Oui-oui amour Plenty of kisses, plenty of bisous Comment allez-vous? (Bonjour) I should be more mature, sure, I'm spoiled Hit up the south of France after tour, bonjour (bonjour) How many girls pre-bate right before they date So she can have restraint?

Everybody says that life takes patience But nobody wants to wait Everybody says we need salvation But nobody wants to be saved The light in the tunnel is just another runaway train The blue skies we wait on Are gonna have to come after the rain All of

Oh, give me the beat, boys, and free my soul I wanna get lost in your rock and roll and drift away Day after day I'm more confused Yet I look for the light in the pouring rain You know that's a game that I hate to lose I'm feelin' the strain, ain't it a

Mercy, comes after midnight Fire, fire from the inside Rhythm, like a hurricane rain Mind your step as you make your way Through the church in to this world of sand Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin' With a long slow drag She welcomes you in where

Oh darling I'm crazy after all these years Bitterblue, Bitterblue Breaking up is hard to do Bitterblue you know that I'm too Proud to cry I can't take my eyes off you And that's no way to say goodbye I'll take the train to nowhere This love is a sacrifice

And after all that training With something we could no longer contain I don't endorse that (slammed in my face) I didn't want this And that's my sister It was handsome at the auction Oh but when we got it home It grew up into Something we could no longer

There should be laughter after pain There should be sunshine after rain These things have always been the same So why worry now Why worry now Baby, I see this world has made you sad Some people can be bad The things they do, the things they say

Oh dream maker, you heart breaker Wherever you're going I'm going your way Two drifters off to see the world There's such a lot of world We're after the same rainbows And, waiting round the bend My huckleberry friend

I'm coming out She's coming out You, you, you, you, you You gotta let it show Yo! I'm coming out Like the sun after rain Ready to shine no time to be plain

When it's rainin' on Sunday And pray that it's rainin' on Sunday, Stormin' like crazy, We'll hide under the covers all afternoon And baby whatever comes on Monday can take care of itself Cause we've got better things that we can do It ticks just like a