[GAME] Speak To Me Only in Song Lyrics

The Game Room
1181

I love little girls they make me feel so good
I love little girls they make me feel so bad
When they’re around they make me feel
Like I’m the only guy in town
I love little girls they make me feel so good

They don’t care if I’m a one way mirror
They’re not frightened by my cold exterior

They don’t ask me questions
They don’t want to scold me
They don’t look for answers
They just want to hold me
Isn’t this fun
Isn’t this what life’s all about
Isn’t this a dream come true
Isn’t this a nightmare too.

1182

Pretty women
Fascinating…
Sipping coffee,
Dancing…
Pretty women
Are a wonder.
Pretty women!

Sitting in the window or
Standing on the stair
Something in them chills the air.
Pretty women

1183

I’ve got your picture of me and you
You wrote “I love you” I wrote “me too”
I sit there staring and there’s nothing else to do
Oh it’s in color. Your hair is brown
Your eyes are hazel And soft as clouds
I often kiss you when there’s no one else around

1184

I used to wake up in the morning
I used to feel so bad
I got so sick of having sleepless nights
I went and told my dad

He said, “Son now here’s some little something”
And stuck them on my wall
And now my nights ain’t quite so lonely
In fact I, I don’t feel bad at all

Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
Pictures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright

1185

Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate
Darling I remember the way you used to wait
Twas there that you whispered tenderly
That you loved me
You’d always be
My Lili of the lamplight
My own Lili Marlene

1186

Pictures of Lily made my life so wonderful
Pictures of Lily helped me sleep at night
Pitcures of Lily solved my childhood problems
Pictures of Lily helped me feel alright

And then one day things weren’t quite so fine
I fell in love with Lily
I asked my dad where Lily I could find
He said, “Son, now don’t be silly”
She’s been dead since 1929"

Oh, how I cried that night
If only I’d been born in Lily’s time
It would have been alright

1187

Hey, did you know that I’m always going back in time?
Rhyming slang, Auld lang syne, my dears, through the years.
I’m the backwards traveller, ancien wool unraveller,
Sailing songs, wailing on the moon.

1188

Through the years
You’ve never let me down
You’ve turned my life around

1189

(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit lonely
And you’re never coming round

(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit tired
Of listening to the sound of my tears

(Turn around)
Every now and then
I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by

(Turn around)
Every now and then I get a little bit terrified
And then I see the look in your eyes
(Turn Around, bright eyes)
Every now and then I fall apart
(Turn Around, bright eyes)
Every now and then
I fall apart

1190

Bright eyes,
Burning like fire.
Bright eyes,
How can you close and fail?
How can the light that burned so brightly
Suddenly burn so pale?
Bright eyes.

Is it a kind of shadow,
Reaching into the night,
Wandering over the hills unseen,
Or is it a dream?

1191

My eyes are sore, my body weak,
My throat is dry, I cannot speak.
My words are dead,
Falling like feathers to the floor.
You gave me things I’d never seen,
You made my life a waking dream.
But we are dead,
Falling like ashes to the floor.

1192

Now, learned men who use the pen
Have wrote its praises high.
That sweet poteen from Ireland green,
Distilled from wheat and rye.

Throw away your pills, it 'll cure all ills
Of pagan or Christian or Jew.
Take off your coat and grease your throat
With the real old Mountain Dew.

1193

Yes, as through this world I’ve wandered
I’ve seen lots of funny men;
Some will rob you with a six-gun,
And some with a fountain pen.

1194

About the time that Daddy left to fight the big war
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
I thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen

1195

Happiness is a warm gun.

1196

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down

1197

When I was a young boy
My mama told me son
Always be a good boy
and don’t play around with guns
But I shot a man in Reno
Just to watch him die
When I hear that whistle blowing
I hang my head and cry

1198

Mama, just killed a man,
Put my gun against his head,
Pulled the trigger, now he’s dead

1199

Just one look and I can hear a bell ring
One more look and I forget everything, o-o-o-oh

Mamma mia, here I go again
My my, how can I resist you?

1200

Ask me how do I feel, ask me now that we’re cozy and clinging,
Well sir, all I can say is if I were a bell I’d be ringing!