Mash it up now That's exactly what we gonna do Make it good You are so beautiful You are so wonderful And you can make your dreams Make them come true You get through everything And cast a laugh and sing

Wallflower, wallflower Won't you dance with me? I'm sad and lonely too I'm fallin' in love with you Just like you I'm wondrin' what I'm doin' here Just like you I'm wondrin' what's goin' on The night will soon be gone I have seen you standing in the

We're going to the last If only, if only And I will love you Tell me if we're wrong All I've seen is what you've done To the last, you and I You're to me than any any son Never in a fore and only son

And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done? Beatrice, I love my phonograph She got a phonograph Beatrice, she got a phonograph Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil has the poor girl heard? But you broke my

It just come natural And I love you It's what I was born to do Don't have to think it through Baby, it's so easy loving you Sun shines, clouds rain Train whistles blow and guitars play Preachers preach, farmers plow Wishes go up, and the world goes round

Give me a reason 'cause I got nothing to gain Feeling complacent I cannot be contained I'm so lost and lonely now So what are we doing now? Take me away Set me on fire There's no other way Feelings you see Are so hard to believe

I was born, born to love you So don't lie I was born in the city all my friends are here Bust through the door said what's your name Looking for somebody and you match the shame Now don't lie You've seen me television and you know what's up The world's

Yeah, we all fall down The higher we fly the harder it feels when we hit the ground What makes a man work until it's kids too old to kiss and hug He won't climb another imaginary mountain when he is in love enough What makes a man build a kingdom all

And it won't say a lonesome word What evil have I done? Beatrice, I love my phonograph She got a phonograph Beatrice, she got a phonograph Beatrice got a phonograph But it won't say a lonesome word What evil has the poor girl heard? But you broke my

Am I made up of glass? Do you see straight through me? Do you not want to be what we once talked about? I'm losing it, I'm losing it for you This is like a different tune And I'm so in love with you I'm losing my mind, I'm losing myself I keep cutting