Lyrics:
Don't you sometimes
Wish your heart was a heart of stone
Mercy, mercy, wish your heart was a heart of stone
Get the picture
No room for
another heart
Where I can live all by myself
Gonna find another heart
I don`t have to share with anybody else
`Cause you don`t treat me like you should
on Orleans town
Walkin' into work this mornin' at daybreak
I caught her with the tall long dandy from canebreak
As she walked right by me and she looked
I stood strong through right or wrong
I fought pain with time and hate
Here I stand alone and on fire in a room with a view, a fence with barbwire
warning, uh
This the season for us growing
Let's go deep in the unknown then, uh
But by evening we'll be mourning
You leave me with no warning, uh
Look
A room with a view, I've got a room with a view
Of wonderful you, my next door dream.
'Cause you're the one and only one
My heart really adores
began abusing, horah say I, me Shelelagh I let fly,
Some Galway boys were by, they saw I was a hobblin',
With a loud hurray, they joined in the afray,
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
Standing room only
You must think my bed's a bus stop
By the way you come and go
I ain't seen you with the lights on
Two nights in a row
So pack
I was losing
For old Erin's isle
They began abusing
Horah say I
Me shelelagh I let fly
Galway boys were by
They saw I was a hobbling
With
the queen, you're the king
All by yourself
You always hated sports
You buzzed your hair short
Dyed it pink to piss them off
With a hand poke tattoo
don't turn away
Or my dream will stay
Hidden out of sight,
Among a lot of "might have beens"!
A room with a view,
And you,
And no-one to worry us,
joyfully
And so love has begun
With joy in her heart
She receives his flowing soul
And love grows
And it grows
And it grows
Inside her purple house
the corner.
Close to the end, down by a river.
Seasons will pass you by.
I get up, I get down.
III. I Get Up, I Get Down
Anderson/Howe
In her white lace
You
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
told me, "I was never looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around ten
Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between
and dropped by
With sixty elephants, llamas galore
With his bears and lions, a brass band and more
With his forty fakirs, his cooks, his bakers
His birds
with the front view
Forget about your momma I'm talkin' to you
[Chorus]
Said the way that you move
Girl you puttin' it down
Got me stuck in her
the news?
And dance around the room
In a scattered point of views
Well take my hand and breathe
Babe, just count to three
I wish that I could blink
let 'em in?)
Who let these hoes in my room?
Now, these chicks wouldn't leave, they was ready to clown
One was 5'6 and weighed three hundred pounds
(No
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe,"
On a Sunday morn sat a maid forlorn
With her sweetheart by her side,
Through the windowpane, she looked at the rain,
"We must stay home, Joe,"
say the word
I could stay with you
I could be handy, mending a fuse
When your lights have gone
You can knit a sweater by the fireside
Sunday
of a one night stand
But the heart is a lonely hunter
With only one desire
To find some lasting comfort in the arms of a lovers fire
Driven by
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