"I'm glad you called and that you remember So where the hell you been and how do you feel?" And he said, he said I feel a little sentimental, I'm so
hold Another tragic hero walking with a wounded soul I've been hanging on to shadows in my memories And though now you're gone I can't get you out of my dreams Sentimental
a love affair Should I jump right in and say how much I care? Would you take me for the madness of a simple-hearted clown? Hello, with affection from a sentimental
bullet and I looked inside it Running through my veins an American masquerade I still remember grandma Dixie's wake I've never really known anybody to die before Red, white and blue
I'm feelin' sentimental in a melancholy way Blues sittin' on my shoulder, gettin' heavier everyday Starin' into space, one thing on my mind Been tryin
the father Where is his voice The other that one loves One's window that mingles and joins the sentiments Running toward the sea, Gives you an end and
the cow And you say Dylan is a sentiment That you don't want to share And you say you looked back in anger And it rose to meet your stare And you say
became our island and it was just you and I Our troubles would slip away when we said Stop what you're doing and love me now I'm making my move come on and
on So strike a match and lets move on Here it is, the not so happy ending We've done our picket fence defending We did Bogart and Bacall And now the spotlight's gone and
a physical thing Love is what I'm offering Diamond rings and sentimental things This is what I'm offering This girl, she woz sweet 16 Blonde hair, blue
of the Four Freshmen on the arrangement as well as the delivery, and, uh, obviously we all look up and admire the style of the Four Freshmen and, uh,
and you surely win Open up your mouth, and let the moonshine in Hang time, down in the neighborhood Well it's hang time, I'm hangin' with my family and
'm great, what about you, what about you? The weatherman says, "Blue skies " But it's raining like the clouds all decided to cry And every time you hurt
m right here, I'm not going anywhere tonight Feel my hand, I'm gonna hold you till the early light And I do believe her soul was rich and blue We taught
trance wore off by morning A sentimental journey was hazily recalled Though it sounds absurd We're completely cured And now we're fine And now we're fine And
there miles high let's ignore the others blankets blue and so are you here we come london soon ninety two and the engine and tonic didn't help the
true but when I'm blue In some strange way I'm glad about the boy I'm hardly sentimental Love isn't so sublime I have to pay my rental And I can't afford
another hit and run From the tin pan alley twins And there's a chance that one day You might write a standard lads, so churn them out quick and fast And