When I get that feelin’, I want sexual healing. Helps to relieve my mind
You are always on my mind.
We’re playing those mind games together.
Pushing barriers, planting seeds
You ain’t gonna find nothin’ down here friend
Except seeds blowin’ up the highway in the south wind
Everybody knows this is nowhere
He’s a real nowhere man
Sitting in his nowhere land
Making all his nowhere plans for nobody
Well, your nobody called today
She hung up when I asked her name
Now, I wonder, does she think she’s being clever?
I didn’t phone you… and you didn’t phone me back.
When the phone didn’t ring, I knew it wasn’t you
Hello, hello, baby;
You called, I can’t hear a thing.
I have got no service
in the club, you see, see…
Wha-Wha-What did you say?
Oh, you’re breaking up on me…
Sorry, I cannot hear you,
I’m kinda busy.
Hello, this is Joannie. I’m sorry but I’m not home.
(No one said they had to be good songs).
You keep me hanging on the telephone
And if you never hear from him
That just means he didn’t call
And when I finally get through
On the telephone to you
There’ll be nobody home
Home, home on the range. Where the deer and the antelope play
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer
Had a very shiny nose
I’m wearing second hand hats
Second hand clothes
Thats why they call me
Second hand Rose
Love is a rose, but you better not pick it, it only grows when it’s on the vine.
I’m the man who murdered love