Cleaned a lot of plates in Memphis,
Pumped a lot of 'tane down in New Orleans
But I never saw the good side of the city,
'Til I hitched a ride on a river boat queen.
Big wheel keep on turnin’,
Proud Mary keep on burnin’
Ike & Tina Turner - Proud Mary
-“BB”-
Lord have mercy,
I’m burning a hole where I lay
'Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
I’m just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Elvis Burning Love
Money burns a hole in my pocket
How I wish I had millions of dollars and nothing to do
But just buy pretty presents for you
Money burns a hole in my pocket
How I wish I had oil wells in Texas to keep me supplied
With money while I sit by your side
Dean Martin. Money Burns a Hole in My Pocket
I’ll buy you a diamond ring, my friend
If it makes you feel all right
I’ll get you anything, my friend
If it makes you feel all right
'Cause I don’t care too much for money
Money can’t buy me love
The Beatles
This - this is the end
This is the death of a diamond
This - this is the end
This is the death of a precious diamond
There’s a stranger on the hill
He’s walking away; leaving alone
There’s a nuance of will
He’s leavin’ the gloam
The stranger’s goin’ home
–Eden
You may never understand
How the stranger is inspired
But he isn’t always evil
And he isn’t always wrong.
Though you drown in good intentions
You will never quench the fire
You’ll give in to your desire
When the stranger comes along.
Billy Joel, “The Stranger.”
Now you’re looking back where everything seems near
Scared of letting all that comfort disappear.
Losing sight of that familiar touch you know
Sinking into unknown beauty for a day
Living everything as it comes and goes
The only times you know have passed away
Ride, “Unfamiliar”
We all need the human touch
We all need the human touch
I need it the human touch
Rick Springfield
Are we human, or are we dancer?
The Killers
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money,
I’ll do what you want me to do;
I’m your private dancer, a dancer for money,
And any old music will do.
Tina Turner - Private Dancer
-“BB”-
Ten cents a dance, that’s what they pay me
Gosh, how they weigh me down
Ten cents a dance, pansies and rough guys
Tough guys who tear my gown
Seven to midnight I hear drums
Loudly the saxophone blows
Trumpets are tearing my eardrums
Customers crush my toes
Ten Cents a Dance. Ruth Etting
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Elton John Tiny Dancer
Branching off, the road winds east
Deluxe locations just near completion
Come dine with wine, an oyster feast
The pearls are real, have one for free
They’re washed up by the foam waved sea
The Church, Is This Where You Live?
So, if you like for oysters and I like for ersters
I’ll take oysters and give up the ersters
For we know we need each other
So we better call the calling off off!
Let’s call the whole thing off!
Let’s call the whole thing off. Fred Astaire
We’re not gonna take it
Never did and never will
Don’t want no religion
And as far as we can tell
We ain’t gonna take you
Never did and never will
We don’t have to take you
We forsake you
Gonna rape you
Let’s forget you better still
We’re Not Gonna Take It - The Who
Won’t be no God to comfort you
You taught me not to believe that lie
You don’t need anybody
Nobody needs you
Randy Newman - “Old Man”
Well your nobody called today,
She hung up when I asked her name.
Well I wonder does she think she’s being clever?
You say nobody’s after you,
The fact is what you say is true.
But I can love you like nobody can, even better.
Sylvia - “Nobody.”
Gonna write a song so she can see
Give her all the love she gives to me
Talk of better days that have yet to come
Never felt this love from anyone
She’s not anyone
Oasis, “Songbird”
Well, she wrote me a letter
Said she couldn’t live without me no more
Listen mister, can’t you see I got to get back
To my baby once-a more
Anyway, yeah
Box Tops/Joe Cocker The Letter
Every time I tried to tell you,
The words just came out wrong,
So I’ll have to say I love you in a song.
Jim Croce -