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Ride Ride Ride: Live in Concert (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Ride, Ride (Lynn Anderson) · Ride, Red, Ride (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Red, Ride in Hi-Fi (Henry "Red" Allen) · Ride Captain Ride: Anthology of Classics (The Blues Image) · Ride Red Ride (The Charioteers) · Ride Ranger Ride (Roy Rogers) · Ride, Boldly Ride: American Cowboy Songs (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Live at Soho (Dave Koz) – and 90 other albums »


danced like fools and acted like queens
Among the type with some red jeans

Soho nights were thrilling rides
The more fun we had, the more makeup would
was)
Last night in Soho I was dancing
(Last night in Soho it was)
Last night in Soho you were there
Easy come, easy go, let it ride in the city
When I walk around Soho
I remember Gamboa
There's a feeling
There's a beat
That hugs me like a boa

Walking by the docks
Whistling a samba
In
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom 
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run 
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up
Ridin round the world on a jet plane
Champagne First Class
That's the way I go to the show

Way up high
Cosmic vibe
Say goodbye
Take a ride
then walk away
Sharing a shower with shades of grey
One SoHo day in the rain

All the taxicabs dressed up in raincoats
Stop to offer us a ride
Many times
Rainstorm, brainstorm, faces in the maelstrom
Huddle by the puddles in the shadows where the drains run
Hot dogs, wet clogs clicking up
Soho
And walk away
If my dreams for us can't get you through
Just one more day
It's alright by me

God help me somehow
There's no time for survival left
Written by christine mcvie and eddy quintela.

Where are you darlin', when my
Moon is risin', and your
Sun is shinin' down

What are you doin',
and Jane got into change 
Jane left the Village after the war 
Jack stuck around to ride his rising star 
Jack worships Janey from afar 
Jack had a dream
A man with a tattoo
Made a rendez-vous
He met Lolita in a bar in Soho
The glitter on her lips
The way she moved her hips
Dancing to the beat
Fearless when he is stoned
Obsessed by dreams of what could've been
Trapped in his kingdom alone
Ride, ride on through   
Ride, ride through you  
Ride
Soho bars
And end up feeling sickie
And we're all making money
Lovely money

Rubber necks with cash to burn
Export criminals return
They keep
Two hungry girls, like a two headed torso
One blonde, one redhead
Handed me that bephemaline pandrine, soho ready
Sister says you wanna
Come
know 
How they got to be this way
You must have known I'd do this someday
Break my arms around the one I love
And be forgiven by the time my lover
Ride on, ride on friends of the black swan
Ride on, ride on do you know where she's gone
Gumdrops and Saturdays did Eric call by the way
He knew,
The clown you noticed stood right by your underside
And took a look at you
Enjoy the circus, take a ride on elephants you'd like
Tonight
and knows it.
Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out?

'Cause when you walked by
You know every guy
Noticed.

The way that your dress
Clings
A thumb goes up, a car goes by
It's nearly one A.M. and here am I
Hitchin' a ride, hitchin' a ride
Gotta get me home by the morning light

I got no
fire and sleep

The devil moon took me out of Soho
Up to Camden where the cold north winds blow
Sucked along by a winter shower
To stand beside your
Fearless when he is stoned
Obsessed by dreams of what could've been
Trapped in his kingdom alone
Ride, ride on through   
Ride, ride through you  
Ride
and knows it.
Don't suppose it would be cool if we hung out?

'Cause when you walked by
You know every guy
Noticed.

The way that your dress
Clings
A thumb goes up, a car goes by
It's nearly one a.m. and here am I
Hitchin' a ride, hitchin' a ride
Gotta get me home by the morning light

I got
Ever since I was a young boy,
I've played the silver ball.
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all.
But I ain't seen nothing like
Ever since I was a young boy
I've played the silver ball
From Soho down to Brighton
I must have played them all
But I ain't seen nothing like him