I’ve been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life
(Foreigner)
I’ve been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive
Yeah, waiting for a girl like you to come into my life
(Foreigner)
I like to sit in back, watch out for cops.
Play with baby’s hair, play with baby’s top.
And when she’s get tired that way.
I whisper in her ear an’ say. Bend over, I’ll drive.
Bend over, I’ll drive.
Bend over, I’ll drive.
Is this the way Jayne Mansfield died? Bend over, I’ll drive.
–The Cramps
But it’s MY turn to drive
Yes it’s MY turn to drive
Driven to the margin of error
Driven to the edge of control
Driven to the margin of terror
Driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole
Up, up and awa-hay. In my beautiful, my beautiful, balloooooooon!!
On a magic carpet ride
You don’t know what we can see
Why don’t you tell your dreams to me
Fantasy will set you free
Close your eyes girl
Look inside girl
Let the sound take you away
(Steppenwolf)
Me and my fantasy girl
Hold on to me
Be my fantasy girl
Don’t set me free
Be my fantasy.
-38 Special
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore,
Waiting to take you away.
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds,
And you’re gone.
–The Beatles
There was a girl I used to know
She dealt my love a savage blow
I was so young, too blind to see
But anyway that’s History
(Split Enz)
Don’t know much about history
Don’t know much biology
Don’t know much about a science book
Don’t know much about the French I took
–Sam Cooke
You might think I’m crazy, but I don’t even care
Because I can tell what’s going on
It’s hip to be square
(Huey Lewis & The News)
There’s a muchacha, teaching me to mambo.
There’s my buddy Pete eyeing a bowl of combos.
Ramona and a man do a tango dip. Cheek to cheek, hip to hip, come on.
–Morphine
You know I can’t dance, you know I can’t dance. I can’t dance! (Leo Sayer)
Dance to the music, dance to the music…
*Put your hand on your hips, yeah
Let your backbone slip
Do the Watusi
Like my little Lucy
Hey! Uh!
Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na
I need somebody to help me say it one time
(Na na-na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na na-na-na-na )
Wo–ow!*
Narrator:
Put your hands on your hips.
All:
You bring your knees in tight.
But it’s the pelvic thrust
That really drives you insane.
Let’s do the time-warp again.
(Richard O’Brien)
Insane in the membrane
Plenty insane
Got no brain!
Insane in the membrane
Insane in the brain!
–Cypress Hill
Well if I had a brain I’d be dangerous for sure
but the way it looks now there’s no immediate concern
Whatever happened to the revolution
We all got stoned and it drifted away
Whatever happened to the revolution
I think it died just yesterday
(Skyhooks)
Twenty-five years ago they spoke out and they broke out
Of recession and oppression and together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singin’ and clappin’ man what the hell happened
Games people play, you take it or you leave it
Things that they say, honor brite
If I promise you the moon and the stars, would you believe it
Games people play in the middle of the night
(The Alan Parsons Project )