rgendwie weiss ich genau - du bist eine wunderbare Frau Und sowas lauft einem wirklich nicht so oft ubern weg Ist ja wirklich auch egal- du bist es ja
Clair, the moment I met you I swear I felt as if something Somewhere had happened to me Which I couldn't see And then the moment I met you again I knew
In a little while from now If I'm not feeling any less sour I promised myself to treat myself And visit a nearby tower And climbing to the top Will throw
Gilbert works alone, late into the night Dangling from a free way overpass He's welding rebar and sculpting concrete They're paving in the gap way out
I'm not dreaming of a white Christmas I'm not dreaming of a white Christmas All I'm dreaming of the whole day long Is a peaceful world Merry Christmas
You better not say what you're thinking That's if you don't want a slap. Tell the Mrs. she looks gorgeous and don't for God's sake, don't do that. Must
The day you came my way, I was such a fool to say All the things I said about you just to make you jealous But I've learnt my lesson then, now I'm prepared
Some people tell you you're better off dead Especially when you're in the very best of health Me I don't understand why Just like the din of those things
I should have known from the start this would happen From the moment we went anywhere If other women so much as looked at me You'd be Screaming blue murder
If you ever go to school Then you'll know that it's a fool Who believes a teachers pet Is a pupil like yourself For if I remember well My old teacher
Love peace and understanding makes no difference in the end What you need to survive mother nature will provide As long as you're In bed by ten Everybody
For those of you leaving to join a hunt The name of this album is "Back to Front" And those of you staying the whole way through The name of this song
Ladies and Gentlemen Allow me to present myself to you On this my first L.P. debut.
Oh no said I don't dare defy my word Don't you impede my heart Make my sight blurred Unless of course you feel That confrontations are funny Or sad with
Well I've been trying to make a living working eight hours a day But despite the overtime what I take home is a disgrace Still old con-lab-lib still Keeps
Who can tell when I'm not well And have no place to go? Who can see what I can see Before I even know? Who can climb up any mountain For no other reason
I love it but it doesn't knock me out I think it's great but it could be better I like it a lot, it's just not my cup of tea Yet if you were to change
Now that you're gone everything I do seems so wrong Nothing Is the same anymore then I'm to blame Even my toes usually so calm and composed Are arguing
