Coat check girl up in happy land Has a violent row with a Cuban man Julio leaves in a drunken rage Comes back with the gasoline The club has no fire exit
Telephone call for Mr. Bones Dear Mr. Bones, we've had enough You can try, to pull us down With your pinstripe weasel stuff But word travels in this
Destroyed by MTV I hate to bite the hand that feeds me So much information The pressure's on the screen To sell you things that you don't need It's too
Here we stand In the shadow of the master plan Makin' trouble wherever we can Stir it up, stir it up, stir it up Can't you see This boy is going cheap
Just come softly to me In the shelter of my heart I watch you from my window Working this vicious road You shudder when the wind blows Girl you're looking
Shotgun Get it together Thing is jumpin' I wanna see your Bullets pumpin' Shotgun Itchy finger On the trigger Got to make the Shooter bigger Shotgun
Breath after breath Ama! danca Every day I wake up in this room And I don't know Where I come from Where I'm going to Then I hear the voice Senhora
Here she comes Better watch your step She's going to break your heart in two, it's true It's not hard to realize Just look into those false colored eyes
The moment I wake up Before I put on my makeup I say a little pray for you While combing my hair now, And wondering what dress to wear now, I say a little
There once was an Indian brave by the name of yellow hand He fell in love with a maiden know as white sands They vowed their love would last forever more
OCHESTRA and CHORUS: Let's not waste a moment, Let's not lose a day; (There's no reason in the world, No reason in the world) There's a short forever
Lately last night, I was asked to a wedding, The wedding of one who proved unkind, For all that day as she thought of her bridegroom, Thoughts of another
Oh Maria, I'm so sorry I wrecked your wedding You've just gotta believe me But just the thought of you takin' your clothes off for that jerk Oh, it got
(Marius and Cosette lead a wedding procession) CHORUS Ring out the bells Upon this day of days! May all the angels Of the Lord above In jubilation
All I am I give to you You'll honor me, I'll obey you Rich or poor or come what may We'll forsake all other love Just we two, one flesh, one blood In
There will be days, we'll be in each others way Down each others throats, like you wouldn't believe But then who, was it said, married life begins in
I understand you needing And wanting is no crime But I can't help feeling That you and your mother Are just wasting your time Choosing Saturdays in Summer
Doo lang doo da lang a lang doo lang Doo lang doo da lang a lang doo lang Heavenly eyes come see the moon I think it's shinin' Or would you rather up