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Elton John
Hey kids, shake it loose together The spotlight's hitting something That's been known to change the weather We'll kill the fatted calf tonight So stick around You're gonna hear electric music Solid walls of sound Say, Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Uh but they're so spaced out, B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Hey kids, plug into the faithless Maybe they're blinded But Bennie makes them ageless We shall survive, let us take ourselves along Where we fight our parents out in the streets To find who's right and who's wrong Oh Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh but they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine, oh B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Oh Candy and Ronnie, have you seen them yet Oh but they're so spaced out, Bennie and the Jets Oh but they're weird and they're wonderful Oh Bennie she's really keen She's got electric boots a mohair suit You know I read it in a magazine, oh B-B-B-Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Jets, Jets Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie, Bennie Bennie, Bennie and the Jets Songwriters: Olubowale Victor Akintimehin/Miguel Jontel Pimentel/Elton John/Bernie Taupin Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group
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Bee Gees
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around Since I was born And now it's alright, it's okay And you may look the other way We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive Well now, I get low and I get high And if I can't get either, I really try Got the wings of heaven on my shoes I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose You know it's alright, it's okay I'll live to see another day We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man, no time to talk Music loud and women warm I've been kicked around since I was born And now it's all right, it's okay And you may look the other way We can try to understand The New York Times' effect on man Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin' And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me Somebody help me, yeah Life goin' nowhere, somebody help me, yeah I'm stayin' alive Songwriters: Maurice Ernest Gibb/Robin Hugh Gibb/Barry Alan Gibb Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group ![]()
Al Stewart
The fishing boats go out across the evening water, Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border. The wind whips up the waves so loud, The ghost moon sails among the clouds, And turns the rifles into silver, On the border. On my wall, the colors of the maps are running. From Africa, the winds, they talk of changes coming. The torches flare up in the night, The hand that sets the farms alight, Has spread the word to those who're waiting On the border. In the village where I grew up Nothing seems the same. Still you never see the change From day to day. No one notices the customs slip away. Late last night the rain was knocking on my window, I moved across the darkened room, and in the lamp-glow, I thought I saw down in the street, The spirit of the century Telling us that we're all standing On the border. In the islands where I grew up, Nothing seems the same. It's just the patterns that remain, An empty shell. But there's a strangeness in the air you feel too well. The fishing boats go out across the evening water, Smuggling guns and arms across the Spanish border. The wind whips up the waves so loud, The ghost moon sails among the clouds, And turns the rifles into silver, On the border, On the border, On the border, On the border. Songwriters: Alistair Ian Stewart Lyrics © Alfred ![]()
Ambrosia
Say now you talk about the things I do But baby I, I'll try n explain the reasons why Cause I've been thinking about The things we said late last night When every word I said just didn't come out right And you were so afraid that I'd found someone new But darlin well, there's no need For what we're going through because You and I've been in love too long To worry about tomorrow Here's a place where we both belong I know you're the only woman that I'm dreaming of You're the only woman that I really love Baby see what a foolish heart has done for me Darling why would you break my heart and make me cry Well now you can't go back and change the way things are And all this foolish talk won't take us very far And so I hope you're listening cause I'm telling you About the way I feel and what I'm going through because You and I've been in love too long To worry about tomorrow Here's a place where we both belong I know you're the only woman that I'm dreaming of I say you're the only woman that I really love Don't speak, shhh When the pain of love surrounds you And the world may be unkind I'll put my loving arms around you And take you far from this place and time because You and I've been in love too long To worry about tomorrow Here's a place where we both belong I know you're the only woman I've been dreaming of Baby you're the only woman that I really love You're the only woman I know you're the only woman Well now you're the only woman Songwriters: David Robert Pack Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC ![]()
Jefferson Starship
Precious love I'll give it to you Blue as the sky and deep in the Eyes of a love so true Beautiful face You make me feel Lite on the stairs and lost in the Air of a love so real And you can count on me girl You can count on my love Woman You can count on me baby You can count on my love to see You through Emerald eyes and China perfume Caught in the wheel and lost in The feel of a love so soon Ruby lips You make my song Into the night and saved by the lite Of a love so strong See you through Oh You can count on me girl You can count on my love Songwriters: Jessie Neal Barish Lyrics © The Bicycle Music Company ![]()
The Moody Blues
Take another sip my love and see what you will see, A fleet of golden galleons, on a crystal sea. Are you sitting comfortably? Let Merlin cast his spell. Ride along the winds of time and see where we have been, The glorious age of Camelot, when Guinevere was Queen. It all unfolds before your eyes As Merlin casts his spell. The seven wonders of the world he'll lay before your feet, In far-off lands, on distant shores, so many friends to meet. Are you sitting comfortably? Let Merlin cast his spell. Songwriters: Raymond Thomas Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, T.R.O. Inc. ![]()
The Bangles
Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand? Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming Is this burning an eternal flame? I believe it's meant to be, darling I watch you when you are sleeping You belong with me Do you feel the same? Am I only dreaming Or is this burning an eternal flame? Say my name Sun shines through the rain A whole life so lonely And then come and ease the pain I don't want to lose this feeling, oh Say my name Sun shines through the rain A whole life so lonely And then come and ease the pain I don't want to lose this feeling, oh Close your eyes, give me your hand Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand? Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming Or is this burning an eternal flame? Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand? Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming Is this burning an eternal flame? Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand? Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming, ah An eternal flame Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling Do you feel my heart beating Do you understand? Do you feel the same Am I only dreaming, ah Is this burning an eternal flame? Close your eyes, give me your hand, darling Songwriters: Susanna Lee Hoffs/Thomas F. Kelly/William E. Steinberg Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group ![]()
Otis Redding
Sittin' in the mornin' sun I'll be sittin' when the evenin' comes Watchin' the ships roll in Then I watch 'em roll away again I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide, roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay Wastin' time I left my home in Georgia And I headed for the Frisco Bay 'Cause I've got nothin' to live for Looks like nothin's gonna come my way, so I'm just come sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay, wastin' time Looks like nothin's gonna change Everything seems to stay the same I can't do what ten people tell me to do So I guess I'll remain the same I'm sittin' here restin' my bones And this loneliness won't leave me alone This two thousand miles I roamed Just to make this dock my home Now I'm just sittin' on the dock of the bay Watchin' the tide roll away Sittin' on the dock of the bay I'm wastin' time Songwriters: Steve Cropper/Otis Redding Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Universal Music Publishing Group ![]()
Duran Duran
Moving on the floor now babe you're a bird of paradise Cherry ice cream smile I suppose it's very nice With a step to your left and a flick to the right You catch that mirror way out west You know you're something special and you look like you're the best Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand Just like that river twisting through a dusty land And when she shines she really shows you all she can Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio Grande I've seen you on the beach and I've seen you on TV Two, of a billion stars it means so much to me Like a birthday or a pretty view But then I'm sure that you know it's just for you Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand Just like that river twisting through a dusty land And when she shines she really shows you all she can Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio Grande Hey now (wow) look at that did he nearly run you down At the end of the drive the lawmen arrive you make me feel Alive, alive, alive I'll take my chance 'cause luck is on my side I tell you something I know what you're thinking I tell you something I know what you're thinking Her name is Rio and she dances on the sand Just like that river twists across a dusty land And when she shines she really shows you all she can Oh Rio, Rio dance across the Rio Grande Her name is Rio, she don't need to understand And I might find her if I'm looking like I can Oh Rio Rio hear them shout across the land From mountains in the north down to the Rio Grande Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo Songwriters: Andy Taylor/John Taylor/Nick Rhodes/Roger Taylor/Simon Le Bon Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC ![]()
Crosby, Stills & Nash
It's getting to the point Where I'm no fun anymore I am sorry Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud I am lonely I am yours, you are mine You are what you are You make it hard Remember what we've said And done and felt about each other Oh babe, have mercy Don't let the past Remind us of what we are not now I am not dreaming I am yours, you are mine You are what you are You make it hard Tearing yourself away from me now You are free and I am crying This does not mean I don't love you I do, that's forever Yes and for always I am yours, you are mine You are what you are You make it hard Something inside Is telling me that I've got your secret Are you still listening? Fear is the lock And laughter the key to your heart And I love you I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are You make it hard And you make it hard And you make it hard And you make it hard Friday evening Sunday in the afternoon What have you got to lose? Tuesday morning Please be gone, I'm tired of you What have you got to lose? Can I tell it like it is? (Help me, I'm suffering) And listen to me baby It's my heart that's a-suffering (Help me, I'm dying) It's a-dying, that's what I have to lose I've got an answer I'm going to fly away What have I got to lose? Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays? What have you got to lose? Chestnut brown canary Ruby throated sparrow Sing the song, don't be long Thrill me to the marrow Voices of the angels Ring around the moonlight Asking me, said she so free How can you catch the sparrow? Lacy, lilting, leery Losing love, lamenting Change my life, make it right Be my lady Do do do do do, do do do do-do-do Do do do do do, do do do-do Do do do do do, do do do do-do-do Do do do do do, do do do-do Que linda me la traiga Cuba La reina de la mar caribe Cielo sol no tiene sangre alma Y que triste que no puedo bailar Oh va, oh va Songwriters: Stephen Stills Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing O/B/o Gold Hill Music |
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