I'm comin' home to you Oh girl, it seems the whole wide world seems to say Hotels that all look the same Just seem to drive me insane But I can't get away Until I receive a call that tells me that will be all And then I hop a plane It's true, I'm not

One on one I want to play that game tonight One on one I know I want to play that One on one so slow I don't want no one else I want to play with you girl I'm tired of playing on the team It seems I don't get time out anymore What a change if we set the

There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've

That's why I'm easy Ooh that's why I'm easy I'm easy like Sunday morning I'm easy like Sunday morning! 'Cause I'm easy Know it sounds funny But, I just can't stand the pain Girl, I'm leaving you tomorrow Seems to me girl

The girl from the wadi hammamat Sometimes it seems like a beautiful dream Lovely as a green parakeet I awake alone again In the desert of my dreams A fertile oasis i have seen I cast my voice to the burning winds Across the dunes khamsin khamsin Bring

I could use a love song That takes me back, just like that When it comes on To a time when I wouldn’t roll my eyes At a guy and a girl Who make it work in a world That for me so far just seems to go so wrong Yeah I could use, I could use a love song

"Can't we be friends?" She's gonna turn me down and say I thought I'd found the girl of my dreams So it seems this is how the story ends Never again and through with love And through with them They play their game without shame And who's to blame? I'll

Hold on, don't you say goodbye. I want you to tell me now before we lose forever. Girl, I don't want to lose you now. Times are hard, my spirit's weak, Ev'rything seems to be goin' wrong, the outlook's bleak. You know I fooled around, play'n' the field.

Under the stars on Brighton Beach Seems like only yesterday I remember when you were only seventeen You were the finest girl that my eyes had ever seen I guess you found it hard to simply just ignore This scruffy beat up working class teenage troubadour

There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean, And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems, 'Cause I miss her. She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known. And no one ever shared more love than we've