Lyrics:
And I may not work next day
Well I ain't going to work tomorrow
For it be a wet, rainy day
I'm a-going to leave this country
I'm a-going around
feel like we about to make history
I met par by the bar getting mixy
Break it off and go to work for me indeed
Now I'm feeling like fonz worth a Bentley
for a friend to turn to
Someone to care
When all the world is out to hurt you
I'll be there, oh darling
Reach out your hand, reach out for me
Electric guitar gets run over by a car on the highway
This is a crime against the state
This is the meaning of life.
To tune this electric
alive
(When you reach for me)
When you reach for me
(Raising spirits high)
God knows that
That I'll be the one
Standing by
Through good
coast,
The cards on the table lie,
And a speech,
So eloquent in reach,
Was made by a passerby,
Passing by the way between
Here and left behind.
But she'll just hear the phone keep
On ringing, on the wall, that's all
By the time I reach
Oklahoma she'll be sleeping
She'll turn softly and call my
If you're feeling lonely
Cause your one and only
Boy has found a girl
And gone away
Just you reach for the phone
I'll be there at home
My name
all comes down
And nothing is easy
And nothing is free
You got to take one step at a time
Reach...out to reach your dream
Never stop believing
Nothing
I'm a piece of work, I'm iron and lace
I'm shy, right up there in your face
I'm all dumbfounded, stubborn as an ass
Sharp as an arrow in a pile
you could if you just said you're sorry
I know that we could work it out somehow
But if this was a movie you'd be here by now
If you're out there
I want to run, I want to hide
I wanna tear down the walls that hold me inside
I wanna reach out and touch the flame
Where the streets have no
I lie half awake, late at night
I reach out to touch you
Feel you by my side
And I reach, and I reach,
But I never get to feel you
Will I ever get
here belong, and standing strong, wrong ain't got a chance
Day by day, work or play, ready side by side
Hello friend, come on in, the gate is open
made twice the sons of hell as before
Reach out your hand
Reach out your hand
Only to be plagued by disease
Reach out your hand. Reach out your
Lonely again, I ain't got no friends
My emptiness begins when my work ends
Tomorrow's Christmas
I'm gonna spend it with who?
Myself? Or is it
the fire burning
It's something we could never live without
It it takes forever
We can work it out
Beyond a shadow of a doubt
Baby, that's what love is
wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait
Conversate, sex on the first
wrong or right
If it's love we both know what it's gonna take
Work
Yeah, it's gonna take work
Can't always be there for ya
Can't always be by your
your mind's eye, don't be afraid to reach out
Don't let your fantasies be blinded by the light
For you don't have to save your wildest dreams for
walk dem golden stairs when I die, when I die
Oh lord you know I can hardly wait
To reach that suite by and by by by
And now I see those per, per,
The walls are built up stone by stone
The fields divided one-by-one
And the train conductor says
"Take a break, Driver 8, Driver 8, take a break
burning bright
Knows all of the names
And all of the games of the yellow, black and white
We gotta have faith
To work it out
Faith and hope
Without
to ever be governed by enforced insanity
Someone had to reach for the risin' star
I guess it was up to me
Oh, the union central is pullin' out
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