Lyrics:
Magazines and t.v. show us nice behinds
All the kind of stuff nobody ever finds
Headlines in the paper "killed by rock n' roll"
Can you take it?
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day
I can see the turning of the key
I've been deceived by the clown inside of me
I thought that he was righteous but he's vain
Oh, something's
Oh what a circus, oh what a show
Argentina has gone to town
Over the death of an actress called Eva Peron
We've all gone crazy
Mourning all day
I must confess what you say is true
I had a rendezvous with somebody new
That's the only one I ever had
Baby, baby, don'cha go away mad
I must confess what you say is true
I had a rendezvous with somebody new
That's the only one I ever had
Baby, baby, don'cha go away mad
Hannibal
From Long Island to Queens light up the New York scenes
All the way to New Orleans and everything in between
Left to go bless a show in Mexico
tumbling queen
Like the most amazing light show you've ever seen
Whirling swirling never blue
How could you go and die, what a lonely thing to do
You go from day to day by filling your head
But you surely must know the thrill between your legs
Has worn off
And I don't care about morals
'Cause
slow and hold her all night long
Heaven knows there's so many ways a man can go wrong
I must be doin' something right
I just heard you sigh
You
to show
Just how much that we love them so
One bright springtime morning
I over heard an elderly lady's voice
As I walked by her bench she told her friends
Is it only a dream to a teenage queen?
And all the years of tears and laughter
We could go through,
Will it be happy ever after
For me and you?
One day I walked the road and crossed a field to go by where the hounds ran hard.
And on the master raced: behind the hunters chased to where
What goes up must come down
Spinning Wheel got to go 'round
Talkin' 'bout your troubles
It's a cryin' sin
Ride a painted pony
Let the Spinning
Hey girl, you are an African Queen
Black girl, you are the best I'd ever seen
Boom!
Woman ah go rise up me nature, that's all I know
See me ah
you must understand
You can't let the chance
To love him pass you by
Tell him
Tell him that the sun and moon
Rise in his eyes
Reach out
To be apart, is that why you have to go
To Conversation City, everybody's talking
You must have something to say
Conversation City, making
What must I say? (Tell me)
What must I do? (Yeah, yeah)
To show how much
I think about freek'n you
Oh, I could go on for days
But I couldn't go
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
two paths you can go by
But in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
And it makes me wonder
Your head is humming and it
want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money)
If you wanna go
deserve a king
I think you deserve the world and everything in it
And I try to go get it to show you I meant it when I
Tell you I'm sorry, tomorrow I
said there must be a mistake
how can my son not be straight
after all I've said and done for him
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
cast out by the ones he
chick (yo)
This is no intention of bein' offensive to women
By calling y'all bitches, my down-ass bitches
Still my queen, princess cuts look clean
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