Anna please turn around, we'll work it out somehow Anna don't turn me down, there's still a chance if we can hold out once more 'Cause we started out with love, that was more than enough And that's a lot to give up Even if you turn and walk away, love

Set the children free I'm gonna cry cry cry Momma loves to work, Daddy loves to play Sometimes Daddy gotta go far away I'm too young to go quiet in the night Try to put me to sleep, I'm gonna give you a fight Wake you up a 5 am, before the sunrise I'll

What do I do now? All the plans we made don't work if you're not around So tell me, what am I gonna do with forever now? What do I do? What do I do now? Was gonna give you these flowers tonight Was gonna ask you to stay Practiced so that I would say it

Honey, whaddya do for money So stop your love on the road All your digging for gold You make me wonder Whaddya do for money What you gonna do You're working in bars Riding in cars Never gonna give it for free

So give me the work Me, too, me, too You gon' make me skrt skrt You gon' make me stop stop 'Cause you and me don't need anybody else Just you on me 'Cause I don't need no help, no 'Cause I like freaking You like sex on the weekend

I'm gonna rock you Rockabye don't bother cry Rockabye baby, don't you cry No one's ever gonna hurt you, love I'm gonna give you all of my love So, rockabye baby, rockabye Somebody's got you Angels surround you, just dry your eye You're gonna grow and

'Cause it doesn't make a difference If we make it or not We've got each other and that's a lot For love, we'll give it a shot Livin' on a prayer Once upon a time Not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks

Somebody tell me (To give you money, work to give you money) Was the end of the week All the things we sign And the things we buy Ain't gonna keep us together Somebody told me Boy everything she wants is everything she sees

Well, maybe I'm reckless, maybe bad luck, Hell maybe I'm way too much about having fun I'll send you a postcard, send me your love, Just don't give up on me yet, I'm still growing up I spent a summer down south, working for the county, trying to save for

To clear my head To think about my life Decompression Depression period With or without you We fight it out We work it out Give me some ti-i-ime I'm never there