Golden days! In the summertime Golden days Oh don't you wonder when the light begins to fade? And the clock just makes the colors turn to grey Forever younger growing older just the same All the memories that we make will never change We'll stay drunk,

Now we're listenin' to old Alabama A little dixieland delight and it feels so right Oh, play me some old Alabama She'd rather wear a pair of cut-off jeans Than a fancy evening dress And with her windows rolled down And her hair all blown around She's a

True love, If I could get it back, yeah True love, it was mine oh mine True love, is an inspiration And I could've had it all, could've had it all True love, I know I had it True love, was so hard to find I'd never let it go this time Never let it go,

Kisses of fire, burning, burning Kisses of fire, sweet devotions I'm at the point of no returning Kisses of fire Caught in a landslide of emotions Oh, I'm riding higher than the sky and there is fire in every kiss Lay your head on my chest so you hear

(Dream on, dream on teenage queen prettiest girl we've ever seen) But she loved the boy next door who worked at the candy store There's a story in our town Of the prettiest girl around Golden hair and eyes of blue How those eyes could flash at you (how

Y nos olvidamo' 'e la hora (Uah) Quédate en lo que amanece pa' ir comiéndote to'a (-o'a) Yo sé que me prefieres, y quieres (Bebecita) Quédate en lo que amanece Yo sé que me prefieres, y quieres (Oh-oh, uah) Y encima 'e mí tú te moja' (Moja-ah) Real hasta

I cover the waterfront Will the one I love I'm watching the sea Be coming back to me? Patiently waiting Hoping and longing Oh, how I yearn Where are you?

You're never fully dressed without a smile (oh oh oh oh oh, oh oh) You're never fully dressed without a smile But if you stand for nothing you'll fall for it all We got all we need, got no more And if you stand for somethin' you can have it all 'Cause if

Imagination's got the best of you Baby baby your imagination (your imagination) You're caring too much about what I say You're wondering too much about what I do And baby, your imagination now Your imagination (your imagination) Baby your imagination

I've known mornings white as diamonds Silent from a night so cold Such a stillness, calm as the owl glides Our lives are buried in snow Our lives are buried in snow, oh, oh I was sifting through the piles In my hand a tangled thread Each patient tug upon