It's gonna take alot to drag me away from you

Hold me so close that I feel your heartbeat…

Beck, you quoted Yes! hugs

And the gravedigger puts on the forceps
The stonemason does all the work
The barber can give you a haircut
The carpenter can take you out to lunch

Now I just want to play on my panpipes
I just want to drink me some wine
As soon as you’re born you start dyin’
So you might as well have a good time

Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell
Sheep go to heaven, goats go to hell

And hey barkeep what’s keeping you keep pouring drinks
For all these palookas hey you know what I thinks
That we toast to the old days and DiMaggio too
And old Drysdale and Mantle Whitey Ford and to you

All my friends are married
Every Tom and Dick and Harry
You must be strong if you’re to go it alone
Here’s to the bachelors and the Bowery bums
Those who feel that they’re the ones
That are better off without a wife

When you hear sweet syncopation
And the music softly moans
T ain’t no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones
When it gets too hot for comfort
And you can’t get an ice cream cone
'T ain’t no sin to take off your skin
And dance around in your bones

Why Yes! Yes! I did.

Slip slidin’ away
Slip slidin’ away
You know the nearer your destination
The more your slip slidin’ away

S! A! T-U-R! D-A-Y! Night!
S! A! T-U-R! D-A-Y! Night!

(Stuck in my head for the past couple of days, since the death of Bay City Rollers singer Les McKeown)

No matter what you do
I only wanna be with you

Anything you want.
You got it.
Anything at all, you got it

If you’re lost you can look and you will find me
Time after time
If you fall I will catch you, I’ll be waiting

If you can walk away from a crash and burn
You’ll appreciate every step you earn
And if you feel the ground is gaining on you
You’re already bound to take a different view

When I’m on my knees and everything has gotten me beat
And even I believe I’m never gonna find my feet
Two ways you can go you can ask anybody around
One man’s half way up is another man’s half way down