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Nothing Compares 2 U (SinĂ©ad O'Connor) · Stripped/Nothing Compares 2 U (Shiny Toy Guns) · Capital Cities (Capital Cities) · No Me Compares (Alejandro Sanz) · No Me Compares (Alejandro Sanz) · No Me Compares (Frankie Negron) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing [Castle] (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing [Captain Oi] (Discharge) · Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing (Discharge) – and 90 other albums »


riding 
Down that old eight lane 
I passed by a thousand signs 
Looking for my own name 

I went with nothing 
But the thought you'd be there too
eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went
riding 
Down that old eight lane 
I passed by a thousand signs 
Looking for my own name 

I went with nothing 
But the thought you'd be there too
Jesus, don't you wait up
Jesus, I'll be home soon
Yeah I went out for the papers
Told her I'd be back by noon

Yeah I left with nothing
But the thought
that ol' eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing

But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you
of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,
Plenty of nothing you haven't got
How can love survive?

No rides for us on the top
ol'eight lane
I passed by a thousand signs
Looking for my own name

I went with nothing
But the thought you'd be there too
Looking for you

I went
means, I got a pocket full of dreams
Baby, I'm from New York
Concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New
the sky
Where the air gets scared when the planes go by
But you can hop up on my shell
When we crawl across the highway"

Yeah, we were two rocks when
of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,
Plenty of nothing you haven't got
How can love survive?

No rides for us on the top
Whoa

All these dreams and all these plans
I built them all with these two hands
Everything, I've realized my dreams
The city lights shine down
All these dreams and all these plans 
I built them all with these two hands 
Everything I've realized my dreams 
City lights shine down and they
I take a couple uppers
I down a couple downers
But nothing compares
To these blue and yellow purple pills

I've been to mushroom mountain
Once
a mortgagee
Nary a care in the world have we
How can love survive?

You're fond of bonds and you own a lot
I have a plane and a diesel yacht
Plenty of nothing
[Chorus]
But Technicolor's got me in her open arms,
I'm just a slave to her whims and charms
I've read books, but nothing compares
To watching her awards
street
Compares with Mott Street
In July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.

The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
it by any means
I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from
New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now
a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from
New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now you're in New York
These streets
it by any means
I got a pocketful of dreams
Baby, I'm from
New York, concrete jungle where dreams are made of
There's nothing you can't do
Now
won't forget

For so long I've waited for the chance
To be with you
And to lie with you baby
In my dreams I take you by the hand
In our house
of bonds and you own a lot.
I have a plane and a diesel yacht,
Plenty of nothing you haven't got
How can love survive?

No rides for us on the top
street
Compares with Mott Street
In July?
Sweet pushcarts gently gliding by.

The great big city's a wondrous toy
Just made for a girl and boy --
With the light shining down as you fall to your knees
To repent would be nothing but lies
One, two, three, four!

Oh when the Devil?s angels come
Voices in the air
I hear them loud and clear
Telling me to listen
Whispers in my ear
Nothing can compare
I just wanna listen

As my, world turns
over town
Strictly bitch, you don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound
Getting paid is a forte
Each and every day, true player way