Only the lonely know the way I feel tonight
Only the lonely know this feeling ain't right
Now I'm a soldier, a lonely soldier
Away from home through no wish of my own
That's why I'm lonely, I'm Mr. Lonely
I wish that I could go back home
I WISH I had your happiness and you had a doo wack a doo wack a doo
Yeah you're ridin in a big Cadillacc
If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory
Of how they were answered by you
IF I were a carpenter
And you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway
Would you have my baby?
Take good care of my BA-A-A-BY
Please don't ever make her blu-u-u-ue
Just tell her that you love her
Make sure you're thinking of her
In everything you say and do-o-o-o
Please, PLEASE
DON'T eat the daisies
Don't eat the daisies...
I'll give you a DAISY a day, dear
I'll give you a daisy a day
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away
Let the four winds blow
Let'em blow let'em blow
From the east to the west
I love you the best
And nobody does it better, makes me feel sad for the rest.
Nobody does it half as good as you.
Baby, baby, baby you're the BEST!
And if you only would
For the rest of my days
I will whisper this phrase (but not spell it, necessarily)
My darling Cest si Bone
Listen,
Do you want to know a secret,
Do you promise not to tell, whoa oh, oh.
Closer,
Let me WHISPER in your ear,
Say the words you long to hear,
I'm in love with you.
Lend me your ear and I'll sing you a song
And I'll try not to sing out of key
Oh I get by with a little help from my friends
Well, i've gotta brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new KEY
I think that we should get together
And try them out ya see
Well I've got two lovers
And I ain't ashamed
I git two lovers
And I love them both the same
No me digas beaner,
Mr. Puñetero
Te sacaré un susto por racista y culero.
No me llames frijolero, Pinche gringo puñetero.
Now I wish I had a dime for every single time
I'VE GOT stared down for being in the wrong side of town.
And a rich man I'd be if I had that kind of chips
lately I wanna smack the mouths of these racists.
MOLOTOV-Frijolero
_That is probably the funniest song I've ever heard)
Welcome back baby
To the poor side of town
So she tells him she must go out for the evening,
to comfort an old friend who's feeling down,
but he knows where she's going, ya she's leaving,
she is heading for the cheating SIDE OF TOWN,
Eagles-Lying eyes.
Left a note that she hoped would say more
SHE'S LEAVING home
L.A. proved too much for the man,
So he's leavin' the life he's come to know,
He said he's goin' back to find
Ooh, what's left of his world,
The world he left behind
Not so long ago.
He's leaving,
On that midnight train to Georgia...
