Hmm, c'est si bon Lovers say that in France When they thrill to romance It means that it's so good Oh, c'est si bon So I say it to you Like the French people do Because it's oh-so good, ba-ba-doo, doo day Every word, every sigh

He'd love to spend the night in Zion He's been a long while in Babylon He'd like a lover's wings to fly on To a tropic isle of Avalon His world is under observation We monitor his station Under faces and the places Where he traces points of view He picks

Cold cold cold cold feet There was a little boy once upon a time Who in spite of his young age and small size knew his mind For every copper penny and clover he would find Make a wish for better days the end of hard times For no more cold feet His

Keep comfort for others Hurt me with the night Whisper like cold winds Close to the bone Save heaven for lovers Leave me alone With your whisper, whisper, whispering whispers With your whispers Look at me twice with wildcat eyes

But all he ever wanted was her touch But all he ever knew was all that much Of gold like the blue door You lost your way Blew in from the storm He'd been riding for days Came home to find his lover In another man's gaze Now, some kill for whiskey

He'll never love you like I can, can, can Why are you looking down all the wrong roads When mine is the heart and the soul of the song There may be lovers who hold out their hands but He could be a sinner, or a gentleman He could be your preacher, when

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

Whose rock? They call it 'Lover's rock' To make lover's rock You must know a place you can kiss Everybody knows it's a crying shame But nobody knows the poor baby's name When she forgot that thing that she had You must treat your lover girl right If you

Why are you singing me love songs? What good is a love song? What good is a love song without the love? (Ooh) Without the love Why are we acting like lovers? We don't know each other Even though we used to rule the world A love song without the love And

Just friends, lovers no more Just friends, but not like before To think of what we've been and not to kiss again Seems like pretending it isn't the ending Two friends drifting apart Two friends, but one broken heart We loved, we laughed, we cried, and