Lyrics:
walking down the street
You'd better
Stop real still, look both ways
Listen or you'll get in trouble
When you see her go struttin' by
Giving you
and rest on the other side
Oh you talk about the good times, talk about the good times
Talk about the good times
I'm gonna see all the friends I knew
when I was just about knee high
Skinning the knuckles with my two bare hands but they never heard me cry
I remember walkin' down the road and hearin'
my doggie home
So while you're gone I'll kneel beside him, sir and I'll pray."
But when I returned he had his little pal upon his knee
your Mama doesn't see
I'll take you with me"
If it was up to me, we'd do everything together
And when you're young like that, you think those days
When Madam Pompadour was on a ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen "Obviously,"
"The madam has the cutest personality"
And think of all
When Madam Pompadour was on a ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen "Obviously,"
"The madam has the cutest personality"
And think of all
When Madam Pompadour was on a ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen "Obviously,"
"The madam has the cutest personality"
And think of all
still do it for you, babe
They all warned us about times like this
They say the road gets hard and you get lost
When you're led by blind faith
Blind
Clown town, clown town
No joy around town and you see
That's just where I've been stayin'
Since you made a clown out of me
Baby, won't you come
to touch a star (a star)
Trying to catch joy in other's jar
And yes by far I'm so much further than they are
Hey
[Chorus]
Turn the radio on, let
these dragons, I've got these dolphins
All inscribed on me indelibly
I've had bad reactions, bad infections
Even Hepatitis C
My friends think that I
keeps giving them hope
And just when you think they'd be crying
Instead of the tears, there's joy in their eyes
[Chorus]
What kind of joy is this
you down
'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields
Nothing is real
And nothing to get hung about
Strawberry Fields forever
No one I think is in my
eyes I heard him say
"One of these days you're gonna love me
You'll sit down by yourself and think
About the times you pushed and shoved me
you know but I'm actually Michael Jackson
The man I see in the mirror is actually goin' platinum
Unthinkable when I think of the way these niggas been
the feelings I get
When I think of all the things about them
Daddy, I miss them
I'm at the Roadrunner Cafe
I'm probably running away from the thoughts in
to the seasons holidays that be
By the E to the N to the V-O-G-U-E
When I hear, the bells ring
I think of you, and I start to sing
You hold me tight, all
pushed away, didn't think I'd live to see another day
Cried some tears and couldn't pray and when I'd try at times
I couldn't find the words to say, but
boy
When I walk in crowded rooms
I feel as if it is my doom
I know that I don't belong
In that room I see her
I see her, and she's with him
I
man
I can only think in terms of me
And now I understand
After waking enough times to think I see
The Holy Kiss that's supposed to last eternity
When Madam Pompadour was on a ballroom floor
Said all the gentlemen "Obviously,"
"The madam has the cutest personality"
And think of all
(oh, baby)
Is think about you (think about you, baby)
All I do
Is think about you
Baby, just suppose I should happen to cross your mind
And by
Are you drifting by
When I think about it
I know that I was never there or even cared
The more I think about it
The less that I was able to share
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