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Heart Of Glass

Once I had a love and it was a gas soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing only to find much o mistrust
Love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Much o mistrust
Love's gone behind
In between "what I find is pleasing" and "I'm feeling fine" love is so
confusing
There's no peace of mind if I fear I'm losing you
It's just no good you teasing like you do
Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising yeah
Yeah riding high on love's true bluish light
Once I had a love and it was a gas soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find much o mistrust
Love's gone behind


Dreaming

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure,
A movie or a measure,
I'll have a cup of tea
And tell you of my dreaming.

Chorus:
Dreaming, dreaming is free
Dreaming, dreaming is free

I don't want to live on charity
Measure's real or it is fantasy?
Real, too real is living rarity
People stop and stare at me
We just walk on by
We just keep on dreaming

Beat beat!
Walking up to a mile
Meet me!
Meet me at the turnstyle
I never met him, I'll never forget him
Dream dream!
In about a little while
Dream dream!
Building up the night and I'll fade away
Oh baby yeah

I sit by and and watch the river flow
I sit by and and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own
Something you can have at home
I'll build a road and go
Just to have some dreaming


The Tide Is High

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that oh no
It's not the things you do, that tease and hurt me bad
But it's the way you do the things, you do to me
Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait my dear 'till it's my turn


In The Flesh

Darling, darling, darling, I can't wait to see you
Your picture ain't enough
I can't wait to touch you, in the flesh
Darling, darling, darling, I can't wait to hear you
Remembering your love, is nothing without you in the flesh
Went walking one day on the lower east side

Met you with a girlfriend
You were so divine
She said; "Hands off this one sweetie, this boy is mine"
I couldn't resist you
I'm not deaf dumb and blind

Darling, darling, darling, now you're out of town
Those girls that you run with, they bring my head down
Darling, darling, darling, watch out if I see you
'Cause if you say hello It'll mean you wanna see me in the flesh
Ooh warm and soft in the flesh
Ooh close and hot in the flesh


Sunday Girl

I know a girl from a lonely street cold as ice cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes sunday girl
Hey I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide sunday girl

Hurry up hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues
Please come see what your lovin means to me

She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams sunday girl

"Baby I would like to go out tonight"
"If I go with you my folks'll get uptight"
Stay at home sunday girl uhh uhh uhh

Hé , j'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille. (Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl.)
Il semblait dans un autre monde. (Looks like he's in another world.)
Cours te cacher Sunday Girl. (Run and hide Sunday Girl.)
Quand je t'ai revu l'é té , (When I saw you again in the summertime,)
J'ai dé cidé si ton amour é tait pareil au mien, (if your love was as sweet as mine,)
Je pourrais ê tre Sunday Girl. (I could be Sunday's girl.)
Dé pê che-toi, dé pê che-toi et attends. (Hurry up, hurry up and wait.)
Toute la semaine absent et pourtant j'attends. (All week away, and still I wait.)
J'ai le cafard, je t'en prie viens voir (I got the blues, please come see)
Ce que ton amour repré sente pour moi. (what your loving means to me.)

Hé , j'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille
Il semblait dans un autre monde
Cours te cacher Sunday girl

I got the blues.

When I saw you again in the summer time
If your love was as sweet as mine I could be sunday's girl


Hanging On The Telephone

I'm in the phone booth it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer I'll just ring it off the wall
I know he's there but I just had to call
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I heard your mother now she's going out the door
Did she go to work or just go to the store?
All those things she said I told you to ignore
Oh why can't we talk again?
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
It's good to hear your voice you know it's been so long
If I don't get your calls then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I'd like to talk when I can show you my affection
Oh I can't control myself!
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Oh hang there unrelieved!


Rapture

Toe to toe dancing very close
Body breathing almost comatose
Wall to wall people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back sacroiliac
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Face to face sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning I said "My My"
Flash is fast flash is cool
Francois c'est pas flashe non due
And you don't stop sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop
You keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face
Dance cheek to cheek
One to one
Man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars
Yeah wall to wall
Door to door
Hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture
Be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to the punk rock
back to back, body muscular spinless movement, bite the jugular one to one (?)technology
And a (?) ardour, no sign of saviour in Rapture
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip hop
And you don't stop
Just blast off sure shot
Because the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!Toe to toe dancing very close
Body breathing almost comatose
Wall to wall people hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture
Back to back sacroiliac
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Face to face sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty four hour shopping in rapture
Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning I said "My My"
Flash is fast flash is cool
Francois c'est pas flashe non due
And you don't stop sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop
You keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face
Dance cheek to cheek
One to one
Man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move too slow 'cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars
Yeah wall to wall
Door to door
Hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture
Be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain
Paint a train
You'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop to the punk rock
back to back, body muscular spinless movement, bite the jugular one to one (?)technology
And a (?) ardour, no sign of saviour in Rapture
Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip hop
And you don't stop
Just blast off sure shot
Because the man from Mars stopped eating cars
And eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!


One Way Or Another

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meetcha, meetcha, meetcha, meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha....ah....

I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around.....

One way or another, I'm gonna find ya'
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya'
I'm gonna getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya'
I'm gonna meetcha, meetcha, meetcha, meetcha
One day, maybe next week
I'm gonna meetcha....ah....

And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out.....

(break)

One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip
A slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya'....I'm gonna trick ya'.....
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna trick ya', trick ya', trick ya', trick ya'
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya'
I'm gonna give you the slip!!

I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all, find out who ya' call
Lead you to the supermarket
Check out some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd

One way or another I'm gonna getcha' (where I can see it all, find out who
ya' call) I'll getcha, I'll getcha, getcha, getcha, getcha....!!!

Repeats and fades


(I'm Always Touched) By Your Presence Dear

Was it destiny?
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance?
Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense
It's really not true
You can read my hand I've got no defense
When you send your messages, whispered loud and clear
I'm always touched by your presence dear
Floating pass the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies
Stay awake at night and count your REM's
When you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear


Call Me

Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're comin' from

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) oh my love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, he speaks the languages of love
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, amore, chiamami, chiamami
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day-ay

Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me in a sweet design
Call me (call me), call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me)
Oh, call me, oo-hoo-hah
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime


Atomic

Ah hah make me tonight
Tonight make it right
Ah hah make me tonight
Tonight tonight

Ah hah make it magnificient tonight
Oh your hair is beautiful tonight
Atomic

Tonight make it magnificient
Tonight make me tonight

Your hair is beautiful tonight
Oh Atomic
Oh Atomic
Oh Atomic


Rip Her To Shreds

Hey psst psst here she comes now
Oh you know her
Would ya look at that hair
Yeah you know her
Check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues
She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar
Ehhh, she's so dull come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull come on rip her to shreds
Oh you know her "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah you know her "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow
Green mascara
Yuck
She's too much
She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen
Ehhh, she's so dull come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull come on rip her to shreds
She got the nerve to tell me she's not "on it"
But her expression is too serene
Yeah she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene
Ehhh, she's so dull come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull
Rip her to shreds
Oh you know her "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah you know her "Vera Vogue" on parade
Yeah you know her with the fish eating grin
She's so dull
Yeah she got the nerve to tell me
Huh she's so dull
Yeah there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
She take her boat to Hong Kong
Well bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon




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