All you fellows, gather 'round me
And let me give you some good advice
What I’m gonna, gonna ask you now
You better think about it twice
While you’re out cheating on your woman
There’s something you never even thought of, and that is
Who’s making love to your old lady
While you were out making love (hear me now)
Who’s making love to your old lady
While you were out making love
I saw the light on the night that I passed by her window
I saw the flickering shadows of love on her blind
She was my woman
As she deceived me, I watched and went out of my mind
My, my, my, Delilah
Why, why, why, Delilah
I could see, that girl was no good for me
But I was lost like a slave that no man could free
You’ve painted up your lips
Rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby, are you contemplating
Going out somewhere?
The shadow on the wall
Tells me the sun is going down
Oh, Ruby
Don’t take your love to town
She would never say where she came from
Yesterday don’t matter if it’s gone
While the sun is bright
Or in the darkest night
No one knows, she comes and goes
Goodbye, Ruby Tuesday
Who could hang a name on you?
When you change with every new day
Still, I’m gonna miss you
Druscilla Penny, what a name!
Are you sure you didn’t make it up yourself?
You’re very pretty, yes, you are
But with all the junk you wear, it’s hard to tell
The name game!
Shirley!
Shirley, Shirley bo Birley Bonana fanna fo Firley
Fee fy mo Mirley, Shirley!
Lincoln!
Lincoln, Lincoln bo Bincoln Bonana fanna fo Fincoln
My pappy said, “Son, you’re gonna’ drive me to drinkin’
If you don’t stop drivin’ that Hot Rod Lincoln.”
Go on and write me up for 125
Post my face, wanted dead or alive
Take my license, all that jive
I can’t drive 55
Oh no
They say I’m crazy but I have a good time
I’m just looking for clues at the scene of the crime
Life’s been good to me so far
My Maserati does one-eighty-five
I lost my license, now I don’t drive
Supercar… Supercar…
It travels on land,
or roams the skies,
through a heavens stormy rage,
It’s Mercury-manned,
and everyone cries,
“it’s the marvel of the age!”
Now we’re doing a hundred and twenty -
As fast as I could go.
The Rambler pulled along side of me
As if we were going slow.
The fellow rolled down his window
And yelled for me to hear,
“Hey, Buddy, how can I get this car
Out of second gear!”
Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep! Beep!
Transfusion transfusion
Oh, doc, pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I’m never, never, never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me, Louie
One of these nights I may just
Jump down that rainbow way, be with my baby
Then we’ll spend some time together
So hologramic, oh my tvc15
My baby’s in there someplace, love’s rating in the sky
So hologramic, oh my tvc15
Transition, transmission, transition, transmission
Oh my tvc15, oh oh, tvc15
Oh my tvc15, oh oh, tvc15
Oh my tvc15, oh oh, tvc15
Oh my tvc15, oh oh, tvc15
On the PC
On the PC
There is no viler shell or compiler than one that’s free
If you want to ease your awful pain,
Then you got to stick with public domain
Need a special girl
To share in my computer world
I no longer need a strategy
Thanks to modern technology
She’s only programmed to be very nice
But she’s as cold as ice
Whenever I get too near
She tells me that she likes me very much
But when I try to touch
She makes it all too clear
She is the latest in technology
Almost mythology
But she has a heart of stone
She has an IQ of one thousand and one
She has a jumpsuit on
And she’s also a telephone
Yours Truly, 2095, Electric Light Orchestra
You’re as cold as ice
You’re willing to sacrifice our love
You never take advice
Someday you’ll pay the price, I know
I’ve seen it before, it happens all the time
You’re closing the door, you leave the world behind
You’re digging for gold, you’re throwing away
A fortune in feelings, but someday you’ll pay
It’s my heart and there’s a price you have to pay
Enough is enough
You played too rough with my heart
Now there’s a price you have to pay
Baby, you could never look me in the eye
Yeah, you buckle with the weight of the words
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my
Stop draggin’ my heart around
Kind of a drag
When your baby don’t love you
Kind of a drag
When you know she’s been untrue
Oh oh, listen to what I’ve gotta say
Girl, I still love you
I’ll always love you
Anyway, anyway