With a love too deep for words My rose of Sharon I'm yours forever I’m yours forever Hold you from the world and its curse So long as I have breath in my lungs Long as there's a song to be sung I will be yours and you will be mine Ever our lives entwined

Let's aim high All you gotta do is close your eyes and - and visualize You possess the power to do If you concentrate, mountains will move If you just believe that it's true You don't have to cry yourself to sleep at night with wet pillows Girl, I know

So walk away (walk away) Walk away, oh Save yourself from the heartache, oh Go now before it's too late But still she stays And if you don't go now then you'll stay 'Cause I'll never let you leave, never let you breathe 'Cause if you're looking for

When we're crashing, let's have passion Boy, you've got my heart on overdrive I can't stop this feeling baby Only you can make me come alive Overdrive, overdrive Take a moment for yourself Get close with the lights down low You and I and no one else I

Will be yours for the taking My sweet revenge It's in the making baby Poisoning a drink, bleeding in a sink Choking with a link, killing with a stink Just your mother's, ho Burning up, my sweet Clementine I saw her laugh

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Check, check yourself before you wreck yourself Check yourself Check, check, check Chiggity-check, check yourself before you wreck yourself Check yourself before you wreck yourself Before you wreck yourself, check, check, check Before you judge me Check

I want more Let's go, whatchya wanna wait for? Let's take everything we ask for Come on and turn it up Let's tell the world we want Let's go, take over the dance floor You'd be mine and I will be yours Come on and let it play

Priscilla, Priscilla It's a difficult thing being Queen to the King How'd you get him to yourself? Between the whistle calls and Southern dolls He's always in high demand We turn around and the world's right there Woman to woman, I'm starting to see

Look at yourself Like a straying baby lamb With no mammy and no pappy If you had a sense of humor You would laugh to beat the band Do you still believe the rumor That romance is simply grand? Since you took it right on the chin You have lost that bright