Hello, it’s me…
I thought about us for a long long time.
Maybe I think too much, but somethings wrong,
There’s something here that doesn’t last too long,
Maybe I shouldn’t think of you as mine…
Hello, how are you?
Have you been alright
Through all those lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely nights?
That’s what I’d say
I’d tell you everything
If you’d pick up that telephone
Hey you, out there on your own, sitting naked by the phone, can you feel me?
I overwhelm as I approach you, make your lungs hold breath inside!
Lovers break caresses for me, love enhanced when I’ve gone by
You’ll feel me coming, a new vibration
From afar you’ll see me, I’m a sensation
I’m a sensation
See me…
Feel me.
Touch me…
Heal me.
-“BB”-
Come on, come on, come on, come on
Now touch me, babe
Can’t you see that I am not afraid?
What was that promise that you made?
Why won’t you tell me what she said?
What was that promise that you made?
Well, there I was in Hollywood
Wishin’ I was doin’ good
Talkin’ on the telephone line
But they don’t need me in the movies
And nobody sings my songs
Guess I’m just a wastin’ time
Well, then I got to thinkin’
Man, I’m really sinkin’
And I really had a flash this time
I had no business leavin’
And nobody would be grievin’
If I went on back to Tulsa time
When my hair’s all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don’t remember my name
When my hands don’t play the strings the same way
I know you will still love me the same
When that clock strikes midnight
And I’m all by myself
I work that combination
On my secret hide-a-way shelf
Then I pull out some Hostess Twinkies
Dr Pepper and an ol’ Moon Pie
Then sit back in glorious expectation
Of a genuine junk-food high
When the truth is found to be lies
And all the joy within you dies
Don’t you want somebody to love?
Don’t you need somebody to love?
Wouldn’t you love somebody to love?
You better find somebody to love
Love, love
You may be an ambassador to England or France
You may like to gamble, you might like to dance
You may be the heavyweight champion of the world
You may be a socialite with a long string of pearls
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody
Well, it may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody
We can dance if we want to
We can leave your friends behind
'Cause your friends don’t dance
And if they don’t dance
Well, they’re no friends of mine
Oh, when you dance, you’re charming
And you’re gentle
Especially when you do that Continental
But this feeling isn’t purely mental
For heaven rest us
I’m not asbesdos
And that’s why
I won’t dance, why should I?
I won’t dance, how could I?
I won’t dance, merci beaucoup
I know that music leads the way to romance
So if I hold you in my arms
I won’t dance
I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
Well, the love is all around us,
So the feeling grows…
Feelings
Nothing more than feelings
Trying to forget my feelings of love
I feel it in my head, I feel it in my toes
I feel it in my sex, that’s the place it goes
I feel it in my fingers
I feel it in my toes
Christmas is all around me
And so the feeling grows
It’s written in the wind
It’s everywhere I go
So if you really love Christmas
C’mon and let it snow
Billy Mack, Love Actually
The plowman is broad as the back of the land he is sowing
As he dances the circular track of the plow ever knowing
That the work of his days measures more than the planting and growing
Let it grow, let it grow, greatly yield
Tomorrow shall be my dancing day;
I would my true love did so chance
To see the legend of my play,
To call my true love to my dance;
Sing, oh! my love, oh! my love, my love, my love, my love
Sing, get on up and dance to the music
Get on up and dance to the music
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
Dance to the Music, dance to the music
All we need is a drummer
For people who only need a beat, yeah