So don't ask me no questions And I won't tell you no lies So don't ask me 'bout my business And I won't tell you goodbye Well, every time that I come home Nobody wants to let me be It seems that all the friends I've got Just got to come interrogate me I

Seems like lately there's a whole lot of leavin' goin' on I close my eyes and picture you're hand in mine I still hear your voice that takes me back to that time Where I can find a reason to be strong It's pretty cold for late September And autumn wind

A lovely day Then I look at you And the world's alright with me Just one look at you And I know it's gonna be When the day that lies ahead of me Seems impossible to face When someone else instead of me Always seems to know the way

Nadine, honey is that you? Honey, is that you? Seems like every time I see you Seems like every time I catch up with you You are up to something new As I got on a city bus and found a vacant seat, I thought I saw my future bride walking up the street, I

Rainy night in Georgia I believe it's rainin' all over the world Hoverin' by my suitcase Tryin' to find a warm place to spend the night A heavy rain is fallin' Seems I hear your voice callin', "It's alright" Neon signs flashin' Taxi cabs and buses

Oh, the good life, full of fun seems to be the ideal Mm, the good life lets you hide all the sadness you feel You won't really fall in love for you can't take the chance So please be honest with yourself, don't try to fake romance It's the good life to

Betrayed by lust We lied to each other so much That in nothing we trust Lost in a dream Nothing is what it seems Searching my head For the words that you said Tears filled my eyes As we said our last goodbyes This sad scene replays

My pretty little poppy You're like that lovely flower, so sweet and heavenly Since I found you My heart is wrapped around you And loving you it seems to beat a rhapsody The pretty little poppy Must copy its endearing charm from you Amapola, Amapola How I

There's a pathway to the ocean, a salty breeze blowing And this old man down the street makes damn good wine It's got stars that shine like diamonds on the black canvas behind 'em And there's a sun out here that seems to always shine And I've never seen

Hey what ever happened to waiting your turn Doing it all by hand, 'cause when everything is handed to you It's only worth as much as the time put in It all just seems so good the way we had it Back before everything became automatic Quarter in a payphone