I couldn't hear him when he called to me I couldn't hear him at all you see He was down the road away from me How could I know his answer? I couldn't
Here comes that man again It's always ?round midnight That Amsterdam creeps into my PC After a long hard day selling pornography He likes to come home
I hear a lot of talk about the things you say are good for me to do I've tried cooperation but I don't get nothing coming back from you So don't you
I'm so alone now Turn to stone now Won't someone free me Love me or need me Surrounded by lovers, I stand apart Won't someone hold me When I am lonely
It wouldn't take a long time to explain what lies between us And it wouldn't take a genius to work out what the scene is It might just take a pilot to
I'd like to say that You gave me the best days of your life So have one on me I've been away But I think of you much more these days Thanks for the memories
(kirsty maccoll/david ruffy) Behind a burning bush he's waiting Like a sleepless night So silent and so strong I know that I must push push push Until
He buys me movies and I am the star He sends me to work in a black shiny car The girls in the chorus are jealous as hell But I find it pays when you kiss
(kirsty maccoll) Chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas Dans le parking tous les amoureux Ecoutez bien dans la foret de mimosas L'air deborde de cris
I think I just recalled a time It was not the moon and not the wine And though you said you were a friend of mine I never felt that way inclined Oh,
It's a funny old world for london girls... I woke up this morning and I don't know what for With the final reminders coming through the door. The place
I once met a man with a sense of adventure He was dressed to trill Wherever he went he said "let?s make love on a mountain top Under the stars, on a big
I was born and I was bred I was reared and I was fed Moved into the neighborhood Where I was bad and I was good I fixed things for people there I took
(Kirsty MacColl) Chaque journee dans la foret de mimosas Dans le parking tous les amoureux Ecoutez bien dans la foret de mimosas L'air deborde de
If you go to Acapulco When you take your holiday Have some fun with your carraco Down in Mexicana way For sixteen dollars a day Sitting on a Mexicana
I know an island where the people are kind And the rest of the world seems far away Maybe it's only in the back of my mind But I know when I go that's
'Mother's ruin', she said to herself "I'm just screwing my own mental health" But Fridays and Saturdays She walks down those alleyways A latter day lady
Maybe it's imaginary, I'd like to know What's the world coming to and where will it go? The hole in the sky where the sunshine gets in It dries up the