There’s a knife in his back
That keeps the blood from running out
He says it’s been there for years
He laugh when he cries
He’s got a crooked old spine
He drinks a wine made of tears
Don’t Forget the Sky
What they do?
(They smile in your face)
All the time they want to take your place
The back stabbers (back stabbers)
Two times, told about the women like you
Two times, told about the things you do
I used to think that you were sugar and spice
I shoulda listened to my ma’s advice
Kicked in the teeth again
Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win
Kicked in the teeth again
Ain’t this misery ever gonna end?
My mama done tol’ me,
When I was in knee pants,
My mama done tol’ me, Son!
A woman’ll sweet talk
And give ya the big eye;
But when the sweet talkin’s done,
A woman’s a two face
A worrisome thing
Who’ll leave ya t’sing
The blues in the night
There are women and women, and some hold you tight
While some leave you counting the stars in the night.
There are men who love women who love men
There are women who love women every now and then
There are men who love men because they can’t pretend
They are men who love women who love men
Men, men, men,
It’s a ship all filled with men,
So batten down the ladies’ room,
There’s no one here but men!
Women who fall in love
Women who need a shove
Women who can’t be beat
Get that woman in the back seat, yeah yeah
Women in the U.S.A.
Those women steal your heart away
Women into rock ‘n’ roll
Women who steal the show, go, go, go
Girls with guitars…
Girls with cars
Girls with cameras
Girls on game shows
Girls behind glass
Who are the real girls?
Tonight I’m gonna take that ride
Across the river to the Jersey side
Take my baby to the carnival
And I’ll take her on all the rides
'Cause down the shore everything’s all right
You and your baby on a Saturday night
You know all my dreams come true
When I’m walking down the street with you
Sha la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la
Sha la la la I’m in love with a Jersey girl
Another Saturday night and I ain’t got nobody
I’ve got some money cause I just got paid
Now how I wish I had someone to talk to
I’m in an awful way
That her kisses are as sweet as wine
And her kisses taste like myrrh
Her love is lost, like the man on the cross
And no more, the awful ache
I’m So Ronery
I’m so ronery
So ronery
So ronery and sadry arone
There’s no one
Just me onry
Sitting on my rittle throne
I work very hard and make up great prans
But nobody ristens, no one understands
Seems that no one takes me serirousry
And so I’m ronery
A little ronery
Poor rittre me
Love can be a sweet thing
Girl I just don’t understand
Made a game outta lovin’ you
Now I hold the losin’ hand
Oh, I musta got lost, musta got lost, musta got lost
Somewhere down the line
Musta got lost, I got lost, girl
Give away the days you were mine
Heartaches by the number
Troubles by the score
Everyday you love me less
Each day I love you more
We can beat around the bushes
we can get down to the bone
We can leave it in the parkin’ lot
But either way, there’s gonna be a heartache tonight, a heartache tonight I know
There’ll be a heartache tonight, a heartache tonight I know
It’s a long day livin’ in Reseda
There’s a freeway runnin’ through the yard
And I’m a bad boy, ‘cause I don’t even miss her
I’m a bad boy for breakin’ her heart
It was a beautiful day, the sun beat down
I had the radio on, I was drivin’
Trees flew by, me and Del were singin’ Little Runaway
I was flyin’
Yeah I’m runnin’ down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin’ on a mystery, goin’ wherever it leads
Runnin’ down a dream
Don’t have to be ashamed of the car I drive
I’m just glad to be here, happy to be alive
It don’t matter if you’re by my side
I’m satisfied