Making somebody happy is a question of give and take / You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break / Every smile and every little touch / Don’t you know that they mean so much
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Déjà, à Waterloo Napoléon a dû se rendre / Et moi, je crois que mon destin prend / Aujourd’hui le même chemin / Les livres d’histoire et la vie
I was a fighter always looking for trouble / and my life was so empty / there was nothing left to live for / but then it happened one night
Sit down and listen ‘cause I’ve got good news for you / It was in the papers today / Some physician had made a discovery / This’ what she had to say:
You think you’re gonna make me softer with your fancy car, ahaha but I can tell you all your tricks ain’t gonna get you far, ahaha they say that money’s got a magic touch but not to me it doesn’t mean that much you won’t have me tonight alright, alright, alright, alright So long, see you honey can’t buy me with your money Tracy, Daisy, they may be crazy but I’ll never be your girl so long, see you honey can’t buy me with your money you know it’s not worth tryin’ so long, so long, so long You didn’t have to send me flowers like you did today, ahaha I wouldn’t keep a thing from you I gave them all away, ahaha the girls might fall for everything you’ve got but I’m not one of them, you know I’m not you won’t have me tonight alright, alright, alright, alright So long, see you honey can’t buy me with your money Tracy, Daisy, they may be crazy but I’ll never be your girl so long, see you honey can’t buy me with your money you know it’s not worth tryin’ so long, so long, so long
You say she’s been mad at you / Then you say you’ll be patient, ooh / Still I see that she makes you blue / Come on, I’ll give you consolation
You feel bad, let me tell you, we all get the blues / Sometimes life is a burden, weighed down in your shoes / When it’s bad, worse, worst / (And when you’re feeling so bad)
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I know that this shouldn’t be / A traumatic event, but it is / And I feel so bad / My little boy looks so happy
Long awaited darkness falls / Casting shadows on the walls / In the twilight hour I am alone / Sitting near the fireplace, dying embers warm my face