Do you come from a land down under
Where women glow and men plunder
Can’t you hear, can’t you hear the thunder
You better run, you better take cover
Every time I see you lookin’ my way
Baby, baby, can’t you hear my heartbeat?
In the car or walking down the highway
Baby, baby, can’t you hear my heartbeat?
Can’t You Hear My Heartbeat? – Herman’s Hermits
-“BB”-
I can feel your heartbeat
And you didn’t even say a word
I can feel your heartbeat
But you didn’t even say a word
Oh, I know, pretty woman
That your love can be heard
So cum on feel the noize
Girls grab the boys
We get wild, wild, wild
We get wild, wild, wild
So cum on feel the noize
Girls grab the boys
We get wild, wild, wild
At your door
Like a true nature’s child
We were born, born to be wild
We can climb so high
I never wanna die
Childhood living
Is easy to do
The things you wanted
I bought them for you
Graceless lady
You know who I am
You know I can’t let you
Slide through my hands
Wild horses
Couldn’t drag me away
Wild, wild horses
Couldn’t drag me away
She comes down from Yellow Mountain
On a dark, flat land she rides
On a pony she named Wildfire
With a whirlwind by her side
On a cold Nebraska night
Got no time for explanations
Got no time to lose
Tomorrow night you’ll find me sleepin’
Underneath the moon
At Yellow River
Yellow River – Christie
-“BB”-
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry
And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky
And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna flood you Big River
Then I’m gonna sit right here until I die
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said, “I’ll love her 'til I die”
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The Angels sang a whiskey lullaby
He drinks a Whiskey drink, he drinks a Vodka drink
He drinks a Lager drink, he drinks a Cider drink
He sings the songs that remind him of the good times
He sings the songs that remind him of the better times
There stands the glass that will ease all my pain
That will settle my brain, it’s my first one today
There stands the glass that will hide all my fears
That will drown all my tears, brother, I’m on my way
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis
She tried to take me upstairs for a ride
She had to heave me right across her shoulder
'Cause I just can’t seem to drink you off my mind
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
And time’s forever frozen, still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans
Mem’ries,
Light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories
Of the way we were
Scattered pictures,
Of the smiles we left behind
Smiles we gave to one another
For the way we were
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolor in the rain
Don’t bother asking for explanations
She’ll just tell you that she came
In the Year of the Cat
When I grow up I want to be Peter Lorre
I want to snivel and sneer in a nasal whine
I want to cringe and curse
And maybe threaten worse
And if that doesn’t work, I’ve got a laugh
That will petrify your spine!
Shake shake with all your might now
If you do it, do it right now
Put your hands on your hip,yeah
Come on and let your backbone slip
Move your body like your hip
And just shake
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake your body line
Shake, shake, shake, Senora, shake it all the time
Work, work, work, Senora, work your body line
Work, work, work, Senora, work it all the time
And when the samba played
The sun would set so high
Ring through my ears and sting my eyes
Your Spanish lullaby