Some girls are all about it Some girls they love to let it fly Some girls can't live without it Some girls are born to make you cry About the girls of summer (What do you know, what everybody's talking about) When winter hush turns summer pink In half

Hey nice to know ya Whoa, yeah, yeah Burnin' down the circus Don't know how to work this out (Hey nice to know ya Hey nice to know ya) Started out a novice Finished like an artist Cryin' in the lobby, oh

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, say, say, say You know I'm crying, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh What can I do, girl, to get through to you Standing here baptized in all my tears, baby through the years You never ever worry and you never shed a tear

You know I know that you know I know That you're a liar, a liar Wo-wo-wo-wo-wo-wo But I'm never gonna come Baby cry, cry, cry You ain't fooling anyone You can crawl, crawl, crawl You can beg and you can bleed Baby talk, talk, talk

Cowgirls don't cry Cowgirls don't cry, ride, baby, ride Soon enough you gonna know why It's gonna hurt every now and then If you fall get back on again Her daddy gave her, her first pony Then taught her to ride She climbed high in that saddle Fell I

Better than he can I know I can treat you better Than he can And any girl like you deserves a gentleman Tell me why are we wasting time On all your wasted cryin' When you should be with me instead 'Cause I know I can treat you better I won't lie to you

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

(To your arms) (But I love you) So I'll cry if you won't take me there (If you won't take me there) Baby, I understand da reason why you're leavin' But dat doesn't make it any easier to bear I know dat I played dis game a fool wen I was cheatin' Now I'm

Well I know, I know, I know History recalls how great the fall can be While everybody's sleeping, the boats put out to sea Borne on the wings of time It seemed the answers were so easy to find "To late," the prophets (profits) cry The island's sinking,

I just want to get closer than close to you. I know that one way or the other Any test of my faith will do. And lovers fall for lovers' friends. We make each other cry, Living in each others lives And trying to make the fantasy come true. She'll read