Was she told when she was young
That pain would lead to pleasure?
Did she understand it when they said
That a man must break his back to earn his day of leisure?
Will she still believe it when he’s dead?
Don’t touch me, please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I’m gonna pack my things and go
Tainted love (oh-oh-oh-oh)
My friends, know what’s in store
I won’t be here anymore
I’ve packed my bags
I’ve cleaned the floor
Watch me walking
Walking out the door
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m a-traveling on
But don’t think twice, it’s all right
Well, it’s all right
Riding around in the breeze
Well, it’s all right
If you live the life you please
Well, it’s all right
Doin’ the best you can
Well, it’s all right
As long as you lend a hand
And I said, ‘Damn, girl, can’t you see
That I’m breakin’ my back
Just tryin’ to keep my head above water
And it’s turnin’ me wild?’
Wild thing you make my heart sing
You make everything groovy, wild thing
Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on, hold me tight, I love you
Wild Thing. The Troggs
When I’m feelin’ blue
All I have to do is take a look at you
Then I’m not so blue
When you’re close to me
I can feel you heart beat
I can hear you breathing in my ear
Wouldn’t you agree
Baby, you and me got a groovy kind of love
I get frightened in all this darkness
I get nightmares I hate to sleep alone
I need some company a guardian angel
To keep me warm when the cold winds blow
I can feel you breathe
I can feel your heart beat faster
And ride with us, young bonny lass
With the angels of the night
Crack wind clatter, flesh rein bite
On an out-size unicorn
Rough-shod winging sky blue flight
On a cold wind to Valhalla
Goin’ up to the spirit in the sky (spirit in the sky)
That’s where I’m gonna go when I die (when I die)
When I die and they lay me to rest
I’m gonna go to the place that’s the best
Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
They’re ridin’ hard to catch that herd but they ain’t caught 'em yet
'Cause they’ve got to ride forever in the range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire; as they ride hard, hear them cry
Yippie-i-ay Yippie-i-oh
Ghost riders in the sky
Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house, we’re born
Into this world, we’re thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm
'Cos I love you, love you, love you, love you
Even though you make me freeze
And you say I’m only just a dog
Who can’t control his fleas
And I love you, love you, love you
On the roofs and on the floor
And I really can’t believe
That we have never met before
If only I could have a puppy
I’d call myself so very lucky
Just to have some company
To share a cup of tea with me
I’d take my puppy everywhere
La-la, la-la, I wouldn’t care
But we would stay away from crowds
With signs that said “No dogs allowed”
Oh, weee
I know he’d never bite me
Whoa, whoa-whoa, lo-do-do-do, po-doo
Weee
I know he’d never bite me
Whoa, whoa-whoa
Maria carry a rifle
Maria carry a dog on her back
That dog is hit again
That slow dog is hit again
With his see-thru skin
The kind of skin you can see through
He’s shot again
He’s shot again
He’s shot a-a-a-a-a-a
He’s shot again
He’s shot again
He’s shot a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a
I had an old dog whose name was Blue
You know that Blue was mighty true
You know Blue was a good old dog
Blue treed a 'possum in a hollow log
You know from that he’s a good old dog
I have a dog who’s name is Spot, sometimes he’s white sometimes he’s not.
Whether he’s white or whether he’s not, there’s a patch on his back that makes him Spot.
He likes a bowl an’ he likes a ball, doesn’t care for a cat at all.
Bites the postman on the ass, never ever lets the milkman pass.
One fine day with a woof and a purr
A baby was born and it caused a little stir
No blue buzzard, no three-eyed frog
Just a feline canine little CatDog.
Okay, stranger
You don’t know me and I don’t know you
But I’m telling you this and it might be true
There’s only one thing gets a cowboy down
It’s the kind of trouble that we’ve got in this town
Frog trouble
(Frog trouble, frog trouble, hmm-mmm)