Never thought I would be like this But as long as the night ends with you in a yellow cab shootin' me a text sayin' Comin' home soon As long as I can bet on ya crawlin' into bed after slippin' out ya high heel shoes No matter how late Baby I'll be

It's a kind of magic The bell that rings inside your mind Is challenging the doors of time There can be only one This rage that lasts a thousand years Will soon be done A kind of magic One dream one soul one prize one goal One golden glance of what

Hasta mañana, say we'll meet again I can't do without you Time to forget, send me a letter Say you forgive, the sooner the better I just don't know Hasta mañana 'til we meet again Don't know where, don't know when Darling, our love was much too strong to

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

Having mixed drinks about feelings and you Turn on a neon light At least make it feel like night My head is spinning My resolve is reeling I can tell by the heavy in my heart I'm going down soon No use fighting the fight It's no contest tonight

As soon as you can 'Cause when a man wants to be with a woman There ain't no way of gettin' there too fast When you know who you wanna spend The rest of your life with, you wanna start The rest of your life I left that sun sinkin' west in California I

As soon as I get my gun (Don't even have a gun) (Don't even have a gun!) But we want someone like you. We could get somebody else, Then let's go Can I bleed enough to fill up what the engine takes? I don't know They're teaching me to kill

I'm the number one fan He said please come to Boston For the springtime I'm stayin' here with some friends And they've got lots of room You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon Please come to Boston

I'm so tired of being alone, I'm so tired of on my own, Won't you help me, girl, Just as soon as you can. People say that I've found a way, To make you say, That you love me. You didn't go for that,