And even if somehow you could have shown you the place you wanted In a foreign place the saving grace was the feeling That it was a heart that he was stealing Oh, he was ready to impress and the fierce excitement The eyes are bright; he couldn't wait to

Bite down, bite down into me Ooh, I’m not gonna try No one’s gonna stick the pieces together for you Together for you You better sink your teeth before I disappear You don’t have to look any further No, no, no, I’m not gonna try I’ve been waiting here

And I can't take this Keep talking while I'm walking away You can say what you have to say 'Cause my mind's made up anyway Lets go ya'll These people are running off at the mouth Trying to convince me that I'm running on empty Trying to convince

Keep the weed next to the bed And light the wall, check for lead Dim the lights a little lower Hide your back or shrug your shoulders Give the gift, then fix your hair You have to get this turtleneck Oh no, this is so embarrassing Oh, the pissing fits

Just keep following The heartlines on your hand Keep it up, I know you can Oh the river, oh the river, it's running free And oh the joy, oh the joy it brings to me But I know it'll have to drown me Before it can breathe easy And I've seen it in the

All your love I miss loving, all your kiss I miss kissing All my love, pretty baby, I have in store for you Before I met you, baby, I didn't know what I was missing Well I love you, baby, I know you love me too Oh, oh, oh, baby, you know I love you Yeah,

Red solo cup I fill you up Let's have a party let's have a party I love you red solo cup I lift you up Proceed to party proceed to party Now a red solo cup is the best receptacle For barbecues tailgates fairs and festivals And you sir do not have a pair

If you like making love at midnight, in the dunes of the cape. "If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain. If you're not into yoga, if you have half-a-brain. You're the love that I've looked for, come with me, and escape." I was tired of

So hey, we brought our drum and this is how we dance No mistakin', we make our breaks, if you don't like our 808s We have no apologies for being Find me where the wild things are (oh my, we'll be alright, don't mind us) Find me where the wild things are

Oh have you seen my dear companion For he was all this world to me Written by Jean Ritchie © 1976 Geordie Music Pub Co. I hear he's gone to some far country And that he cares no more for me I wish I were a swallow flying I'd fly to a high and