Look At Me - Geri Halliwell
Good-looking, bad-tasting Full-bodied, butt-wasting Loose-living, tight-fitting What you see ain't what you are getting Big make-up, little break-up She wants it, he's got it Cold-blooded, hot gossip Superficial expectations Look at me You can take it all because this face is free Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby I can even do reality Fake money, real plastic Stupid cupid, fantastic Queer thinking, straight talking What you see ain't what you are getting Fast loving, slow moving No rhythm, but I'm grooving Old feeling, new beginning Superficial expectations Look at me You can take it all because this face is free Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby I can even do reality Sometimes I don't recognise my own face I look inside my eyes and find disgrace My little white lies tell a story I see it all, it has no glory Hahaha Look at me You can take it all because this face is free Maybe next time use your eyes and look at me I'm a drama queen if that's your thing baby I can even do reality Come and look at me This face is free I'm your fantasy Who do you wannabe? Not what you see I'm a drama queen if that's your thing Come on and look at me I'm your fantasy This face is free Come on and look at me So who do you wannabe? This is free...
Keep Your Promise Willie Thomas - Hank Snow
Keep your promise, Willie Thomas We pledged our love one day beneath the whispering maple tree You made a promise, Willie Thomas That all the leaves would still be green when you returned to me But my heart is chilled and my eyes are filled As I watch the leaves of red and brown fall sadly to the ground You must keep your promise, Willie Thomas There'll be on spring until you bring your love again to me I shall keep my promise, Willie Thomas I pledged my love to you beneath the whispering maple tree So, I'll keep my promise, Willie Thomas Though all the leaves might not be green when I return to thee Let your heart not be chilled nor your eyes be filled 'Cause I love you though you say the leaves are falling slowly down So, I'll keep my promise, Willie Thomas And there'll be spring because with the birds I'll sing My love again to you Keep your promise, Willie Thomas
How Can You Live In the Northeast - Paul Simon
We heard the fireworks. Rushed out to watch the sky. Happy go lucky. Fourth of July. How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can you be a Christian? How can you be a Jew? How can you be a Muslim, a Buddhist, a Hindu? How can you? Weak as the winter sun, we enter life on earth. Names and religion come just after date of birth. Then everybody gets a tongue to speak, and everyone hears an inner voice. A day at the end of the week to wonder and rejoice. If the answer is infinite light, why do we sleep in the dark? How can you live in the Northeast? How can live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? How can you tattoo your body? Why do you cover your head? How can you eat from a rice bowl, the holy man only breaks bread? We watched the fireworks, 'til they were fireflies. Followed a path of stars, over the endless skies. How can you live in the Northeast? How can you live in the South? How can you build on the banks of a river when the flood water pours from the mouth? I've been given all I wanted. Only three generations off the boat. I have harvested and I've planted. I am wearing my father's old coat.