I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills With a trunkload of hundred thousand dollar bills Man came by to hook up my cable TV We settled
Said you?d give me just a little kiss And you?d rock me for a little while Well you?d slip me just a piece of it Listen up little child I want it
First time I crossed my heart I was beggin? baby please At your bedside down on my knees When I crossed my heart When I crossed my heart I crossed
I was your big man I was your prince charming King on a white horse hey now look how far I?ve fallen I tried to trick you yeah but baby you got wise
pity I ain?t comin? ?round searchin? for a crutch I just want someone to talk to And a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch
the long summer?s light I love to watch the stars fill the sky On a summer night The music plays you take his hand I watch how you touch him as you
Well you can go out with him Play with all of his toys But takin? care of you darlin? Ain?t for one of the boys Oh there?s somethin? in your soul
Pony boy pony boy Won?t you be my pony boy Giddy-up giddy-up giddy-up whoa My pony boy Ride with me ride with me Won?t you take a ride with me
Mister trouble come walkin? this way Year gone past feels like one long day But I?m alive and I?m feelin? all right Well I run that hard road outta
Took my baby to a picture show Found a seat in the back row Sound came up lights went down Rambo he was blowin? ?em down I don?t need no gun in my
Well I?ve been a losin? gambler Just throwin? snake eyes Love ain?t got me downhearted I know up around the corner lies My fool?s paradise In just
Rode through forty nights of the gospels? rain Black sky pourin? snakes frogs And love in vain You were down where the river grows wider Baby let
long goodbye Yeah yeah just one long goodbye Well I went to leave twenty years ago Since then I guess I been packin? kinda slow Sure did like that admirin? touch
Ol? catfish in the lake we called him Big Jim When I was a kid my only wish was to get my line in him Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw
prayers or pity I ain?t comin? ?round searchin? for a crutch I just want someone to talk to And a little of that human touch Just a little of that human touch
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills With a trunkload of hundred thousand dollar bills Man came by to hook up my cable TV We settled in