Ambrosia Lyrics
Ambrosia Lyrics
"Angola Lyrics"
Moving Day Lyrics
Goodnight tomorrow is moving day Everything's in boxes waiting for This extended holiday Displaced, swallowed by the sprawl Sometimes the grandest openings Also the darkest
Goodnight tomorrow is moving day Everything's in boxes waiting for This extended holiday Displaced, swallowed by the sprawl Sometimes the grandest openings Also the darkest
(Puerta-Pack)
I was living in Angola,
Reading in the paper
'Bout the new depression
Got the States upset
Still, I just can't see
How only one TV
And two slightly used cars
Causes such regrets
In this country such as ours,
If we had these things,
We would either be European
Or descend from kings
Oh! Sometimes, you know,
I hung
Used Heart For Sale Lyrics
(Gary Allan/Jake Kelly) Chorus Used heart for sale Scatched and dented but it runs real well Like you a lot so I'll cut you a deal Used heart for sale First owner Peggy
er for more than food, (Gary Allan/Jake Kelly) Chorus Used heart for sale Scatched and dented but it runs real well Like you a lot so I'll cut you a deal Used heart for sale First owner Peggy
For more than the shelter
From the cold monsoons
I'd like swimmin' pools
And refrigerated air
And an extra room to spare
(No more ten to a room),
And a thinking color set
With a close-up zoom
But in this country such as ours,
If we had these things,
We'd be a U.N. delegation
Or a visiting queen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ye
Two Sides To Every Woman Lyrics
(Carlene Carter) It's right on the tips of her fingertips Trapped in the part between her lips She takes her time, delivers her line She never says she's sorry She only asks for
h, yeah, yeah(Carlene Carter) It's right on the tips of her fingertips Trapped in the part between her lips She takes her time, delivers her line She never says she's sorry She only asks for
And you remember well
The day when old Wall Street fell
And do you fear it again?
Still there is one major difference
In just how we see some things
What you call poor we call prosperity
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ooh! Sometimes, you know,
I hunger for more than food,
For more than the shelter
From the cold mon
The Mirror Lyrics
Hit in the face when you open a door Unconsiderate to yourself You are always out of tune to you Stepping back from where you are Nevers angle is one for all Fired by an unknown eye<
soons Hit in the face when you open a door Unconsiderate to yourself You are always out of tune to you Stepping back from where you are Nevers angle is one for all Fired by an unknown eye<
I'd like swimmin' pools
And refrigerated air
And an extra room to spare
(No more ten to a room),
And a thinking color set
With a close-up zoom
But in this country such as ours,
If we had these things,
We'd be a U.N. delegation
Or a visiting queen
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh Living in Angola ...