Lyrics:
Baby there's room in here
Just enough for two in here
Ain't nobody but you and me in here
Yeah, what can we do in here?
What can we do? What can
paint dry
Amazed by the limelight
I can't ever be afraid
I assumed there was only room for
My dreams in my dreams so I'd sleep
And repeat 'til the moon
room
We all love tragedy and it loves us too
It's a marriage made in Hollywood
Between greed and you
All you need to be a star is to die in open
Woke up this morning
You were lying by my side
My heart was filled with love
My soul was filled with fire
I thought of days gone by
And all
Destroyed, but what for?
When I get signed, homie, I'ma act a fool
Hit the dance floor, strobe lights in the room
Snatch your little secretary bitch for
built the whole thing nail by nail and brick by brick
Aw but, girl, what you did
Was put the singin' in the kitchen, the dancin' down the hallway
[Chorus]
I was high when the label said that I was dope
I was high in my eyes cus I had hope
I was high when I first had the taste of love
I was high when I
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse
Nothing in my purse
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse
How lovely it was
Lately when I'm in my room all by myself
In the solitary gloom I call to myself
Hey there, you with the stars in your eyes
Love never made
There was a time when I thought life was over and out
When you went away from me
My dying heart made it hard to breathe
Would sit in my room
With sheets of silk in between
Well, anyway, that's how it seemed
I thought I wanted to marry him
His face was sculpted by God
His words were
Thanks for the memory
Of sentimental verse
Nothing in my purse
And chuckles
When the preacher said
For better or for worse
How lovely it was
on probation
Paranoid, pull in the garage, one in the head
I'm on hydroponic nigga, full of bars and that red
I'm in camouflage and I fell in love with this
Saying "'momma' I don't understand;"
I remember the look of love in His eyes,
That I saw, by the touch of His hand.
Repeat Chorus
The King of all ages,
to
She was educated at this school called RADA
She was made to go by her mother
And financed by her father
She said Room 211 and I said (laugh) rather
on rock, I got rhythm in my soul
I was born to love the beat I was made for rock and roll
I thought it was a fad, thought that it would pass
But
and watch paint dry
Amazed by the limelight
I can't ever be afraid
I assumed there was only room for
My dreams in my dreams so I'd sleep and repeat 'til
Things that make you go, hmm
I was in the crib, sittin' by the fireplace
Drinkin' cocoa on the bear skin rug
The door bell rang, who could it
and pacin' but he was
Chasing (oh oh) paper (oh oh)
Caught up in the game, that was the last I heard
I will love you 'til the end of time
I would wait
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
on my bed stand by a tree
What were we feeling
What was love to us
The stagecoach would get held up
On a Sunday afternoon
We're dozing by
was.
Thanks for the memory
Of Schubert's Serenade,
Little things of jade
And traffic jams
And anagrams
And bills we never paid,
How lovely it
"It was given to me by my father", she said
"It was given to me"
She took the back way home
Past the lights at summerhill
Turn left on to the north
Cold, cold, cold
Cold, cold, cold
Freezing, it was freezing in that hotel
I had no money, my special friend was gone
The TV set was busted so
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