I want them to hate me I want them to hate I don't feel so far away from you lately Love me on the sly Wipe it up you're capable Of putting back A few when you have to Memorize the history Of your body like a virgin

I know you miss me Oh, when you kiss me And when you're with me The world just goes away The way you hold me I can see you with me when I'm older All my lonely nights are finally over You took the weight of the world off my shoulders

Amor, amor, my love Amor, amor, my love, When you're away, Make life divine, Say you'll be mine This word so sweet That I repeat Means I adore you Would you deny

I feel the room swayin' While the band's playin' One of our old favorite songs from way back when Dolly, never go away again Hello Dolly This is miss Dolly It's so nice to have you back where you belong You're lookin' swell, Dolly I can tell, Dolly

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away Don't you hear me calling you In the land that our grandchildren knew In the year of '39 assembled here the volunteers In the days when lands were few Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny

Remember cuddles in the kitchen Yeah, to get things off the ground And it was up, up and away That on a day like today when you're all argumentative And you've got the face on Oh, but it's right hard to remember Now then Mardy Bum I see your frown And

And all of the nights and all of the days Yeah we’re watching them fading away And oh what a life when you’re rolling the dice When I’m gambling all of the time And oh oh oh oh oh I’m leaving now Sweet escape I just need you now Cold light wakes me in

No one's ever gonna censor me I won't turn and look away When it's all you wanna see You're the coward, you're the thief And that's all you'll ever be Stay away, decay before I go insane Who knew bliss was such a risk All the thoughts I have I'm too

Girls don't want a gentleman They want a loser like me They say they do but in the end If you want to get to them 'Cause when you're really good to girls Give them your entire world They end up walking away, hey hey They don't want a stand up guy Rather

Know when to walk away And know when to run You never count your money When you're sittin' at the table There'll be time enough for countin' When the dealin's done You've got to know when to hold 'em Know when to fold 'em On a warm summer's eve