: I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood
: Now red is urgent - green's a letter And the score shows just another spin off Orange jolts, and brown is old Grey is weary - don't touch gold In
: Dance by me close - tell 'em all to go One's for the money - but I'm through with the show Move with me gently, oh so slow Hold me and maybe we'll
: And you said you'd never leave me In fact you said you'd be my only one And I said you'd never glean me, baby For things you do when you are only having
: My love is in league with the freeway Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night And the questions
: Down, down, down - always make the same mistakes, again Down, down, always down - always make the same mistake Talk is cheap, but you're talking fast
: Oh, don't cross your fingers, cross your heart and soul Don't ask me the question - God I just don't know This whole damn indention got my motion on
: Lay down your arms - now baby, let me sleep at night Lay down your arms baby - I'll make everything all right Words you been using, hurting me so Some
I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood for a melody I'm in the mood I
Lay down your arms - now baby, let me sleep at night Lay down your arms baby - I'll make everything all right Words you been using, hurting me so Some
Oh, don't cross your fingers, cross your heart and soul Don't ask me the question - God I just don't know This whole damn indention got my motion on
Now red is urgent - green's a letter And the score shows just another spin off Orange jolts, and brown is old Grey is weary - don't touch gold In the
And you said you'd never leave me In fact you said you'd be my only one And I said you'd never glean me, baby For things you do when you are only having
Dance by me close - tell 'em all to go One's for the money - but I'm through with the show Move with me gently, oh so slow Hold me and maybe we'll never
My love is in league with the freeway Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night And the questions
Down, down, down - always make the same mistakes, again Down, down, always down - always make the same mistake Talk is cheap, but you're talking fast