stay

No harbor was his home

 

The sailor said " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)

"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)

"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

 

Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes

When he told his sailor stories

She could feel the ocean foam rise

She saw its ragin' glory

But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man

And Brandy does her best to understand

 

At night when the bars close down

Brandy walks through a silent town

And loves a man who's not around

She still can hear him say

 

She hears him say " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)

"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)

"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

 

She hears him say " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl)

"What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl)

"But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea"

 

Brandy by Looking Glass

 

 

 

Am I a long way from your heart,

I wonder,

Is this where love ends, heartache starts,

I wonder,

 

I wonder if you ever think about me,

And how good our old loving used to be,

Sometimes,

Sometimes I wonder

 

When you left with one last curious look,

I wonder,

I tried to call you, you changed the number on me,

I really wonder

 

You tell me things to get me where you want me to be,

How come I feel your getting the best of me,

sometimes,

I wonder

 

I hear a car coming round the corner,

I hear footsteps on my front porch,

I see a shadow from the light above,

I hear a voice,

Oh it's not yours

 

Why does this happen,

What's going on,

I wonder,

Could this be a dream, or has Bob gone crazy,

I wonder,

 

How come I feel your taking advantage of me,

Why can't I get you out of me,

Sometimes,

Sometimes I wonder

 

(guitar solo)

 

They say that time will heal my broken heart,

I wonder,

Could it be that I'm blind,

All alone in the dark,

I wonder

 

I can't help feeling this way,

If I could leave, I'd surely leave today,

Sometimes I wonder

 

It seems to me you still wanna be around

But when I see you, all hell starts breaking down,

Sometimes I wonder,

 

mm hmm

 

I really wonder.

 

 

The Robert Cray Band -- I Wonder

[olivier in france]

Uh... He hails from the Detriot area...

 

 

But, true... You are right.

 

Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle:

 

Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore.

 

 

How right you are adding"Cougar"!!! And as i'm a country boy i can even relate more with Mellencamp. You can even maybe make it a square with Neil Young in Canada

 

Sadly All those great ones are getting old and i don't see many young guys writing songs rooted in the reality of middle class and blue collar america ...

[olivier in france]

U2 lyrics are sometimes relly good too...

My favorite has always be:

 

U2 - All I Want Is You

 

You say you want

Diamonds on a ring of gold

You say you want

Your story to remain untold

 

But all the promises we make

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

 

You say you'll give me

A highway with no one on it

Treasure just to look upon it

All the riches in the night

 

You say you'll give me

Eyes in a moon of blindness

A river in a time of dryness

A harbour in the tempest

But all the promises we make

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

 

You say you want

Your love to work out right

To last with me through the night

 

You say you want

Diamonds on a ring of gold

Your story to remain untold

Your love not to grow cold

 

All the promises we break

From the cradle to the grave

When all I want is you

[ExiledInIllinois]

I always knew that you would take yourself far from home

as soon as, as far as you could go.

By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue green,

for the past eight weeks I can tell where you've been.

For I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me

there was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins.

There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me

you won't meet it with your gun.

 

So now you are one of the brave few, it's awful sad we need boys like you.

I hope the day never comes for

"Here's your live round son. Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun."

Well I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me

there was soldiers blue blood streaming inside your veins.

There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me

you won't meet it with your gun taking aim.

For I don't mean to argue, they've made a decent boy of you

and I don't mean to spoil your home coming,

but baby brother you should expect me to.

 

"Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun."

 

So now does your heart pitter pat with a patriotic song

when you see the stripes of Old Glory waving?

Well I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me

there was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins.

There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me

you won't meet it with your gun taking aim.

I don't mean to argue, they've made a decent boy of you

and I don't mean to spoil your homecoming my baby brother Jude

and I don't mean to hurt you by saying this again,

they're so good at making soldiers but they're not so good at making men.

 

~Gun Shy, 10,000 Maniacs

[rockpile]

On our 25th anniversary, I got the wife a family tree, with photo frames to hang from the branches.

 

At the top was a small heart. On one side it was engraved simply "25"

 

On the other side it was engraved "If the sun refused to shine..."

 

If I have to 'splain it, you are young or I am old.

 

Heh

[TheMadCap]

On our 25th anniversary, I got the wife a family tree, with photo frames to hang from the branches.

 

At the top was a small heart. On one side it was engraved simply "25"

 

On the other side it was engraved "If the sun refused to shine..."

 

If I have to 'splain it, you are young or I am old.

 

Heh

 

 

Nice Tom!

 

 

Here's a favorite of mine:

 

You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need

You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street

You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed

And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight

You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking.

And after a while, you can work on points for style

Like the club tie, and the firm handshake

A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile

You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to

So that when they turn their backs on you

You'll get the chance to put the knife in.

 

You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder

You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older

And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south

Hide your head in the sand

Just another sad old man

All alone and dying of cancer.

 

And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown

And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone

And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around

So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone

Dragged down by the stone.

 

I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused

Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used

Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise

If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze?

Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending

That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend

And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner

And everythings done under the sun

And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer.

 

Who was born in a house full of pain

Who was trained not to spit in the fan

Who was told what to do by the man

Who was broken by trained personnel

Who was fitted with collar and chain

Who was given a pat on the back

Who was breaking away from the pack

Who was only a stranger at home

Who was ground down in the end

Who was found dead on the phone

Who was dragged down by the stone.

 

Dogs by Pink Floyd

[SD Jarhead]

U2 lyrics are sometimes relly good too...

My favorite has always be:

 

U2 is a band that has some incredible lyrics. The Unforgettable Fire and The Joshua Tree contain songs with awesome lyrics. I'm also a big Natalie Merchant fan...

[ExiledInIllinois]

I'm also a big Natalie Merchant fan...

 

She does have a way with words.

 

[erynthered]

Frank Sinatra:

 

New York New York.

I did it my way.

 

[webtoe]

LED ZEPPELIN

Over the Hills and Far Away

 

Many have I loved - Many times been bitten

Many times I've gazed along the open road.

 

Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened

Many times I've wondered how much there is to know.

 

Many dreams come true and some have silver linings

I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold.

 

Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing

Many many men can't see the open road.

 

Many is a word that only leaves you guessing

Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!

[Chilly]

Over the Hills and Far Away

By Nightwish

 

 

 

They came for him one winter's night.

Arrested, he was bound.

They said there'd been a robbery,

his pistol had been found.

 

They marched to the station house,

he waited for the dawn.

And as they led him to the dock,

he knew that he'd been wrong.

"You stand accused of robbery,"

he heard the bailiff say.

He knew without an alibi,

tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom.

 

Over the hills and far away,

for ten long years he'll count the days.

Over the mountains and the seas,

a prisoner's life for him there'll be.

 

He knew that it would cost him dear,

but yet he dare not say.

Where he had been that fateful night,

a secret it must stay.

He had to fight back tears of rage.

His heart beats like a drum.

For with the wife of his best friend,

he spent his final night of freedom.

 

Over the hills and far away,

he swears he will return one day.

Far from the mountains and the seas,

back in her arms he swears he'll be.

Over the hills and far away.

 

Over the hills and,

over the hills and,

over the hills and far away.

 

Each night within his prison cell,

he looks out through the bars.

He reads the letters that she wrote.

One day he'll know the taste of freedom.

 

Over the hills and far away,

she prays he will return one day.

As sure as the rivers reach the seas,

back in his arms she swears she'll be.

 

Over the hills and far away,

he swears he will return one day.

Far from the mountains and the seas,

back in her arms he swears he'll be.

 

Over the hills and far away,

she prays he will return one day.

As sure as the rivers reach the seas,

back in his arms is where she'll be.

 

Over the hills,

over the hills and far away.

 

Over the hills,

over the hills and far away.

[BillsFanNC]

Five Days In May by Blue Rodeo

 

Sometimes the world begins

To set you up on your feet again

And ohh it wipes the tears from your eyes

How will you ever know

The way that circumstances go

Ohh its going to hit you by surprise

But I know my past

You were there

In everything I've done

You are the one

[Pete]

"My momma says she loves me, but she might be jiving me too" - BB King

 

Thats why they call it the blues

[BLZFAN4LIFE]

Well the first days are the hardest days,

Don't you worry any more, 'Cause when life looks like easy

Street, there is danger at your door.

 

Grateful Dead -- Uncle John's Band.

 

I'm going to rent myself a house

In the shade of the freeway

I'm going to pack my lunch in the morning

And go to work each day

And when the evening rolls around

I'll go on home and lay my body down

And when the morning light comes streaming in

I'll get up and do it again

Amen

Say it again

Amen

 

I want to know what became of the changes

We waited for love to bring

Were they only the fitful dreams

Of some greater awakening

I've been aware of the time going by

They say in the end it's the wink of an eye

And when the morning light comes streaming in

You'll get up and do it again

Amen

 

Caught between the longing for love

And the struggle for the legal tender

Where the sirens sing and the church bells ring

And the junk man pounds his fender

Where the veterans dream of the fight

Fast asleep at the traffic light

And the children solemnly wait

For the ice cream vendor

Out into the cool of the evening

Strolls the pretender

He knows that all his hopes and dreams

Begin and end there

 

Ah the laughter of the lovers

As they run through the night

Leaving nothing for the others

But to choose off and fight

And tear at the world with all their might

While the ships bearing their dreams

Sail out of sight

 

I'm going to find myself a girl

Who can show me what laughter means

And we'll fill in the missing colors

In each other's paint-by-number dreams

And then we'll put out dark glasses on

And we'll make love until our strength is gone

And when the morning light comes streaming in

We'll get up and do it again

Get it up again

 

I'm going to be a happy idiot

And struggle for the legal tender

Where the ads take aim and lay their claim

To the heart and the soul of the spender

And believe in whatever may lie

In those things that money can buy

Thought true love could have been a contender

Are you there?

Say a prayer for the pretender

Who started out so young and strong

Only to surrender

 

Jackson Browne -- The Pretender.

 

 

You can spend all your time making money

You can spend all your love making time

 

The Eagles -- Take It To The Limit

 

 

I met my old lover

On the street last night

She seemed so glad to see me

I just smiled

And we talked about some old times

And we drank ourselves some beers

Still crazy afler all these years

Oh, still crazy after all these years

 

Im not the kind of man

Who tends to socialize

I seem to lean on

Old familiar ways

And I aint no fool for love songs

That whisper in my ears

Still crazy afler all these years

Oh, still crazy after all these years

 

Four in the morning

Crapped out, yawning

Longing my life a--way

Ill never worry

Why should i?

Its all gonna fade

 

Now I sit by my window

And I watch the cars

I fear Ill do some damage

One fine day

But I would not be convicted

By a jury of my peers

Still crazy after all these years

Oh, still crazy

Still crazy

Still crazy after all these years

 

Paul Simon -- Still Crazy After All These Years.

 

 

I may be crazy, but it keeps me from going insane.

Waylon Jennings.

 

I'll drink to that!

[Pete]

Sometimes in our lives we all have pain

We all have sorrow

But if we are wise

We know that there's always tomorrow

 

Lean on me, when you're not strong

And I'll be your friend

I'll help you carry on

For it won't be long

'Til I'm gonna need

Somebody to lean on

 

Please swallow your pride

If I have things you need to borrow

For no one can fill those of your needs

That you don't let show

 

Lean on me, when you're not strong

And I'll be your friend

I'll help you carry on

For it won't be long

'Til I'm gonna need

Somebody to lean on

 

If there is a load you have to bear

That you can't carry

I'm right up the road

I'll share your load

If you just call me

 

So just call on me brother, when you need a hand

We all need somebody to lean on

I just might have a problem that you'd understand

We all need somebody to lean on

[Da Big Man]

More Stevie Ray Vaughn

Change It.

 

You cant change it....cant re-arrange it

If time is all that we got....then baby lets take it

 

Lovin is a lovin....the moment is a-right

Its worth all the years in the past....lets go one more night

 

Get away from the blind side of life

Honey I want you to be by my side

Me and my back door moves aint no more....no more

 

Get away from the blind side of life

Honey I want you to be by my side

Me and my back door moves aint no more....no more

 

Get away from the blind side of life

Honey I want you to be by my side

Me and my back door moves aint no more....no more

 

Goodnight my darlin....another day has passed

Forget all those painful memories....our loves gonna last

 

Come to me baby....come to me one more time

Its time we got movin....time to move on

Lets slide out the door....lets slide out the door

Ride our way home....lets glide our way home

 

Lets go....lets go....lets go....lets go

Lets go....lets go....Ive come back for more

[eSJayDee]

Last Mango in Paris - Jimmy Buffett

 

I went down to Captain Tony's to get out of the heat

When I heard a voice call out to me, 'Son, come have a seat'

I had to search my memory as I looked into those eyes

Our lives change like the weather but a legend never dies

 

He said, 'I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

Took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done'

 

I had a third world girl in Buzios

With a pistol on each hand

She always kept me covered

As we moved from land to land

I had a damn good run on wall street

With my high fashion model wife

Til I woke up dry beneath the African sky

Just me and my Swiss Army knife

 

I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

Took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

 

We shot the breeze for hours

As the sun fell from the skies

And like the sun he disappeared before my very eyes

It was somewhere past dark-thirty

When I went back to the head

I read upon the dingy wall

The words the old man said

 

He said, 'I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

Took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy, there's still so much to be done'

 

I ate the last mango in Paris

Took the last plane out of Saigon

Took the first fast boat to China

And Jimmy there's still so much to be done

[Pete]

You jump in front of my car when you,

You know all the time that

Ninty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive

You tell me its alright, you dont mind a little pain

You say you just want me to take you for a ride

 

Youre just like crosstown traffic

So hard to get through to you

Crosstown traffic

I dont need to run over you

Crosstown traffic

All you do is slow me down

And Im tryin to get on the other side of town

 

Im not the only soul whos accused of hit and run

Tire tracks all across your back

I can see you had your fun

But darlin cant you see my signals turn from green to red

And with you I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead

 

Youre just like crosstown traffic

So hard to get through to you

Crosstown traffic

I dont need to run over you

Crosstown traffic

All you do is slow me down

And I got better things on the other side of town

[ExiledInIllinois]

We're in trouble... No place to run now, not even Chicago... If the water keeps rising we will have to send it (and all the pollution) back into the lake! Right now we have a "reverse flow" of around +3 feet and the rain is still falling heavily!

 

Sorry Robert... LZ...

 

When The Levee Breaks:

 

If it keeps on rainin' levee's goin' to break

If it keeps on rainin' levee's goin' to break

When The Levee Breaks I'll have no place to stay.

Mean old levee taught me to weep and moan

Lord mean old levee taught me to weep and moan

Got what it takes to make a mountain man leave his home

Oh well oh well oh well.

Don't it make you feel bad

When you're tryin' to find your way home

You don't know which way to go?

If you're goin' down South

They go no work to do,

If you don't know about Chicago.

Cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,

Now, cryin' won't help you, prayin' won't do you no good,

When the levee breaks, mama, you got to move.

All last night sat on the levee and moaned,

All last night sat on the levee and moaned,

Thinkin' 'bout me baby and my happy home.

Going, go'n' to Chicago,

Go'n' to Chicago,

Sorry but I can't take you.

Going down, going down now, going down.

[bbb]

The best lyrical song of all time:

 

PETE TOWNSHEND - Slit Skirts

 

I was just thirty-four years old and I was still wandering in a haze

I was wondering why everyone I met seemed like they were

Lost in a maze

 

I don't know why I thought I should have some kind of

Divine right to the blues

It's sympathy not tears people need when they're the

Front page sad news.

 

The incense burned away and the stench began to rise

And lovers now estranged avoided catching each others' eyes

 

And girls who lost their children cursed the men who fit the coil

And men not fit for marriage took their refuge in the oil

No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned

From all this you'd imagine that there must be something learned

 

Slit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts

I don't ever wear no ripped shirts

Can't pretend that growing older never hurts.

 

Knee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants

Have to be so drunk to try a new dance

So afraid of every new romance

 

Slit skirts, slit skirt

Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt

She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt

Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

 

Slit skirts, slit skirt

Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt

She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt

Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

 

Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?

Why can't we drink it up true heart romance

Just need a brief new romance

 

Let me tell you some more about myself, you know I'm sitting at home just now.

The big events of the day are passed and the late TV shows have come around.

I'm number one in the home team, but I still feel unfulfilled.

A silent voice in her broken heart complaining that I'm unskilled.

 

And I know that when she thinks of me, she thinks of me as him,

But, unlike me, she don't work off her frustration in the gym.

 

Recriminations fester and the past can never change

A woman's expectations run from both ends of the range

 

Once she woke with untamed lovers' face between her legs

Now he's cooled and stifled and it's she who has to beg

 

Slit skirts, Jeanie never wears those slit skirts

And I don't ever wear no ripped shirts

Can't pretend that growing older never hurts

 

Knee pants, Jeanie never wears no knee pants

We have to be so drunk to try a new dance

So afraid of every new romance

 

Slit skirts, slit skirt

Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt

She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt

Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

 

Slit skirts, slit skirt

Jeanie isn't wearing those slit skirts, slit skirt

She wouldn't dare in those slit skirts, slit skirt

Wouldn't be seen dead in no slit skirt

 

Romance, romance, why aren't we thinking up romance?

Why can't we drink it up true heart romance

Just need a brief new romance

[Pete]

You jump in front of my car when you,

You know all the time that

Ninty miles an hour, girl, is the speed I drive

You tell me its alright, you dont mind a little pain

You say you just want me to take you for a ride

 

Youre just like crosstown traffic

So hard to get through to you

Crosstown traffic

I dont need to run over you

Crosstown traffic

All you do is slow me down

And Im tryin to get on the other side of town

 

Im not the only soul whos accused of hit and run

Tire tracks all across your back

I can see you had your fun

But darlin cant you see my signals turn from green to red

And with you I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead

 

Youre just like crosstown traffic

So hard to get through to you

Crosstown traffic

I dont need to run over you

Crosstown traffic

All you do is slow me down

And I got better things on the other side of town