She acts sorta teenage, just in-between age Looks about four foot three Although she's just small fry, just about so-high Gidget is the one for me A
When moonlight crawls along the street Chasing away the summer heat Footsteps outside, somewhere below The world revolves, I've let it go We build our
Tell me please what am I without you? I just don't seem to know Memories of the times I've held you I just can't let them go For I need you more Each
Stand up straight Boy, tuck your shirt Wipe your face Nobody likes a crybaby Boy, baby boy Dry your eyes Welcome to the world Boy, stand up straight
Everybody's beautiful When they're young And I should know I've had more than my share of fun There's all this fascination With the impossibly thin With
One, two, one, two, three Yeah, yeah, oh, oh Ooh, yeah Do do do do Creepin' up on you is the wrong thing to do I found your address got your phone number
Cyndi Lauper Jackson, Simon Le Bon I put eurythmics on poppin' and lockin' in The U.S.A. day glo sweater tied around my neck Studded denim big hair acid
Been spending so much time underground I guess my eyes adjusted to the lack of light I got covered in darkness Covered in darkness Hibernating always
You lookin' like first class Acting like a cheap date Honey drippin' smile, so stylin' Bet you know what you do Don't you, baby? Eyes that penetrate
I've been down a lonely street tonight And I don't know what's wrong with me I don't know what's wrong with me The clouds cover up the Dublin sky I don
I got a cottage with a sea view I got a regular summer tan I've been working up the courage to call you all year, ohhh There is nothing I can say
Ohhh ohhh Yeah Uh uh I saw the sun, eclipsed by the moon; the light in this place, the clouds were taking shape. From the dark, barely give rain, the
And when you walk into the room I feel the world dissolve I fall at your feet And when you look at me I swear the beating of my heart is About to cease
Deep into the water, deep into the dark Deep into the places, stories have to start Peel open the layers, go in for the kill Bite into the onion, taste
I have been contemplating Letting go of you ego Thought I'd let you know You're getting old It was so irritating saving face When I fell from grace
When I first escaped the city of York And leapt out of this cage Well, no silicon chip could sublimate Or tame this temptuous rage When my heart was
She moves and the wind kisses her hair She dances around in public She don't care Let them stare She's always chasing butterflies She likes to imagine
Driving in your car with the windows down And the beat up stereo Struggle with this town 'Cuz you love to hate it but hate it to let it go And we're