Come Friday noon
Bout a half past three
(High school U.S.A.)
I drop my books and my misery
(High school U.S.A.)
Stroll up and down
Through the soda shop
(High school U.S.A.)
Drop a coin in the old jukebox
(High school U.S.A.)
Well now looking all around
What did I see
Every school kid
There could ever be
I’ll see you in November, or maybe early December
But I’ll be here and I’ll see you
I don’t care if it doesn’t ryhme
Who’s gonna tell you when,
It’s too late,
Who’s gonna tell you things,
Aren’t so great.
You can’t go on, thinkin’,
Nothings’ wrong, but bye,
Who’s gonna drive you home,
Tonight.?
Who’s gonna pick you up,
When You fall?
Who’s gonna hang it up,
When you call?
Who’s gonna pay attention,
To your dreams?
And who’s gonna plug their ears,
When you scream?
You can’t go on, thinkin’
Nothings wrong, but bye,
(who’s gonna drive you)
(who’s gonna drive you)
Who’s gonna drive you home, tonight?
(who’s gonna drive you home)
Who’s gonna hold you down,
When you shake?
Who’s gonna come around,
When you break?
You can’t go on, thinkin’,
Nothin’s wrong, but bye,
(Who’s gonna drive you)
(who’s gonna drive you)
Who’s gonna drive you home, tonight?
(who’s gonna drive you home)
Oh, you know you can’t go on, thinkin’,
Nothin’s wrong,
(Who’s gonna drive you)
(Who’s gonna drive you home)
Who’s gonna drive you home, tonight?
(Ric Ocask RIP)
Yes misspelled Ocasek, just caught that, sorry
Something inside
That was always denied
For so many years
She’s leaving home
Bye bye
Are you reelin’ in the years?
Stowin’ away the time?
Are you gatherin’ up the tears?
Have you had enough of mine?
Look at us
After all these years together
Look at us
After all we’ve been through
Still leaning on each other
If you want to see
How true love should be
Then, just look at us…
If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I’d like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you
The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say, wouldn’t you like to know
What’s going on in my mind?
So, let me get right to the point,
I don’t pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey, big spender, spend,
A little time with, me, me, me!
Now because you wear all those fancy clothes (oh yeah)
And have a big fine car, oh yes you do now
Do you think I can afford to give you my love (oh yeah)
You think you’re higher than every star above
Mr. Big Stuff
Who do you think you are
Mr. Big Stuff
You’re never gonna get my love
What’s the matter with the clothes I’m wearing?
Can’t you tell that your tie’s too wide?
Maybe I should buy some old tab collars?
Welcome back to the age of jive
Where have you been hidin’ out lately, honey?
You can’t dress trashy till you spend a lot of money
Everybody’s talkin’ 'bout the new sound
Funny, but it’s still rock and roll to me
Walk right in and sit right down, daddy, let your mind roll on.
You’d better walk right in and stay a little while, daddy, you can’t stay too long.
Now everybody’s talkin’ 'bout a two-way woman,
Do you want to lose your mind?
You’d better walk right in, sit right down, daddy, let your mind roll on!
You gave me something I understand
You gave me loving in the palm of my hand
I can’t tell you how I feel, my heart is like a wheel
Let me roll it, let me roll it to you
You didn’t leave me anything
That I can understand
Now I’m left with all of this
A room full of your crash
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died, all he left us was alone
And when I die
and when I’m dead, dead and gone,
There’ll be one child born and
a world to carry on, to carry on
I’m not scared of dying
and I don’t really care
If it’s peace you find in dying,
well, then let the time be near
O Death, where is thy sting?
O Grave, where is thy victory?
Come back, come back again and again,
I’ve been here since I can’t remember when
Your world just spins whilst mine stands still
Nothing’s changed in your gravity grave
To me you’re like the setting sun
You rise then you’re gone
Come back when you grow up, girl
You’re still livin’ in a paper-doll world
Livin’ ain’t easy, lovin’s twice as tough
So come back, baby, when you grow up
You look real good like a woman now
Your mind hasn’t gotten the message somehow
So if you can’t take it when the goin’ gets rough
Come back, baby, when you grow up
Young girl, get out of my mind
My love for is way out of line
Better run, girl
You’re much too young, girl