Play by the rules You're gonna miss all the fun He was a melon stealin' A do-it-anywayin' Playin' hooky from school A water tower poet class of '73 He'd say by God you better know it if you're runnin' with me

Well, she ate it Lordy, it was love at first bite Conscience was related Man, he was created Never knowin' wrong for right, right, right, right So, she ate it Yeah, she ate it Back when Cain was able Way before the stable

Oh! Hé! Hein! Bon! Oui, je sais je perds tout mais c'que j'veux pas C'est qu'on se moque de moi La la la la la la la La la la la la la Qu'est-ce que j'ai fait de mes clés? Mes lunettes et mes papiers? Mon veston, mon lorgnon? Mon étui d'accordéon?

I'm getting out of love. Sitting here, waiting for, Someone calling at my door, What's the use of changing things, Wonder what tomorrow brings, My Shangri-la has gone away,

With her every little move she's telling me I'm over you She's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's got the rhythm and I got the blues And she's showing me how much I had to lose This old bar stools feeling higher As a started sinking lower The

But that don't make it easy lovin' me That might make for a good story, man We were playin' out in Vegas when this lady pressed her way up to the stage I forgot what I was singin' when she met me with her meet-me-later gaze When she threw it on my mic

(Oh, oh, oh) girl, I'm glad that you never did (Oh, oh, oh) lose faith in this comeback kid Just keep holding on Just call me the comeback kid I'm a new used car with a couple dents And I'll get where I'm going 'Cause I know where I've been When it all

LA girls, please act your age Does anybody love anybody as much as I love you, baby? You treat me like I have the plague It's the Gyre and Gimble in the wabe Sweeten up your lemonade And meet me down at tower twenty-eight I think I'm in whiplash I'm

As the homeland plans enemies Passive attraction, programmed reaction Lonesome for no one when The room was empty and War as we knew it was obsolete Nothing could beat complete denial All we do is talk, sit, switch screens All we do is talk, static split

I love you, Porgy Don't let him take me Don't let him handle me If you can keep me I want to stay here With you forever And drive me mad I've got my man And I'll be glad