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Sometimes Love Just Ain't Enough ~ Patty Smyth and Don Henley

I dont wanna lose you,

I dont wanna use you

Just to have somebody by my side

And I dont wanna hate you

I dont wanna take you

But I dont wanna be the one to cry

That dont really matter to anyone, anymore

But like a fool I keep losing my place

And I keep seeing you walk through that door

But theres a danger in loving somebody too much

And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust

Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are

Baby sometimes love just aint enough

Now I could never change you

I dont wanna blame you

Baby you dont have to take the fall

Yes I may have hurt you

But I did not desert you

Maybe I just wanna have it all

It makes a sound like thunder

It makes me feel like rain

And like a fool who will never see the truth

I keep thinking somethings gonna change

But theres a danger in loving somebody too much

And its sad when you know its your heart you cant trust

Theres a reason why people dont stay where they are

Baby sometimes love just aint enough

And theres no way home

When its late at night and youre all alone

Are there things that you wanted to say

Do you feel me beside you in your bed

There beside you where I used to lay

And theres a danger in loving somebody too much

And its sad when you know its your heart they cant touch.

Theres a reason why people dont stay who they are

Cause baby sometimes love just aint enough.

Baby sometimes love just aint enough.

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Waiting on a Friend- The Rolling Stones

Watching girls go passing by

It ain't the latest thing

I'm just standing in a doorway

I'm just trying to make some sense

Out of these girls go passing by

The tales they tell of men

I'm not waiting on a lady

I'm just waiting on a friend

A smile relieves a heart that grieves

Remember what I said

I'm not waiting on a lady

I'm just waiting on a friend

I'm just waiting on a friend

Don't need a whore

I don't need no booze

Don't need a virgin priest

But I need someone I can cry to

I need someone to protect

Making love and breaking hearts

It is a game for youth

But I'm not waiting on a lady

I'm just waiting on a friend

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For his age, he's wise

He's got his mother's eyes

There's gladness in his heart

He's young and he's wild

My only prayer is, if I can't be there,

Lord, protect my child

As his youth now unfolds

He is centuries old

Just to see him at play makes me smile

No matter what happens to me

No matter what my destiny

Lord, protect my child

While the world is asleep

You can look at it and weep

Few things you find are worthwhile

And though I don't ask for much

No material things to touch

Lord, protect my child

He's young and on fire

Full of hope and desire

In a world that's been raped, raped and defiled

If I fall along the way

And can't see another day

Lord, protect my child

There'll be a time I hear tell

When all will be well

When God and man will be reconciled

But until men lose their chains

And righteousness reigns

Lord, protect my child

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The BeeGees~To Love Somebody

There's a light

A certain kind of light

That never shone on me

I want my life to be lived with you

Lived with you

There's a way everybody say

To do each and every little thing

But what does it bring

If I ain't got you, ain't got

Hey baby

You don't know what it's like, baby

You don't know what it's like

To love somebody

To love somebody

The way I love you

In my brain

I see your face again

I know my frame of mind

You ain't got to be so blind

And I'm blind, so, so, so blind

I'm a man, can't you see what I am

I live and breathe for you

But what good does it do

If I ain't got you, ain't got

Hey baby

You don't know what it's like, baby

You don't know what it's like

To love somebody

To love somebody

The way I love you

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Loser - Beck

In the time of chimpanzees, I was a monkey.

Butane in my veins and now I've become the junkie

With the plastic eyeballs, spray paint the vegetables,

dog food stalls with the beefcake pantyhose.

Kill the headlights and put it in neutral.

Stock car flamin' with a loser and the cruise control.

Baby's in Reno with the vitamin D,

Got a couple of couches, sleep on the love seat.

Someone keeps sayin' I'm insane to complain

About a shotgun wedding and a stain on my shirt.

Don't believe everything that you breathe,

You get a parking violation and a maggot on your sleeve,

So shave your face with some mace in the dark,

Savin' all your food stamps and burnin' down the trailer park.

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Forces of evil in a bozo nightmare

Banned all the music with a phony gas chamber,

'Cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag,

One's got on the pole, shove the other in a bag.

With the rerun shows and the cocaine nose job,

The daytime crap with the folksinger slop,

He hung himself with a guitar string.

Slap the turkey neck and it's hangin' on a pigeon wing.

You can't write if you can't relate,

Trade the cash for the beef for the body for the hate.

And my time is a piece of wax fallin' on a termite

That's chokin' on the splinters.

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

(Get crazy with the Cheeze Whiz!)

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soooooooyy.... Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

Soy un perdedor!!

I'm a loser, baby, so why don't you kill me?

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Nickelback ~ Photograph

Look at this photograph

Every time I do it makes me laugh

How did our eyes get so red

And what the hell is on Joey's head

And this is where I grew up

I think the present owner fixed it up

I never knew we'd ever went without

The second floor is hard for sneaking out

And this is where I went to school

Most of the time had better things to do

Criminal record says I've broke in twice

I must have done it half a dozen times

I wonder if it's too late

Should I go back and try to graduate

Life's better now than it was back then

If I was them I wouldn't let me in

Oh oh oh

Oh god I, I

Every memory of looking out the back door

I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor

It's hard to say it,

time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's so hard to say it,

time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

Remember the old arcade

Blew every dollar that we ever made

The cops hated us hanging out

They say somebody went and burned it down

We used to listen to the radio

And sing along with every song we'd know

We said someday we'd find out how it feels

To sing to more than just the steering wheel

Kim's the first girl I kissed

I was so nervous that I nearly missed

She's had a couple of kids since then

I haven't seen her since God knows when

Oh oh oh

Oh god I, I

Every memory of looking out the back door

I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor

It's so hard to say it,

time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's hard to say it,

time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

I miss that town

I miss the faces

You can't erase

You can't replace it

I miss it now

I can't believe it

So hard to stay

Too hard to leave it

Oh I could relive those days

I don't know one thing that would never change

Every memory of looking out the back door

I have the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor

It's hard to say it, time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

Every memory of walking out the front door

I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for

It's hard to say it,

time to say it

Goodbye goodbye

Look at this photograph

Every time I do it makes me laugh

Every time I do it makes me

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Something Stupid

Writer(s): parks

I know I stand in line, until you think you have the time

To spend an evening with me

And if we go someplace to dance, I know that there’s a chance

You won’t be leaving with me

And afterwards we drop into a quiet little place

And have a drink or two

And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid

Like: I love you

I can see it in your eyes, that you despise the same old lies

You heard the night before

And though it’s just a line to you, for me it’s true

It never seemed so right before

I practice every day to find some clever lines to say

To make the meaning come through

But then I think I’ll wait until the evening gets late

And I’m alone with you

The time is right your perfume fills my head, the stars get red

And oh the night’s so blue

And then I go and spoil it all, by saying something stupid

Like: I love you

(I love you, I love you,...)

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I'm Tired

Lili Von Shtupp

from Blazing Saddles

Here I stand, the goddess of Desire,

set men on fire,

I have this power,

morning noon and night it's drink and dancing,

some quick romancing,

and then a quick shower,

stage door johnnies always surround me,

they always hound me,

with one request,

who can satisfy their lustful habits,

I'm not a rabbit!

I need some rest!

I'm tired,

sick and tired of love,

I've had my fill of love,

from below and above,

tired,

tired of being admired,

tired of love uninspired,

let's face it,

I'm tired!

I've been with 1000's of men,

again and again,

they promise the moon,

they always coming and going,

going and coming,

and always too soon!

Right girls?

I'm tired,

tired of playing the game,

ain't it a crying shame?

I'm so tired,

G*d d*mmit I'm tired!

Hello cowboy, what's your name?

Tex 'mam

Tex 'mam ? Tell me Tex'mam, are you in show business?

No

We'll then why don't you get your freaking feet off the stage?

La ha

Ah ha he hu...

Hello handsome, is that a 10 gallon hat? Or are you just enjoying the show?

Ah ha ah...

Oh miss lilly, oh my laby, oh my pussy cat, put it there baby, put it... ohhhhh

I'm tired,

tired of playing the game,

ain't it a crying shame,

I'm so tired

[soldiers:]

she's tired

-she's tired

sick and tired of love

-give her a break

she's had her fill of love

-she's not a snake

from bellow and above

-can't you see she's sick?

tired

-she's bushed

tired of being admired

-let her alone

tired of love uninspired

-get off the phone

she's tired

-don't you know she's pooped?

I've been with 1000's of men,

again and again,

they sing the same toon,

the start with Byron and Shelly,

and jump on your belly,

and bust your ballon!

aye!

tired,

tired of playing the game,

ain't it a freakin shame,

I'm so...

let's face it,

everything below the waste is kapput!

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Its not over

Daughtry

I was blown away.

What could I say?

It all seemed to make sense.

You've taken away everything,

And I can't deal with that.

I try to see the good in life,

But good things in life are hard to find.

We'll blow it away, blow it away.

Can we make this something good?

Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.

Let's start over.

I'll try to do it right this time around.

It's not over.

'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.

This love is killing me,

But you're the only one.

It's not over.

Taken all I could take,

And I cannot wait.

We're wasting too much time

Being strong, holding on.

Can't let it bring us down.

My life with you means everything,

So I won't give up that easily.

I'll blow it away, blow it away.

Can we make this something good?

'Cause it's all misunderstood.

Well, I'll try to do it right this time around.

Let's start over.

I'll try to do it right this time around.

It's not over.

'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.

This love is killing me,

But you're the only one.

It's not over.

We can't let this get away.

Let it out, let it out.

Don't get caught up in yourself.

Let it out.

Let's start over.

I'll try to do it right this time around.

It's not over.

'Cause a part of me is dead and in the ground.

This love is killing me,

But you're the only one.

It's not over.

Let's start over.

It's not over, yeah...

This love is killing me,

But you're the only one.

It's not over.

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Livin' on a Prayer

Once upon a time

Not so long ago

Tommy used to work on the docks

Union’s been on strike

He’s down on his luck...it’s tough, so tough

Gina works the diner all day

Working for her man, she brings home her pay

For love - for love

She says we’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got

’cause it doesn’t make a difference

If we make it or not

We’ve got each other and that’s a lot

For love - we’ll give it a shot

Chorus:

Whooah, we’re half way there

Livin’ on a prayer

Take my hand and we’ll make it - I swear

Livin’ on a prayer

Tommy’s got his six string in hock

Now he’s holding in what he used

To make it talk - so tough, it’s tough

Gina dreams of running away

When she cries in the night

Tommy whispers baby it’s okay, someday

We’ve got to hold on to what we’ve got

’cause it doesn’t make a difference

If we make it or not

We’ve got each other and that’s a lot

For love - we’ll give it a shot

Chorus

We’ve got to hold on ready or not

You live for the fight when it’s all that you’ve got

Chorus

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Alice Cooper - No More Mister Nice Guy

I used to be such a sweet, sweet thing

'Til they got a hold of me.

I opened doors for little old ladies,

I helped the blind to see.

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.

They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down

And I'm feeling mean.

No more Mister Nice Guy,

No more Mister Clean,

No more Mister Nice Guy,

They say he's sick, he's obscene.

I got no friends 'cause they read the papers.

They can't be seen with me and I'm gettin' real shot down

And I'm feeling mean.

No more Mister Nice Guy,

No more Mister Clean,

No more Mister Nice Guy,

They say he's sick, he's obscene.

My dog bit me on the leg today.

My cat clawed my eyes.

Ma's been thrown out of the social circle,

And dad has to hide.

I went to church incognito.

When everybody rose, the Reverend Smith,

He recognized me,

And punched me in the nose.

No more Mister Nice Guy,

No more Mister Clean,

No more Mister Nice Guy,

They say he's sick, he's obscene.

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SHATTERED

(M. Jagger/K. Richards)

Uh-huh, shattered

Shattered, shattered

Love and hope and sex and dreams

Are still surviving on the street

Look at me, I'm in tatters!

I'm a shattered

Shattered

Friends are so alarming

My lover's never charming

Life's just a cocktail party on the street

Big Apple

People dressed in plastic bags

Directing traffic

Some kind of fashion

Shattered

Laughter, joy, and loneliness and sex and sex and sex and sex

Look at me, I'm in tatters

I'm a shattered

Shattered

All this chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter, chitter-chatter 'bout

Shmatta, shmatta, shmatta -- I can't give it away on 7th Avenue

This town's been wearing tatters (shattered, shattered)

Work and work for love and sex

Ain't you hungry for success, success, success, success

Does it matter? (Shattered) Does it matter?

I'm shattered.

Shattered

Ahhh, look at me, I'm a shattered

I'm a shattered

Look at me- I'm a shattered, yeah

Pride and joy and greed and sex

That's what makes our town the best

Pride and joy and dirty dreams and still surviving on the street

And look at me, I'm in tatters, yeah

I've been battered, what does it matter

Does it matter, uh-huh

Does it matter, uh-huh, I'm a shattered

Don't you know the crime rate is going up, up, up, up, up

To live in this town you must be tough, tough, tough, tough, tough!

You got rats on the west side

Bed bugs uptown

What a mess this town's in tatters I've been shattered

My brain's been battered, splattered all over Manhattan

Uh-huh, this town's full of money grabbers

Go ahead, bite the Big Apple, don't mind the maggots, huh

Shadoobie, my brain's been battered

My friends they come around they

Flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter, flatter

Pile it up, pile it high on the platter

 

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I love that whole album. I guess its because that album (Revolver), along with rubber soul, marks the transition into The Beatles later stuff (dont get me wrong- I love their early songs too). That and the drumming on 'Tomorrow Never Knows'.

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