Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat
Beat on the brat with a baseball bat
Oh yeah, oh yeah, uh-oh
A bad little kid moved into my neighborhood
He won’t do nothing right just sitting down and look so good
He don’t want to go to school and learn to read and write
Just sits around the house and plays the rock and roll music all night
Well, he put some tacks on teachers chair
Puts chewing gum in little girl’s hair
Man, junior, behave yourself
Well, he went down to dinner in his Sunday best
Excitable boy, they all said
And he rubbed the pot roast all over his chest
Excitable boy, they all said
Well, he’s just an excitable boy
A mother sings a lullaby to a child
Sometime in the future the boy goes wild
And all his nerves are feeling some kind of energy
Clarissa Jones’s kid aged 16 hated his heavy old shoes.
He wanted fine strides like the studs on the street, and they’d know he’d been paying his dues.
Clarissa Jones’s kid got busted, she was three days gettin’ the news.
They gave him a meal, a shower and a uniform, and two old heavy shoes.
Clarissa Jones where are you going,
It’s cold and the wind is blowing through your bones.
And where, where, where is your man, Clarissa Jones?
Me and Mrs. Jones
We got a thing goin’ on
We both know that it’s wrong
But it’s much too strong
To let it go now
I can feel the waves of your gorgeous love
And it hurts to think that this is seen as wrong.
I can take your pain, anything, to overcome our fear
And we’re strong, strong enough to prove it.
If loving you is wrong, I don’t want to be right
If being right means being without you, I’d rather be wrong than right
Right now, hey
It’s your tomorrow
Right now,
C’mon, it’s everything
Right now,
Catch that magic moment, and do it right,
Right now
Right now, oh, right now
It’s what’s happening?
Right here and now
Right now
It’s right now
This magic moment, so different and so new
Was like any other until I kissed you
And then it happened, it took me by surprise
I knew that you felt it too, by the look in your eyes
Just one kiss from your sweet lips will tell me that your love is real
And I can feel that it’s true
We will vow to one another that there’ll never be any other
Love for you or for me
Young love first love…
Young love
Say a prayer in the darkness for the magic to come
Cause no matter what it seems, tonight is what it means to be young
Don’t say a prayer for me now
Save it til the morning after
There’s got to be a morning after
If we can hold on through the night
We have a chance to find the sunshine
Let’s keep on looking for the light
There’s a light
OVER AT THE FRANKENSTEIN PLACE
There’s a li-i-i-i-i-i-ight
BURNING IN THE FIREPLACE
There’s a light, li-ight, in the darkness
Of everybody’s life
There’s a light
A certain kind of light
That never shone on me
I want my life to be lived with you
Lived with you
There’s a way everybody say
To do each and every little thing
But what does it bring
If I ain’t got you, ain’t got? Hey babe
Give me your arm as we cross the street
Call me at six on the dot
A line a day when you’re far away
Little things mean a lot
And you know I love those little things that I knew
The little things you whispered in my ear
I know there ain’t nobody else like you
No one could do the little things you do
Touched
You say that I am too
So much
Of what you say is true
I’ll never find someone quite like you
Again
But it just might be a lunatic you’re looking for