All night, all night Make it a joy ride And I'll ride and I'll die I'll be cruise-controlling I'll take a test drive with you And I'll take a test drive with you All night, all night (I'll ride and I'll die) Turn off the lights Revving it up

My, my, my, my, my, my, my Galway girl But she fell in love with an English man Kissed her on the neck and then I took her by the hand She played the fiddle in an Irish band Said, "Baby, I just wanna dance" You know, she played the fiddle in an Irish

You're going down with me baby if I fall If I fall you're going down with me You Youcan't take back every little chill you yougive me You're going down with me baby heart and all ooh yeah Was it the pull of the moon now baby That led you youto my door You Yousay the

Now my room has got two windows but the sunshine never comes through, You know it's always dark and dreary since I broke off, baby, with I live on a lonely avenue, My little girl wouldn't say, "I do". Well, I feel so sad and blue and it's all because of

Gloomy Sunday Sunday is gloomy My hours are slumberless Dearest the shadows I live with are numberless Little white flowers Will never awaken you youNot where the black coach Of sorrow has taken you

That's the way you youcome to me I'm head over heels And I'm always gonna be That's okay I love the way you youcome to me Sun breaks I can't wait Til I'll be on my way again I'm sick and tired of waiting With nothing to do Watching the rain through a crack

I can walk into a room without you youI just don't know how to love without you youEvery friend has got a friend in mind 'Cause I've had more than a little time And I don't get drunk and talk about you youSo I guess I've learned to live without you youSo it's on

I love to make her cry I still make her cry Love to make you youcry But I still make her cry So I may be lonely Without you youin my head All I ever wanted Was to be a different man But I still Make her cry

And it ain't gonna change Living with the aftershock Right now, honey I'm living with the aftershock I don't care about the way that ya treated me And I ain't crying 'bout the love I'm paying for No, I ain't bitching 'bout the things You Youputting down

Ain't nunya business (Nunya) To know who I'm with Ain't nunya business (Ain't nunya) 'Cause you youdon't want the world to know That you youlost a girl who got it on her own It'd be good for you youto let it go, let it go, let it go Oh, none of my shit Oh, none