this bad My baby left me and now I'm alone Wait for a letter and I sit by the phone Oh, the troubles I've had Bet no one ever hurt this bad Since you
High on a cliff in Mexico Staring down at the rocks and the sea below I can hear the church bells ring I can hear the choir I remember the night she
When you fall in love with someone Who doesn't love you Someone who treats you so badly It ramifies your head Someone who doesn't want you But won't
Since I was a child I've tried to be what I am not I've lied and I've enjoyed it all my life I lied to my dear mother To my sisters and my brother And
Going home Going home Oh the dark night is over now I'm going home To the land I love To the land I love And the one girl who waits for me I'm going
The Great Nations of Europe Had gathered on the shore They'd conquered what was behind them And now they wanted more So they looked to the mighty ocean
Every time it rains I sit at home and wonder why Ever since you said goodbye I felt so all alone Every time it rains And summer showers soak the ground
I have nothing left to say But I'm gonna say it anyway Thirty years upon a stage And I hear the people say Why won't he go away? I pass the houses of
Still in my heart After all these years Separated by time And now by distance I couldn't allow myself to feel The loss that I feel right now As I put
I want everyone to like me I want everyone to like me real bad I want everyone to approve of me 'Cause when they disapprove of me it makes me feel so
Let's go back to yesterday When a phone call cost a dime In New Orleans, just a nickel Turn back the hands of time Turn back the hands of time Picture
Pretty little baby How come you never come around? Pretty little baby How come you never come around? I sent you all them pretty flowers Now you're nowhere
You've got to learn to get to know the one you love To anticipate her every move You got to know exactly what she's thinking of She may be hungry She
When Karl Marx was a boy He took a hard look around He saw people were starving all over the place While others were painting the town (buh, buh, buh
's come to this you got mouth, got lips got talk you got feet but have you got the walk it won't last, going nowhere fast bad bad, i know that it's bad
s come to this you got mouth, got lips got talk you got feet but have you got the walk it won't last, going nowhere fast bad bad, i know that it's bad
