Saint Peter don’t you call me, ‘cause I can’t go –
I owe my soul to the company sto’.
The devil went down to Georgia he was lookin’ for a soul to steal
He was in a bind 'cause he was way behind
And he was willing to make a deal
You look like an angel
Walk like an angel
Talk like an angel
But I got wise
You’re the devil in disguise…
*Where is my Angel fallen
Down at the river bottom?
And is she there to stay?
Where’s my Blackfoot bottom?
Is she just playing possum?
Who lives another day?
Now she’s known as Catfish Kate.*
You are my special angel,
Sent from up above.
The Lord smiled down on me,
And sent an angel to love.
Heavenly surrender; sweet afterglow.
I’m givin’ up my heart to you – now, angel, don’t go!
She said, “Go and find the right one, love her and then,
When you look into her eyes, you’ll see me again.”
I said “Whaaaat?”
She said "Oo-oo-oo-ee… "
I said “All right!”
She said "Love me, love me, love me… "
Undercover angel, midnight fantasy.
I never had a dream that made sweet love to me.
Undercover angel, answer to my prayer.
You made me know that there’s a love for me out there.
-“BB”-
Down in the bars, the girls are painted blue
Done up in lace, done up in rubber
The john’s are jerky little G.I. Joe’s
On R&R from Cuba and Russia
The smell of sex
The smell of suicide
All these things I just can’t keep inside
Undercover
Keep it all out of sight
Undercover of the night
Undercover of the night
Undercover of the night
Strangers in the night,
Exchanging glances
Wandering the night,
What were the chances
We’d be sharing love
Before the night was through
Something in your eyes
Was so inviting
Something in your smile
Was so exciting
Something in my heart
Told me I must have you
Hello, stranger
(ooh) It seems so good to see you back again
How long has it been?
Ooh, seems like a mighty long time
(shoo-bop, shoo-bop, my baby, ooh)
It seems like a mighty long time
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
electric
(Wanna feel) loose
(You wanna be) eclectic
You wanna call a truce
(Look) at the profile
Staring at the flame
(Waiting) for the sunshine
Standing in the rain
hello again
(I said hello) hello, (hello) hello again
hello again
Hello (uh oh), hello again
Hello, hello
Hello, hello
Down in the street there is violence,
And a lots of work to be done.
No place to hang out our washing,
And I can’t blame all on the sun, oh no,
We gonna rock down to Electric Avenue,
And then we’ll take it higher…
Think about it, there must be higher love
Down in the heart or hidden in the stars above
Without it, life is wasted time
Look inside your heart, I’ll look inside mine
Things look so bad everywhere
In this whole world, what is fair?
We walk blind and we try to see
Falling behind in what could be
Bring me a higher love
You wandered down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust of yesterday
The music of the years gone by
Down the lane runs my sweet Mary,
Hair of Gold
And lips like cherry,
It’s so good to see the green green grass of home…
Suddenly the heavens rolled
Suddenly the rain came down
Suddenly was washed away
The Mary that I knew
So when you find somebody who gives
Think of me and celebrate
I made such a big mistake when I was Mary’s Prayer
A broom is drearily sweeping
Up the broken pieces of yesterday’s life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries Mary
From a Jack to a King,
From loneliness to a wedding ring.
I played an Ace and I won a Queen,
And walked away with your heart.
I got a little change in my pocket goin’ jing-a-ling-a-ling,
Wants to call you on the telephone, baby, a-give you a ring.
But each time we talk, I get the same old thing,
Always “No hug-ee, no kiss-ee, until I get a weddin’ ring.”
My honey, my baby, don’t put my love up on no shelf.
She said, “Don’t hand me no lines, and keep your hands to yourself!”
-“BB”-
I’m lonesome tonight
Ring, telephone, ring
I’m through with pretending
There’s no way to forget
I miss her tonight
Ring, telephone, ring
Ring, ring, telephone ring, somebody said
Baby, what ya doin’, I’ve been wonderin’ where you been
Now and then I think about you and me
No use fightin’ 'bout things we can’t recall
It don’t matter now at all
Just come on home, baby, we’ll laugh and sing
We’ll make love, let the telephone ring