share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger
Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you
Slow down, you crazy child you're so ambitious for a juvenile But then if you're so smart, tell me Why are you still so afraid? Where's the fire, what
Saturday night and you're still hangin' around Tired of living in your one horse town you'd like to find a little hole in the ground, for awhile..
I am the entertainer and I know just where I stand Another serenader and another longhaired band Today I am your champion, I may have won your hearts
Anthony works in the grocery store Savin his pennies for some day Mama Leone left a note on the door She said "Sonny move out to the country" Ah but working
Bobby's driving through the city tonight- Through the lights- In a hot new rent-a-car. He joins the lover in his heavy machine- It's a scene down
New York State of mind Some folks like to get away, Take a holiday from the neighborhood. Hop a flight to Miami Beach or to Hollywood. But I'm takin
Come out, Virginia- Don't let me wait. You Catholic girls start much too late. Ah! But sooner or later it comes down to fate. I might as well will
There's a place in the world for the angry young man With his working class ties and his radical plans He refuses to bend, he refuses to crawl and
She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes She can ruin your faith with her casual lies And she only reveals what she wants you to see She
She's got a way about her I don't know what it is, but I know that I can't live without her She's got a way of pleasin' I don't know why it is, but there
I've seen the lights go out on Broadway, I saw the Empire State laid low. And life went on beyond the Palisades, They all bought Cadillacs, and left there
Now we take our time, so nonchalant And spend our nights so bon vivant We dress our days in silken robes The money comes The money goes We know it's all
While in these days of quiet desperation As I wander through the world in which I live I search everywhere for some new inspiration But it's more than
I don't believe in first impressions For just this once I hope that looks don't deceive I ain't got time for true confessions I've got to make the move
