(Words by John Oates; Music by John Oates, George Bizet) To play to get rich And die baroque is wrong If you write a song for god Will he sing along
I saw the sun, though it didn't shine Gave up no shadows, gave out no way to know the time No wind to blow the silver leaves The drone of clever talk
Put on your feline finery "Da' Katz" are meeting down below If you feel like rocking with a Tabby, Tom, and Calico It'll dirty up your pedigree But we
Mighty high or low down Change around the words and they say Low is not the last one Cause you know, if you know You'd be learning from a hit lip Success
There's a chance that I don't know you Maybe I won't like you It's a long It's such a long Lady it's been a long time We were lovers in a different story
You and I have separate lives girl You and I go different ways on roads that cross When love and loss is ruled by fate People have a tragic habit Of
You must be thinking something But you ain't saying nothing You remember me, I used to be your boyfriend There ain't no point in reason It only gets
One for the money One song I'm writing for you And if you can't take me with you girl Take this Melody for a Memory Love in the morning Love in the late
Pleasure Beach You may look but never find That neglected place in time Like a dream just out of reach Pleasure Beach Not a place you left behind Or
To play to get rich And die baroque is wrong If you write a song for god Will he sing along While rows of robot symphonies read on Is that the way you
There was something about the way you left tonight That really tore my heart I remember the look in your eyes, it really ripped me apart Oh the look