can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock n' roll band? 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man I said hey and
too I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey, monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey man I'm a monkey, m-m-monkey I'm a monkey
looking good baby I love to see my baby smile You're looking good baby I love to see my baby smile You say you love me now but You've got another man
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Well, my name is a number, a piece of plastic film And I'm growin' funny flowers in my little window sill Don't you know I'm a 2000 Man And my kids, they
Baby. Ooh! Baby Save me. Ooh! Save me. Ah! Yeah, here come a woman Givin' me a criss cross mind Save me Save me. Ooh! Yeah, here come a woman Giving me
love walks in The fall-man is gonna cry I'm a' honest man I'm a' honest lover Don't tell my friend Don't blow my cover I'm a' honest man I'm a' honest
Fanfare For The Common Man Written by Aaron Copland Lead vocals by James Young another new day takes up on you a fanfare wakes the land the naked lives
The stars in your eyes set my soul on fire Your voice is like an angels above me The touch of your hand drives me insane But baby, I wants to be loved
a boardwalk on Broadway Well I'm sitting here thinkin' just how sharp I am Well I'm sitting here thinkin' just how sharp I am I'm an under assistant west coast promo man
it Roll 'em, roll 'em, C'mon roll 'em, Roll 'em, roll 'em, C'mon roll 'em Don't do much good, But good Lord, he could roll 'em Roll 'em, roll 'em, C
Well, my name is a number A piece of plastic film And I'm growin' funny flowers In my little window sill Dont you know I'm a 2,000 man And my kids, they
Baby Ooh, baby Come save me Save me Yeah, givin' me a criss cross mind Save me Save me, ooh Yeah, here come a woman Giving me a criss cross mind Oh I
a lemon squeezer Whould you do? I've been biten I've been tossed around by every she-rat in this town Have you, Babe? Well, I'm just a monkey man I
a boardwalk on broadway Well I'm sitting here thinkin just how sharp I am Well I'm sitting here thinkin just how sharp I am I'm an under assistant west coast promo man
can a poor boy do Except to sing for a rock n' roll band 'Cause in sleepy London town There's just no place for a street fighting man No Hey! Think
get ramblin in her brain hmmm mmm mmm some other man on her mind I'm a steady rollin man I roll both night and day I'm a steady rollin man hmmm hmmm I roll
won't get fed Come on Come on, I'm a deadbeat hand I got lightning seeds in my pants I'm the kind of guy that needs to dance I'm a rollin' man; that