No use old girl You may as well surrender Your hopes are getting slender Why won't somebody send a tender blue boy To cheer up little girl blue Sit there and count your fingers What can you do Old girl you're through Just sit there and count your little

(Ah summer nights) Summer nights and my radio Well that's all we need, baby, don'tcha know? We celebrate when the gang's all here In the heat of the summer Ain't no way I'm sittin' home tonight

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And

But I know by now Why did you sit here In the grave Why should I blame her Silenced by death in the grave William Butler Yeats couldn't save Why did you stand here Were you sickened in time That she filled my days

When I get home But right now I'm on this lake shore And I'm sittin' in the sun I'm sure it'll hit me When I walk through that door tonight Oh, lookie there, I've got a bite Yeah, I'm gonna miss her Well I love her And I love to fish

It's now or never Or do we sit here wondering Who we are and how we've tried In this time are we loving Why this world isn't turning around In this way are we learning Or do we sit here yearning For this world to stop turning around In this time, are we

We can see where things go naturally Just say the word and I'll part the sea It's alright Just come over here and sit next to me Yeah, it's alright Yeah it's over, it's over I'm circling these vultures Got me praying, man this hunger Feeling something

Ah, yeah beautiful girls Here I am, ain't no man of the world, no All I need is a beautiful girl What a sweet talkin' honey with a little bit of money can turn your head around She was seaside sittin', just a smokin' and a drinkin' on ringside, On top of

Oh I like you too and to tell you the truth That wasn't my chair after all. Well excuse me, but I think you've got my chair, No that one's not taken, I don't mind if you sit here, I'll be glad to share. Yea it's usually, packed here on Friday nights, Oh

The bartender said ya'll keep it down The party was goin' strong By the palm trees down at the tiki bar Right there in the Holidome We'd been sittin' there since happy hour Had the day off in Omaha And all those girls came in and they wanted to swim And