She knew from the start Deep down in her heart That she and Tommy were worlds apart But her mother said, "Never mind, your part Is to be what you'll be" The crowd went crazy Outside the house Mr. Simpson announced That Sally couldn't go to the meeting He

Well just me and my wine Oh, well I'm down in the alley of sally And I'm feeling my way And it's four in the morning I don't have a lot I can say I know I'm looking for some satisfaction But there ain't much news

Sally scanned me right out the condo How quick, How quick the mind goes Game meets game that's how the life goes Stripped the boy out of his house coat Higggggggh, high up in the sky Cold as ice Tell no lies Sally, Sally

Sally was a good ole girl Sally was a good ole girl. No matter what the request She gave it her best 'Cause Sally was a good ole girl. Yeah, Sally was a good ole girl Well, Sally was a good ole girl Sally used to carry my books to school Helped me with

All you want to do is ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride) (ride Sally ride) All you want to do is just ride around, Sally (ride Sally ride) Sally (ride Sally ride) Mustang Sally, guess you better slow your mustang down Mustang Sally , baby, I guess you

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms Don't you think you want someone to talk to? Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon I've been trying all night long just to talk to you And don't you ever leave There is nothing that is wrong In wanting you to

The proceedings seem so painful But now that I know And so slow, slow, slow And so slow What I give is what I will take I gave love - I won't take no wait I say : love love love - universally Love love love I was given as a sacrifice

Universally speaking Silveretta the jets of a lifetime Go and get her I've got her on my mind Simply put I saw love stream flow Come on baby 'cause, there's no name for Give it up and I got what I came for I take it back and you make me nervous Nothing

Nothing can stop Uh huh, oh yeah From the bells of St Mary To the Count of Monte Cristo The sins of Memphisto Sally used to play with her hula hoops Now she tells her problems to therapy groups Grampa's on the front lawn staring at a rake Wondering if

I spend my nights down on the wharf In unlit alleyways By the church downtown Where Sally prays Come down sometime We'll share a rusty can of corn... And listen to the radio I love you, I love you, it says...