I was thinking maybe later on, we could get together for while. It’s been such a long time and
I really DO miss your smile. 
I looked at my watch, it was 9:43, and everytime I spinned she spinned with me. And we reeled, reelin’ and rockin’. We was reelin’ and a rockin’, rollin’ till the break of dawn.
I know at the first light of dawn I’ll be leaving, and tonight will be all I have left to recall. O What have I done, why have I done it?
I met a boy called Frank Mills
On September 12th, right here
In front of the Waverly
But unfortunately
I lost his address.
Sorry to be late to the thread. What day is it? And in what month? The clock never seemed so alive.
Now the time has come; there’s no place to run. I might get burned up by the sun, but I had my fun. I’ve been loved and put aside, I’ve been crushed by the tumbling tide and my soul has been psychedelicized.
I think it’s time for a cool change…
I got got got got no time…
no time left for you.
If I could save time in a bottle…
Time time time see what’s become of me
Tie me kangeroo down, sport!
Well, it’s easy Sittin’ on the Dock of the Bay.
In a white room…with black curtains…
Were you sitting there when seventy-three men sailed up to the San Francisco bay, got off their ship and said what they had to say?
“Sweet cream ladies, forward march;
The world owes you a living
Sweet cream ladies, do your part,
Think of what you’re giving”
I’m sure it was summer in the city, 'cause the back of my neck was getting dirty and gritty.
That would be ecstacy
You and me endlessly
Groovin’…
On a Sunday afternoon.
Sunny afternoons that make me
Feel so warm inside
Have turned as cold and grey as ashes
As I feel the embers die…
Sunday will never be the same.
Rainy Day and Mondays always bring you down? Is That what you freakin’ Killjoys are trying to say?
I like my melancholy with a beam of hope… Sunshine on my Shoulders.