You feel so lonely when it's in the afternoon And you gotta face it all through the night Don't it make you believe That something's gonna have to happen
Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic Disco, disco mystic ... repeat
Mama, you tell me how's the family? And papa, tell me how thing's going by you? And little baby sister, I heard that you got married And I heard that
Hey, pretty baby Don't you think you might give me a chance Get it on with me Go down-town for some loving romance And I know I ain't nothing I ain't
Hey, hey, hey Hey now, there's a lovely girl And she's stealin' all your sheets Hey now, there's a lovely girl That's the kind of girl to meet, oh Hey
Stupid man, hitchhiking out of a good life He says, "Catch you when" And he thinks he's got big, big planes Gonna build a house upon some land Oh, Casey
And the actresses relate To the actor who comes home late After the plays have gone down And the crowds have scattered around Through the city lights
With you, life moves so fast With you, everything's the last Slow down Don't you think you could be less capricious I've met you, I don't have no death
I am neither breather or speaker I am neither walker or sleeper I am neither sister, brother, son or daughter So holding in my chest is my heart, ain?
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The market-place has nothing to sell Left alone it's awnings shiver Wind whistles through the wood Fish teeth snapping in a river Peaks puncture the
I heard the bells on Christmas Day their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought as
I have the invitation that you sent me You wanted me to see you change your name I couldn't stand to see you wed another But dear, I hope you're happy
I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old familiar carols play And wild and sweet the words repeat Of peace on earth goodwill to men I thought how
The father heard church bells at midnight A wrong time for church bells to chime He went to the tower, found a little girl there Said, "Why ring the bells
THE BELL THAT COULDN'T JINGLE WRITERS BURT BACHARCH, LARRY KUSIK A Christmas bell was crying then Santa heard it say - I just can't seem to jingle and
Then Santa said "Jack Frost will bring my Christmas gift to you And on Christmas Eve, you'll jingle Just like you were brand new" A Christmas bell was
The southern aurora was late again As I waited at central to take you home Winking, spinning, sparkling lights on our flat earth You talked about the