Only the lonely
Know the way I feel tonight
Only the lonely
Know this feeling ain’t right
Oh, I’m hooked on a feeling
I’m high on believing
That you’re in love with me
You like to think that you’re immune to the stuff, oh yeah
It’s closer to the truth to say you can’t get enough
You know you’re gonna have to face it, you’re addicted to love
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I’d sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor’s suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow
With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go
Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain
And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.
The ship was the pride of the American side
Comin’ back from some mill in Wisconsin.
Cruisin’ on a sardine boat,
Loaded with crazy people,
And we shall be the Santa Maria.
Looking for a brave new world.
Sailing takes me away to where I’ve always heard it could be
Just a dream and the wind to carry me
And soon I will be free
He was the captain of the Nightingale
Twenty-one days from Clyde in coal.
He could smell the flowers of Bermuda in the gale,
When he died on the North Rock Shoal.
Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes
When he told his sailor stories
She could feel the ocean fall and rise
She saw its ragin’ glory
But he had always told the truth, Lord, he was an honest man
And Brandy does her best to understand
Down the highway, down the tracks
Down the road to ecstasy
I followed you beneath the stars
Hounded by your memory
And all your ragin’ glory
Down on the corner
Out in the street
Willy & the Poorboys are playin’
Bring a nickel, tap your feet
My name is Michael, I’ve got a nickel, I’ve got a nickel shiny and new
I’m gonna buy me all kinds of candy, that’s what I’m gonna do.
You are my candy girl
And you got me wanting you
Ballerina girl
You are so lovely
I can see in you
My dreams come true
Don’t you ever go away
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she’s in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
Tiny bubbles
in the wine
Make me happy
Make me feel fine
He gave us sweet cherry wine
So very fine
We’ll drink it right down, pass it all around
So stimulating, so intoxicating
Sweet cherry wine.
A bottle of red
A bottle of white
It all depends upon your appetite
I’ll meet you any time you want
At our Italian restaurant