Never meet my new friends It's hard to explain I'm never gonna see you again And you'll never meet my new friends Maureen, I miss you I just can't explain I wish you could meet my new friends Walking along the subway listening to

I'm not happy to be here I'm not happy to meet you I couldn't care about your relatives, no I Couldn't give a damn, no I Couldn't give a damn I need five free minutes for myself No time better than right now All packed up, the people gone All tucked in,

Anyone you meet And it will take a little bit of extra care To bring it where you think it's there Some one at your feet Anyone could be that one Anyone you know Anywhere you go Could be that one Anyone you see Maybe down the street

Pretty woman, walking down the street! Pretty woman, the kind I'd like to meet! Pretty woman, I don't believe you, you must be true No one can look as good as youuu Pretty woman, won't you pardon me?? Pretty woman, I couldn't help but see Pretty woman.

Because I had you But I can tell that you're happy It's time for me to finally meet somebody new Take her to all the places that I took us to And she might help me forget, but loving her is something I could never do Because I had I think it's time that

I'm not that girl He could be that boy Hands touch, eyes meet Sudden silence, sudden heat Hearts leap in a giddy whirl But I'm not that girl Don't dream too far Don't lose sight of who you are Don't remember that rush of joy

Meet me underneath the Oklahoma sky How long has it taken me to find you? Five hundred year, five hundred thousand miles It don't matter now, love's always on time Lightening flashed, everything went silence A feather could have knocked me to the floor A

Meet you again It would be (It would be, it would be so simple) 'Cause I would Love you again Hold you again Need you again Could it be, could it be so simple)

Mary, Jane, Holland (whoh-who) I think that I could be fine If I could be Mary Jane Holland tonight I think we'd have a good time If you'd meet me and Mary Jane in Holland tonight 'Cause I love, love, 'cause I love, love You better than, you better than

Take a bottle, drink it down, pass it around Oh oh oh oh That what you fear the most Could meet you halfway She lived on the curve of the road In an old, tar-paper shack On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks Sometimes on the way