Same as the Movie Quotes thread but with song lyrics … you know the drill …
I’m a boy, I’m a boy, but my mom won’t admit it.
Well I’m not dumb but I can’t understand / Why she walked like a woman and talked like a man
Isn’t she lovely / Made of love.
lovely to look at / delightful to hold
If you really like it you can have the rights,
It could make a million for you overnight.
If you must return it, you can send it here
But I need a break and I want to be a paperback writer.
If they ask me, I could write a book /About the way you walk and whisper and look.
I’m writing 'bout the
Book I read
I have to sing about the
Book I read
I’m embarassed to admit it hit the soft spot in my heart
When I found out you wrote the
Book I read
Everyday, everyday, everyday I write the book.
Tell me, tell me, tell me
Oh, who wrote the Book Of Love
I’ve got to know the answer
Was it someone from above?
Yeah, she wrote me a letter and said she couldn’t live without me no more.
I gave a letter to the postman,
he put it his sack.
Bright in early next morning,
he brought my letter back.
Please Mr. Postman, look and see / If there’s a letter in your bag for me
When I read the letter you wrote me, it made me mad mad mad.
When I read the words that it told me, it made me sad sad sad.
So take a letter Maria,
Address it to my wife…
Maria, I just met a girl named Maria, and suddenly that name will never be the same to me.
I don’t remember faces, I can’t remember names.
But what the hell? You know, it’s just as well.
Cause after a while and a thousand miles,
They all become the same.
One pair of arms is like another
I don’t know why or who’s to blame,
I’ll go with you or with your brother
It’s all the same, it’s all the same.
Take it on the run, baby.
If that’s the way you want it, baby,
Then I don’t want you around.
Go away, little girl.
I’m not supposed to be alone with you
One is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do.
Two can be as bad as one, it’s the loneliest number since the number one,
and one is the loneliest, one is the loneliest, one is the loneliest number that you’ll ever do.