Lord, come down and help us out Send us an angel, help us out S.O.S, help us out Lookin' all the round and I'm watchin' the world People killin', people
You a star, baby, you a star You a star, you a star 'Coz when you shine, baby, when you shine When you shine, when you shine You'll be lightin' up my
I can't wait I can't wait I can't wait I can't hardly wait for your love I can't hardly wait for your love I can't hardly wait for your love I can't
Ladies, l-l-ladies L-l-ladies, here we go Baby, where?d you get your body from? Tell me, where?d you get your body from? Baby, where?d you get your body
And we try to fix it up but it's too late Let's give up, had enough, no more mistakes Here we go, here we go 'Cause you can't see where I'm comin' from
Get your money, baby, get your money, baby Get your money, baby, get your money, baby If you strippin', I ain't trippin' If it's alright with you, it'
Ain't it pretty when she walk Ain't it pretty when she walk Ain't it pretty when she talk Ain't it pretty when she talk Ain't it sexy when she move She
It was a very cold clear fall night I had a terrible dream Billy name and brigid were playing under my stair case On the second floor about two o'clock
Train entering the city I lost myself and never came back Took a trip 'round the world and never came back Black silhouettes, criss-crossed tracks, never
Valerie Solanis took the elevator Got off at the forth floor Valerie Solanis took the elevator Got off at the forth floor She pointed the gun at Andy
I think images are worth repeating Images repeated from a painting Images taken from a painting From a photo worth re-seeing I love images worth repeating
I really care a lot Although I look like I do not Since I was shot There's nobody but you I know I look blase (note: blase - "e" with acute
Please come over to 81st street, I'm in the apartment, above the bar You know you can't miss it, it's across from the subway And the tacky store with
When you're growing up in a smalltown When you're growing up in a smalltown When you're growing up in a smalltown You say, no one famous ever came from
Starlight open wide Starlight open up your door This is New York calling With movies on the street Movies with real people What you get is what you see
You've got the money, I've got the time You want your freedom, make your freedom mine 'Cause I've got the style it takes And money is all that it takes
Andy was a Catholic The ethic ran through his bones He lived alone with his mother Collecting gossip and toys Every Sunday when he went to Church He'
I'm on the chopping block Chopping off my stopping thought Self doubt and selfism Were the cheapest things I ever bought When you said it's love d'you