I love a piano, I love a piano I love to hear somebody play Upon a piano, a grand piano It simply carries me away I know a fine way to treat a Steinway I love to run my fingers o'er the keys, the ivories And with the pedal I love to meddle When

Say you, say you, say you love me Em evol ouy yas Uoy yas, uoy yas Say you, say you Say you love me I ain't doin' alright I just pray that I never find somebody like me 'Cause right now, I don't even like me How would you like to come and live my life?

Don't it mean I love you Then she said Te amo, then she put her hand around my waist I told her no, she cried Te amo I told her I'm not gonna run away, but let me go My soul is awry and without asking why I said Te amo, wish somebody would tell me what

No, I don't want to fall in love The world was on fire and no one could save me but you It's strange what desire will make foolish people do And I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you (This world is only gonna break your heart) I never dreamed

I won't do it for money I won't do it for pride I won't do it to please somebody else If it don't feel right And at least I'll try I don't need any other reason Than I feel it deep inside I'll Do It For Love Hall And Oates-Do It For Love

I want a Sunday Kind of Love. A love to last, past Saturday night. And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight. And I want a, a love that's on the square. Can't seem to find somebody, someone to care. And I'm on a lonely road that leads to

And it's something along the way It's coming on, it's coming on I don't know why I keep acting this way And everybody knows it's strange Something along the way Tonight, gonna leave my body Tonight, somebody's lover A hole in my head, I can feel it all

Bye, bye, blackbird No one here can love or understand me Oh, what hard luck stories they all hand me Where somebody waits for me Sugar's sweet, so is she Make my bed and light the light, I'll arrive late tonight Blackbird, bye, bye Pack up all my cares

I want a Sunday kind of love A love to last past Saturday night And I'd like to know it's more than love at first sight And I want a Sunday kind of love I want a a love that's on the square Can't seem to find somebody Someone to care And I'm on a lonely

This party, this party wasn't over Somebody, somebody should've told her Hands up in the air, still swaying That band she loves still playing She had this old boy from the boondocks Sweet talking, walking on moon rocks I wish somebody would've told her