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Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
Open the door, Richard
Open the door and let me in 
Open the door, Richard 
Richard, why don't you open that door

I met old zeke standing
on time to close
Richard, you haven't really changed, I said
It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You got tombs in your
on time to close
Richard, you haven't really changed, I said
It's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You got tombs in your
Pebbles got Richard Marx’s ballad “At the Beginning”
It feels like sloppy poetry the way her life would end
After sending Mariah Carrey’s “Any Time You
out
Welcome the passion of the groove

The golden years
The silver tears
You wore a tie like Richard Gere
I want to get down
You spin me around
out
Welcome the passion of the groove

The golden years
The silver tears
You wore a tie like Richard Gere
I want to get down
You spin me around
the hill

Shake shake mama like a ship going out to sea
Shake shake mama like a ship going out to sea
You took all my money and you gave it to Richard Lee
there stopped to think
What our lives might be like today
If Karl Marx was as good a salesman
As Walt Disney

The bacon brought
You home to cook
David the world can only take so much 
And with you around, we're in for a really hard time 

Jagger and Richards, game for a laugh 
Dancing us down
heaven
Couldn't make your day

Pledge allegiance unto Marx
The workers off to war
Bonded brothers under red
Sickle hammer star

Brick by brick they
on
Viva la Revolution, long live the revolution

You had your Che Guevara poster,
Your books by Marx and Mao
And you got yourself a new haircut
To help
getting on time to close"

Richard, you haven't really changed, I said
That's just now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head
You've got
heaven
Couldn't make your day

Pledge allegiance unto Marx
The workers off to war
Bonded brothers under red
Sickle hammer star

Brick by brick they
car and take a drive
And you will see
You'll be rocking just like me

If you don't want to dance
You can watch the band play-
I can guarantee you
so hard to find my way 

you can say what you want 
you can do what you do 
but sometimes some things are chosen for you 
the life that you want
"Oh yeah it is!" 
"Colour is not important." 
Lick a shot! 
"Oh!" 

Comin' at ya 
"Fire!" 
Zippedy do da, zippedy hey 
Cried oh my, want
Words and music by randy owen, jeff cook, and richard scott
I got something cookin' and I'm boilin' way down deep.
While I'm hot and bothered why
to be the King of Jordan
I don't want to be the King of Jordon
We are humbled by the sight
Of crown and sceptre in its glory
Tall dark handsome
You can be ...
You can roll out of you seats
I know what I want, baby
But you know exactly what I need

Oh run with me
I'll show you what life is
café on the boulevard
Looking hunkered down blown around
I've forgotten what I'm out here for
I stood alone last night by the streetlight, aching for you
Written by richard kerr & graham lyle

The last guest has gone

I can tell you're as thankful as I

A good time was had by all

And a little wine

I
And it's not Shakespearean if they lose. 

So do what you want, 
Do what the voices tell you, 
But don't ever say that we didn't warn you. 

He said
crazy 
'Cause you're saying all the things I want to say to you
(You say) everything I do is driven by you 
Everything we do, oh yeah, everything we do
crazy 
'Cause you're saying all the things I want to say to you
(You say) everything I do is driven by you 
Everything we do, oh yeah, everything we do