Hey, my Higher Power Yeah, give me the power Let me love You Take me home to Your religion for the night Let me touch You Teach me how to see Your vision
Well come on, All you people, The time has come to get together... You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music To get you through the stormy weather And
Hey, I've got no place to be and no one I'd rather see I won't mind if you can find the time to stay with me I've got no time for wastin', I gotta live
I'm ready for more the feelin' now that I'm beside you We'll open the door, do anything that we decide to And I know that there's somethin' that's just
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Well come on All you people The time has come to get together You gotta have a little rock 'n' roll music To get you through the stormy weather And do
Well, we were just another band out of Boston On the road to try to make ends meet Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our cars And we practiced right on
I woke up this morning and the sun was gone Turned on some music to start my day I lost myself in a familiar song I closed my eyes and I slipped away
Now if you're thinkin' 'Bout a love that's left you You're thinkin' you should hide away Girl I think it's wrong You just try to be strong now babe Listen
Well, there's a big ball in Boston, big ball in town Big ball in Boston, I'm gonna get on down The birthplace of our nation is Boston so they say They
back for you There's gonna be a borstal Boston breakout There's gonna be a borstal Boston breakout There's gonna be a borstal Boston breakout There's gonna be a borstal Boston
take her nylon stockings down. And her neck they'll go around. You can't untangle her, from the Boston strangler. He's going to mangle her, the Boston
I went back to Boston Back to the City of Lost Love I went back to the place And recognized your face in the stone long gone I walked around Harvard
party? Are you going to the Boston Tea Party? Going to the party? Are you going to the Boston Tea Party? Going to the party? Are you going to the Boston
be workin' soon Please come to Boston She said, "No, boy you come home to me" And she said, "Hey ramblin' boy Why don't you settle down? Boston ain
Lost in Boston Drinking rum and chocolate A hundred thousand blinking lights Are making me exhausted It was Fleet Week last week And all the sailors
Now, I'm not like this, I'm really kind of shy, But I get this feeling Whenever you walk by. I don't want to down you, I wanna make you high. If you could