I'd lose mountains And blue skies But I can't help losing my mind for you How many more times How many more times must I cry How many more times must I say goodbye I've opened all the way

Love for sale Appetising young love for sale When the only sound in the empty street Is the heavy tread of the heavy feet That belong to a lonesome cop I open shop When the moon so long has been gazing down On the wayward ways of this wayward town That

I don't miss you I don't miss you anymore I just might miss you 'Till the morning fills the air Or the afternoon is fair Or the evening light is barely there And you know is not a lie Unless the moon is floating

Stunden lang Die Räder vom Bus, die rollen dahin Rollen dahin Die Türen vom Bus gehen auf und zu Die Wischer vom Bus machen wisch, wisch, wisch Wisch, wisch, wisch Die Hupe vom Bus macht tut, tut, tut Tut, tut, tut

it's either you stay or go you can't leave me on the shelf now baby or never 'cause i been so good to you now baby or never if i mean anything to you now baby or never 'cause i've wasted so much time now baby or never and you must make up your mind now

Just one of those things It was just one of those things Just one of those crazy flings One of those bells that now and then rings It was just one of those nights Just one of those fabulous flights A trip to the moon on gossamer wings If we'd thought a

I'm a fool to want you Such a fool to want you To want a love that can't be true A love that's there for others too I'm a fool to hold you Such a fool to hold you To share a kiss not mine alone To share a kiss the Devil has known Time and time again I

I used to visit all the very gay places Those come-what-may places Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life To get the feel of life From jazz and cocktails The girls I knew had sad and sullen gray faces With distingue traces That used to be

Idaho oh Idaho All that love all those mistakes What else can a poor man make? So I gave up a life of crime I gave it to a friend of mine Something else was on my mind The only ghost I'm haunted by I hear her howling down below Wolves oh wolves oh can't

I was a hum-drum person Leading a life apart When love flew in through my window wide And quickened my hum-drum heart Love flew in through my window I was so happy then But after love had stayed a little while Love flew out again What is this thing