Ah, Cheri
My love for you is très, très fort
Wish my French were good enough
I’d tell you so much more
But I hope that you compris
All the things you mean to me
Darling, je vous aime beaucoup
I love you, yes, I do
Belle,
Une rose qui a joue son role
Mon Miroir,
Mon clef d’or
Mon cheval
Et mon gant sont les cinq secrets de ma puissance
Come hold my hand, no bad-vibe hearts…
Je voulais livrer
Il vous suffira de mettre ce gant
A votre main droite
Il vous transportera ou vous desirez l’etre
Ben, most people would turn you away (turn you away)
I don’t listen to a word they say (a word they say)
They don’t see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I’m sure they’d think again
If they had a friend like Ben
Oooh, they so spaced out,
Ba ba ba
Bennie and the Jets
The Jets are coming out on top tonight
We’re gonna watch Bernardo drop tonight
That Puerto Rican punk’ll go down
And when he’s hollered uncle, we’ll tear up the town
I’m leaving on a jet plane
I don’t know when I’ll be back again
And a jet could take me far
But I couldn’t escape this feeling
That I don’t know where I’m bound
If I did get away
Am I trapped or just worn down?
I work hard, and I miss my family
But the wheels of industry
Keep on grinding away
This is life on the outside, yeah, yeah, yeah
Flying back from Lubbock, I saw Jesus on a plane.
Or maybe it was Elvis - you know, they kinda look the same.
I saw the ghost of Elvis
On Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
And I watched him walk right through
I saw Elvis Presley and Amelia Earhart
In the Philadelphia airport last night
He was checking his guitar in the baggage claim
She was waiting for a standby flight
I could swear it was him and Jimmy Hoffa
By the ATM machine
If I’d had a camera I’d have snapped a picture
And sold it to People magazine
Oh me, oh my
There we were; the King and I
Just a couple of regular old guys
Having the time of our lives
So take the photographs and still frames in your mind
Hang it on a shelf in good health and good time
Tattoos of memories, and dead skin on trial
For what it’s worth, it was worth all the while
It’s something unpredictable
But in the end, it’s right
I hope you had the time of your life
It wasn’t out of cruelty
I said goodbye today
But the pictures were turning yellow
I helped them on their way
The wind picks up the pieces
Blows them all around
Breathe in the smoke,then breathe it out
I tore out all the pages one by one
Put them in the fire
Light shines almost brighter than before
One more time one more time
There’s a chapter on fathers, a chapter on sons
There are pages of conflicts that nobody won
And the battles you lost and your bitter defeat
There’s a page where we fail to meet
There are tales of good fortune that couldn’t be planned
There’s a chapter on God that I don’t understand
There’s the promise of Heaven and Hell but I’m damned if I see
Though the pages are numbered
I can’t see where they lead
For the end is a mystery no one can read
In the book of my life
Well, high school seemed like such a blur
I didn’t have much interest in sports or school elections
And in class I dreamed all day
About a rock ‘n’ roll weekend
And the girl in the front of the room
So close yet so far, ya know she never seemed to notice
That this silly school-boy crush wasn’t just pretend
Life goes by so fast
You only want to do what you think is right
Close your eyes and then it’s past
Story of my life
Up in the mornin’ and out to school
The teacher is teachin’ the Golden Rule
American history and practical math
You study ‘em hard and hopin’ to pass
Workin’ your fingers right down to the bone
And the guy behind you won’t leave you alone
Left school with a first class pass,
Started work but as second class.
School taught one and one is two.
But by now, that answer just ain’t true.
12 o’clock comes with mass hysteria,
everybody rushes down to the cafeteria,
picked up my tray to have Thursday’s lunch,
and as I tried the apple sauce, I heard it crunch,
I’m running up the stairs with my front tooth broken,
the nurse just laughed, and said you must be joking,
I looked up at her with a smile on my face,
no joke 'cause my front tooth is out of place,
so I walked to school with ice on my lip,
the nurse’s late pass like a gun on my hip,
my books are real heavy, I’m walking, I’m dragging,
ain’t no school lunch next week, I’m brown-bagging it,
forget class, I’m a shoot some ball,
with the late pass I got no trouble at all,
but then the nurse walks up and says what do you know,
it’s off to the principal’s office you go.
It’s six o’clock, good morning sounds are everywhere
The warmth of spring, a gentle breeze blows through my hair
I hurry through my life never stopping to see
How beautiful it was meant to be
I’m just a prisoner in a king’s disguise
Broken dreams as we shuffle by
and I say to myself, “It’s a wonderful world.”
One day I noticed the world at my feet
Next day comes and it rolls into the street
Gathering speed
Paying no heed
That made me bleed until I was blue
But you know I never wanted to
Ah, you know I did it just for you