I found myself on my knees in prayer The consequence of my deep despair Now I must speak, get it off my chest It ain't no joke and it ain't no jest Every
So say one and so say all Say what you gotta say Or don't say nothing at all You been tossin' and turnin' through soft sticky nights While the Bronx
Oh Donna You made me stand up You made me sit down, Donna Sit down, Donna Sit down You made stand up Donna waiting by the telephone Donna waiting
I went to a party at the local county jail All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail But the guys were indiscreet They were brawling in
Bluebird take me on your wing Teach me how to fly Teach me how to sing Bluebird, guardian of my soul Inside everybody Is a story to be told I came in
You promised me a life You promised me everything would change Even said you'd be my wife Ooh now you're gone You told me I was handsome Even told me
I looked in the mirror (What did you see looking at you?) I saw a nine stone weakling (What will you do?) Dynamic Tension waiting for you? Dynamic
Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny don't do it Johnny was an angel An angel dressed in black He used to hang around
I got me a job on the local paper Everybody there thinks I'm nice But they'd better look twice `Cos it isn't me I wanna be Headline hustler Scandal
Ships don't just disappear in the night Do they? People don't really die of fright Do they? We all know it just ain't so So don't be afraid when
When you open your eyes To a brand new morning And the sun shines Above you You pull on your breeches and say Oh well, It's the start of a brand new day
I'm dancing on the White House lawn Sipping tea by the Taj Mahal at dawn Hanging round the gardens of Babylon Minnie Mouse has got it all sewn up She
Nobody sends me birthday cards Nobody brings me flowers I'm just here for operations I've been out for hours When I come to I'll wet my bed `Cos
Hum drum days And a hum drum ways Hey kids, let me tell you how I met your mom We were dancin' and romancin' at the Senior Prom It was no infatuation
Another fish head in the dustbin Another loser in the queue for the soup kitchen Another reason for a visit We think you'd better come down Another nigger
She doesn't need money She doesn't need diamonds She's lookin' for pretty things She doesn't want romance She doesn't need finance She's looking for rendezvous
Gimme your body Gimme your mind Open your heart Pull down the blind Gimme your love gimme it all Gimme in the kitchen gimme in the hall Art for
Co-starring you And co-starring me Starring us both together The film of my love Will travel the world Forever and ever and ever A back lot romance A