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Hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around
Hot sun makin' me sweat
Gators getting close, hasn't got me yet
I can't dance
I can't talk
Only thing about me is the way I walk
I can't dance
I can't sing
I'm just standing here selling everything

Now I greet you from the other side
Of sorrow and despair
With a love so vast and shattered
It will reach you everywhere

And I sing this for the captain whose ship has not been built
For the mother in confusion, her cradle still unfilled
For the heart with no companion, for the soul without a king
For the prima ballerina who cannot dance to anything

Sick at heart and lonely
Deep in dark despair
Thinking one thought only
Where is she, tell me where
And if she says to you
She don't want me
Just give her my message
Tell her of my plea
And I know, if she had me back again
Oh, I would never make her sad
I got a heart full of soul

Moonlight and love songs
Never out of date
Hearts full of passion
Jealousy and hate
Woman needs man, and man must have his mate
That no one can deny

"...hold your hand out naughty boy
Hold your hand out naughty boy
Last night in the pale moonlight
I saw you
With a nice girl in the park you were strolling full of joy
And you told her you'd never kissed a girl before
Hold your hand out naughty boy!"

The school board says "he can't come to school, no more"
unless he wears his hair like he wore it before.
The PTA and all the mothers, say he ought to look like the others.
Home of the brave, land of the free
why won't you let him be what he wants to be

An apple for the teacher
That seems the thing to do
Because i want to learn
About romance from you.
An apple for the teacher
To show i'm meek and mild,
If you insist on saying
That i'm just a problem child.
You'll get all my attention,
Your wish will be my rule;
And maybe you'll be good to me
And keep me after school
An apple for the teacher
That's how i'd better start,
The after while you may give in
And let me bring my heart
An apple for the teacher
Will always do the trick,
When you don't know
Your lesson in arithmetic
An apple for the teacher
Will meet with great success
If you forgot to memorize
The gettysburg address
A little bit of glamour
A charm that's cute and quaint;
And he'll excuse your grammar
And believe you're what you ain't.
You may be just a lemon
But he'll think you're a peach
Just bring an apple for the teacher
When he starts to teach

Teacher's pet
I want to be teachers pet
I want to be huddled and cuddled as close to you as I can get
Mm, teacher's pride
I want to be teacher's pride
I want to be dated, paraded, the one most likely at your side
I want to learn all your lips can teach me
One kiss will do at the start
I'm sure with a little homework
I'll graduate to your heart

Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Don't stand, don't stand so
Don't stand so close to me
Her friends are so jealous
You know how bad girls get
Sometimes it's not so easy
To be the teacher's pet

So close, no matter how far
Couldn't be much more from the heart
Forever trusting who we are
And nothing else matters

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised to buy me a trinket to please me
And then for a kiss, oh! He vowed he would tease me,
He promised he'd bring me a bunch of blue ribbons
To tie up my bonnie brown hair.

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

He promised he'd bring me a basket of posies,
A garland of lilies, a garland of roses,
A little straw hat, to set off the blue ribbons
That tie up my bonnie brown hair.

Oh, dear! What can the matter be?
Dear, dear! What can the matter be?
Oh dear! What can the matter be?
Johnny's so long at the fair.

Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone
But Judy left the same time
Why was he holding her hand
When he's supposed to be mine?
It's my party, and I'll cry if I want to
Cry if I want to
Cry if I want to
You would cry too, if it happened to you
Play all my records, keep dancing all night
But leave me alone for awhile
'Til Johnny's dancing with me
I've got no reason to smile

Luck, let a gentleman see
How nice a dame you can be
I know the way you've treated other guys you've been with
Luck, be a lady with me
A lady doesn't leave her escort
It isn't fair, it isn't nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guy's dice
Let's keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the fella you came in with
Luck, be a lady tonight
A lady never flirts with strangers
She'd have a heart, she'd be nice
A lady doesn't wander all over the room
And blow on some other guy's dice
Let's keep this party polite
Never get out of my sight
Stick with me baby, I'm the guy that you came in with
Luck be a lady tonight

They call me a moonlight gambler
I've gambled for love and lost
When I gamble for love and it isn't in the cards
Oh, what heartaches it can cost me
Win or lose, I'm a moonlight gambler
And a winner is what I long to be
So I'll gamble for love just as long as I live
Till the day Lady Luck smiles at me
You can gamble for match sticks
You can gamble for gold
The stakes may be heavy or small
But if you haven't gambled for love and lost
Then you haven't gambled at all

Every gambler knows that the secret to survivin'
Is knowin' what to throw away and knowing what to keep
'Cause every hand's a winner and every hand's a loser
And the best that you can hope for is to die in your sleep
And when he finished speakin'
He turned back towards the window
Crushed out his cigarette and faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness the gambler, he broke even
But in his final words I found an ace that I could keep

Heaven, I'm in heaven
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak
And I seem to find the happiness I seek
When we're out together, dancing cheek to cheek
Heaven, I'm in heaven
And the cares that hung around me through the week
Seem to vanish like a gambler's lucky streak
When we're out together, dancing cheek to cheek

Has anybody here seen my old friend Martin?
Can you tell me, where he's gone?
He freed a lot of people
But it seems the good die young, yeah
I just looked around and he was gone.

Heaven can wait
And all I got is time until the end of time
Well, I won't look back, I won't look back
Let the altar shine
And I know that I've been released
But I don't know to where
Nobody's gonna tell me now
And I don't really care, no, no, no
I've got a taste of paradise
It's all I really need to make me stay
I got a taste of paradise
If I had it any sooner, you know
You know I never would have run away from my home

Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Someone's knockin' at the door
Somebody's ringin' the bell
Do me a favor
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah, let 'em in
Sister Suzie, brother John
Martin Luther, Phil and Don
Brother Michael, auntie Gin
Open the door and let 'em in, yeah

Mama take this badge off of me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark, too dark for me to see,
It feels like I'm knocking on heaven's door
Knock knock knocking on heaven's door ...

I don't want to lose you
This good thing, that I got
'Cause if I do, I will surely
Surely lose a lot
'Cause your love, is better
Than any love I know
It's like thunder, lightning
The way you love me is frightening
Oh you better knock, knock
On wood, baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh baby
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I'm not superstitious, about ya
But I can't take no chance
You got me spinnin' baby
You know that I'm in a trance
'Cause your love, is better
Than any love I know
It's like thunder, lightning
The way you love me is frightenin'
Oh you better knock, knock, knock

Tears of rain run down my window pane
I'm on my own again, good evening, sorrow
Sit and dream of how things might have been
And as I close my eyes, I get the strangest feeling
Knock, knock, who's there?
Could this be love that's calling?
The door is always open wide
Knock, knock, who's there?
Now, as the night is falling
Take off your coat and come inside

Reach out, touch faith
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who cares
Your own personal Jesus
Someone to hear your prayers
Someone who's there
Feeling unknown
And you're all alone
Flesh and bone
By the telephone
Lift up the receiver
I'll make you a believer

Kindness
In your eyes, I guess
You heard me cry
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
I'm blessed
I know
Heaven sent
And Heaven stole
You smiled at me
Like Jesus to a child
And what have I learned
From all this pain
I thought I'd never feel the same
About anyone
Or anything again

When Mothers of Salem
Their children brought to Jesus,
The stern disciples drove them back
And bade them depart;
But Jesus saw them ere they fled,
And sweetly smiled, and kindly said,
"Suffer little children
To come unto Me.