R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB
Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect (sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)
My Bologna has a first name,
It’s O-S-C-A-R.
My bologna has a second name,
It’s M-A-Y-E-R.
Oh I love to eat it everyday,
And if you ask me why say,
Cause’ Oscar Mayer has a way with B-O-L-O-G-N-A!!!
Never make a stingy sandwich
Pile the cold cuts high
Customers should see salami
Coming through the rye!
Oooh, my little hungry one,
Hungry one.
Open up a package of my bologna.
Oooh, I think the toast is done,
The toast is done.
Top it with a little of my bologna.
Never gonna stop,
Eat it up.
Such a tasty snack,
I always eat too much,
And throw up.
But I’ll soon be back
For my my my yi yi wooo!
M-M-M-My bologna.
I miss the hungry years, the once upon a time,
The lovely long ago, we didn’t a dime.
Those days of me and you, we lost along the way.
How could I be so blind not to see the door
Closing on the world I now hunger for?
Looking through my tears, I miss the hungry years.
Got a wife and kids in Baltimore, Jack
I went out for a ride and I never went back
Like a river that don’t know where it’s flowing
I took a wrong turn and I just kept going
Everybody’s got a hungry heart
Everybody’s got a hungry heart
Lay down your money and you play your part
Everybody’s got a hungry heart
Oh, my God, how times have changed!
These girls must be blind or completely deranged.
But time seemed to halt
When I was Miss Baltimore
Crabs.
You can laugh, but life’s a test.
Don’t do this, don’t do that! Remember- Mother knows best.
For the crown’s in the vault
From when I won Miss Baltimore
Crabs.
Good morning Baltimore
There’s the flasher who lives next door
There’s the bum on his bar room stool
They wish me luck on my way to school
Good morning Baltimore
And some day when I take to the floor
The world’s gonna wake up and see
Baltimore and me
And the people hide their faces
And they hide their eyes
Cause the city’s dyin’
And they don’t know why
Oh, Baltimore
Ain’t it hard just to live?
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain’t so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong movin’ in the right direction
Living just enough, just enough for the city
As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin’
A poor little baby child is born
In the ghetto (in the ghetto)
It’s a hard-knock life for us
It’s a hard-knock life for us
Is it worth the waiting for?
If we live for eighty four
All we ever get is gruel!
Every day we say our prayer –
Will they change the bill of fare?
Still we get the same old gruel!
There’s not a crust, not a crumb can we find,
Can we beg, can we borrow, or cadge,
But there’s nothing to stop us from getting a thrill
When we all close our eyes and imagine
Food, glorious food!
You threw me out
The night before last
And now you want me back
In your arms again
You think I’m a fool,
You treat me like dirt,
You pull the string and
Hope I will be your friend
But I know what’s
On your mind,
And I’d rather be
Out in the street,
Without a dime
And I’d rather Beg, Borrow and Steal,
I’d rather Beg Borrow and Steal,
I’d rather Beg, Borrow and Steal,
Than go back to you, go back to you,
Than go back to you, go back to you,
Than go back to you, go back to you…
I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
That much is true
But even then I knew I’d find a much better place
Either with or without you
The five years we have had have been such good at times
I still love you
But now I think it’s time I live my life on my own
I guess it’s just what I must do
Heal the world
Make it a better place
For you and for me
And the entire human race
There are people dying
If you care enough for the living
Make a better place for you and for me
Wake up all you builders, it’s time to build a new land
I know we can do it if we all lend a hand
Only thing we have to do is put it in our minds
And surely things will work out, they do it every time
The world won’t get no better, oh no
If we just let it be
I said the world no no no
We gotta change it, you will and me
When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me,
Speaking words of wisdom: let it be.
And in my hour of darkness, she is standing right in front of me,
Speaking words of wisdom: let it be.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be–
Whisper words of wisdom: let it be.
Mother,
You had me
But I never had you,
I wanted you,
But you didn’t want me…
Mama, just killed a man,
Put a gun against his head,
Pulled my trigger, now he’s dead.
Mama, life had just begun,
But now I’ve gone and thrown it all away …