Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, I fell from the sky
Yesterday, you blew my mind, oh yeah
Having trouble with my direction
Upside-down, psychotic reaction, oh
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal machine
(Talkin’ bout love)
Gimme love, soul stealer
(Talkin’ bout love)
Love removal machine
I laid a divorcée in New York City
I had to put up some kind of a fight
The lady then she covered me with roses
She blew my nose and then she blew my mind
I get the news I need on the weather report
Oh, I can gather all the news I need on the weather report
Hey, I’ve got nothing to do today but smile
De-doh-n-doh-de-doh
And here I am
The only living boy in New York
You don’t really need to find out what’s goin’ on
You don’t really wanna know just how far it’s gone
Just leave well enough alone, keep your dirty laundry
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re up, kick 'em when they’re down
Kick 'em when they’re stiff, kick 'em all around
Grab a fence post! Hold it tight!
Whomp your partner with all your might!
Hit him in the shin! Hit him in the head!
Hit him again! That critter ain’t dead.
Whomp him low and whomp him high!
Stick your finger in his eye!
Pretty little rhythm, pretty little sound –
Bang your heads against the ground!
I must confess that my loneliness is killin’ me now
Don’t you know I still believe
That you will be here and give me a sign?
Hit me, baby, one more time
Here comes that rainy day feelin’ again
And soon my tears they will be fallin’ like rain
It always seems to be a Monday
Leftover memories of Sunday, always spent with you
Newborn whippoorwills were calling from the hills
Summer was a’-coming in but fast
Lots of daffodils were showing off their stills
Riding home together, I could almost hear them whisper:
“Go on, kiss her! Go on and kiss her!”
If I had to choose one moment
To live within my heart
It would be that tender moment
Recalling how we started
Darling, it would be when you smiled at me
That way, that Sunday, that summer
In the quiet silent seconds I turned off the light switch
And I came down to meet you in the half light the moon left
While a cluster of nightjars sang some songs out of tune
A mantle of bright light shone down from her room
Come down in time I still hear her say
So clear in my ear like it was today
Come down in time was the message she gave
Come down in time and I’ll meet you half way
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well now, baby meet me in the bottom, bring me my running shoes
Well, I’ll come out the window, I won’t have time to lose
Don’t judge me
You could be me in another life
In another set of circumstances
Don’t judge me
One more night, I’ll just have to take my chances
But tomorrow, we’ll see
Maybe the sun’s light will be dim
And it won’t matter anyhow
If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now
And if we’re victims of the night
I won’t be blinded by the light
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, angel
Then slowly turn away
I won’t beg you to stay with me