Went to a garden party to reminisce with my old friends
A chance to share old memories and play our songs again
When I got to the garden party, they all knew my name
No one recognized me, I didn’t look the same
But it’s all right now, I learned my lesson well.
You see, ya can’t please everyone, so ya got to please yourself
Last night I said these words to my girl:
“I know you never even try, girl–
Come on (come on), come on (come on),
Come on (come on), come on (come on),
Please, please me, whoa yeah, like I please you.”
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Charcoal burning everywhere
Another Pleasant Valley Sunday
Here in status symbol land…
Oh, that’s why I’m easy,
I’m easy like Sunday morning.
That’s why I’m easy,
I’m easy like Sunday morning.
Dawn is a feeling
A beautiful ceiling
The smell of grass
Just makes you pass
Into a dream
You’re here today
No future fears
This day will last
A thousand years
If you want it to
Last night they loved you
Opening doors and pulling some strings
Angel
Come get up, my baby
In walked luck and you looked in time
Never look back, walk tall, act fine
Come get up, my baby
I’ll stick with you, baby, for a thousand years
Nothing’s gonna touch you in these golden years
Gold
Golden years, gold whop whop whop
Come get up, my baby
Yesterday they told you, you would not go far
That night you open and there you are
Next day on your dressing room they’ve hung a star
Let’s go on with the show!
Would you catch a falling star?
Before he crashes to the ground
Don’t you know how people are ?
Nobody loves you when you’re down
We live with the numbers
Mining our dreams for the same old song
Why hope for the turning
If everything you know is wrong
So come on, shake your rag doll, baby
Before you change your mind
Then come on, when the rapture takes me
Be the fallen angel by my side
Rag Doll livin’ in a movie
Hot tramp Daddy’s little cutie
You’re so fine they’ll never see ya leavin’ by the back door, mam
Hot time get it while it’s easy
Don’t mind come on up and see me
Rag Doll baby won’t you do me like you done before
When she was just a kid her clothes were hand-me-downs
They always laughed at her when she came into town.
Called her rag doll, little rag doll
Such a pretty face should be dressed in lace
I recall a box of rags that someone gave us,
And how my momma put the rags to use.
There were rags of many colors,
Every piece was small,
And I didn’t have a coat,
And it was way down in the fall.
Momma sewed the rags together,
Sewin’ every piece with love,
She made my coat of many colors,
That I was so proud of.
So…don’t be afraid to let them show
Your true colors
True colors are beautiful
Like a rainbow…
Have you seen her all in gold?
Like a queen in days of old
She shoots colors all around
Like a sunset going down
Have you seen a lady fairer?
She comes in colors ev’rywhere;
She combs her hair
She’s like a rainbow
I’m not talking about the way she combs her hair
But look at that stupid girl
The time is right your perfume fills my head
the stars get red
and oh, the night’s so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
by saying something stupid
like: “I love you”
Nm
On a little street in Singapore
We’d meet beside a lotus-covered door
A veil of moonlight on a lonely face
How pale the hands that held me in embrace
My sails tonight are filled with perfume of Shalimar
And temple bells will guide me to the shore
And then I’ll hold her in my arms
And love the way I loved before
On a little street in Singapore…
She walks these hills in a long black veil
She visits my grave when the night winds wail,
Nobody knows
Nobody hears
Nobody knows but me…
The king called up his jet fighters
He said you better earn your pay
Drop your bombs between the minarets
Down the Casbah way
As soon as the Shareef was
Chauffeured outta there
The jet pilots tuned to
The cockpit radio blare
As soon as the Shareef was
Out of their hair
The jet pilots wailed
The Shareef don’t like it
Rockin’ the Casbah
Rock the Casbah