Maverick, well do you recall the feelings you were sold? Like Manhattan in the fall and all the washed away brigade within the soul How it flickered
He talks to me in mighty arcs of monotone My faith revered, it shrinks beneath the heavy drone And catapulted upwards by the sound And splinters heaven
I'm alone, I'm alone and I'm waiting on an aeroplane Is it me is it you, why does everybody look this way? And it all begins again, like it all begins
Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get back where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I think
Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong I think you're crazy, maybe I think you'
Butterfly searchin' for a relax Pullin' from the jazz stacks 'cause it's Sunday On the air is incense sounds to the ceiling Tried to get this feelin'
Sleigh bells ring, are you listening In the lane, snow is glistening A beautiful sight, we're happy tonight Walking in a winter wonderland Sleigh bells
(Carlos:) Julieta, mi querida Julieta. (Julieta:) Carlos, no tendrias que haber venido. (Carlos:) Julieta, ni un millar de soldados me puede detener
opinion, sweetness how we can better feed this urge can we merge with utter urgency in secrecy, i see that we're both hurt call me now i have this picture
Camelot, Camelot In far-off France I hear your call Camelot, Camelot Who you our Lord, I'll leave my all I know in my soul what you expect of me And all
What do the simple folk do To help them escape when they're blue? The shepherd who is ailing, the milkmaid who is glum The cobbler who is wailing from
It had to be you It had to be you I wandered around And finally found Somebody who Could make me be true Could make me be blue Or even be glad Just to
Autumn in New York Why does it seem so inviting Autumn in New York It spells the thrill of first-nighting Glittering crowds and shimmering clouds In
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Missed the Saturday dance Heard they crowded the floor Couldn't bear it without you Don't get around much anymore Thought I'd visit the club Got as far
If they asked me I could write a book About the way you walk and whisper and look I could write the preface on how we met So the world would never forget