Well I’m here looking through an old picture frame
Just waiting for the perfect view
I hope something special will step in to my life
Another fine edition of you
A pin-up done in shades of blue
But can we dance into the fire, that fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire, to fatal sounds of broken dreams
Dance into the fire, that fatal kiss is all we need
Dance into the fire, when all we see is the view to a kill
What does it matter to ya
When you got a job to do
You gotta do it well
You gotta give the other fellow hell
And I’d like to change my life, and you know I would
Just to be with you tonight, baby, if I could
But I’ve got my job to do, and I do it well,
(Change my life) So I guess that’s how it is. (Change my life)
I feel unhappy, I feel so sad
I lost the best friend that I ever had
She was my woman, I loved her so
But it’s too late now, I’ve let her go
I’m going through changes
I’m going through changes
And if you say, “This life ain’t good enough”
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
'Cause you’re so smooth
Ch-ch-Changes
Just gonna have to be a different man
Time may change me
But I can’t trace time
Ch-ch-ch-changes
Time to change the oi-yul
Changes! Don’t wanna be an oily man.
You said forget about the airline
Let’s take the car and save the fare
We blew a gasket on the Grapevine
And eighty dollars on repairs
I would never wish this much on you
When what you have might be enough
I would never want to drive that fast
Unless you’re ready, willing, happy
Here in my car
I’m safest of all
I can lock all my doors
It’s the only way to live
In cars
It’s my turn to drive
But it’s my turn to drive
Driven to the margin of error
Driven to the edge of control
Maybe you did, maybe you walked
Maybe you rocked around the clock
(Tick-tock, tick-tock.)
Maybe I ride, maybe you walk
Maybe I drive to get off, baby
You can’t go on
Thinking nothing’s wrong.
Who’s gonna drive you home tonight?
Show me the way to go home
I’m tired and I want to go to bed
I had a little drink about an hour ago
And it’s gone right to my head
They’re all wasted!
I’m a little teapot, short and stout
Here is my handle, here is my spout
Shirley, Shirley bo Birley Bonana fanna fo Firley
Fee fy mo Mirley, Shirley!
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan’ go home
Come, Mister tally man, tally me banana
Daylight come and me wan’ go home
You’re such a silly woman!