I know you better than yourself You think and act but you can't move into I've heard suspicions in the middle of the night Other Some people say I'm
Girls like that Girls like that don't go for guys like us I wanna see the facts And she says simply, "No, ah, ah" The Julio Iglesias, he just ain't scientific
It doesn't matter No one's bothered If you do it With one another You only call when I'm alone Dog bone, dog bone, dog bone Act like a dog without a
A distant stare, I see myself there Deep in the black But can he see me of this, I'm not sure It's just a feeling And you know how those things Have
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Turn it up, turn it down Switch it on, switch it off Called a friend, threw the phone Cut me down, I'm lost I retire you resign I win you lose Break
She's had a psychotic dream For the last ten days She feels as if she's sinking In and out, in and out, in and out of [Incomprehensible] She combs up
If I'm careful I won't hate you When I'm gracious You won't dare to Play your little game Play your little game Play your little game With my mind When
I will reach out to switch you on I will reach out till you come I will reach out to turn you on I will reach out until you come We're the masters of
All my friends are English I heard you say that and you stand beyond reproach With everything considered You don't think you've done badly for yourself
Came in through the backyard (Sweet) Come into my parlor I am the scarlet in your dreary life I've come to save you and show you who I am Just to see
You better believe it, hey, yeah You better believe it, hey, yeah You better believe it, hey, yeah You better believe it, hey, yeah In a conversation
She burns friends like a, she burns friends like a She burns friends like a piece of wood She burns friends like a, she burns friends like a She burns
When you hear the way the others talk Makes you wonder what they bothered for When you see the way opinion swings It makes you strive, strive, strive
You think of no one but yourself You see the rest of us as fools You think of no one but yourself And you see the rest of us as fools He said, "Don't
It was the beginning The final curtain descends The doorway to dating Has revealed its potence The colour hurts, in this last breath of sins Why do you
I've forgotten how to write And I'm giving up on speech I can't remember how I look Or the day of the week Your love is a distant memory Along with most
I had a heart But I buried it someplace I had a brain But my body won the race I dream in pictures Pictures of you A figure of eight Just won't do Oh