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Be My Girl - SallyWon't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, Be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my girl Won't you be my, be my, Be my girlSally (Summers)
I was blue and lonely, I couldn't sleep a wink And I could only get unconscious if I'd had to much to drink. There was somehow, something wrong somewhere, and each day seemed grey and dead The seeds of desperation were growing in my head. I needed inspiration, a brand new start in life, Somewhere to place affection, but I didn't want a wife. And then by lucky chance I saw [in] a special magazine An ad. that was unusual, the like I'd never seen, "Experience something different with our new imported toy, She's loving, warm, inflatible and a guarantee of joy." She came all wrapped in cardboard, all pink and shrivelled down A breath of air was all she needed to make her lose that frown. I took her to the bedroom and pumped her with some life, And later in a moment that girl became my wife. And so I sit her in the corner and sometimes stroke her hair And when I'm feeling naughty I blow her up with air She's cuddly and she's bouncy, she's like a rubber ball, I bounce her in the kitchen and I bounce her in the hall. [And now my life is different since Sally came my way] I wake up [in the] morning and have her on a tray She's everything they say she was and I wear a permanent grin, And I only have to worry in case my girl wears pins.
The Bed's Too Big Without YouBed's too big without you Cold wind blows right thru' my open door I can't sleep with your memory Dreaming dreams of what used to be When she left I was cold inside That look on my face was just pride No regrets no love no tears Living on my own was the least of my fears Bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you Since that day when you'd gone Just had to carry on I get thru' day but late at night Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right Every day, just the same Old rules for the same old game All I gained was heartache All I made was one mistake Now the bed's too big without you The bed's too big without you The bed's too big Without you
Behind My Camel--- instrumental ---
Bombs AwayThe general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his officers stink Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The President looks in the mirror and speaks His shirts are clean but his country reeks Unpaid bills In Afghanistan hills Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay The general only wants to teach France to dance His army life doesn't give him any romance Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet The general scratches his belly and thinks His pay is good but his company stinks Guerilla girl, hard and sweet A military man would love to meet Bombs away But we're O.K. Bombs away In old Bombay
Bring On The NightThe afternoon has gently passed me by The evening spreads its sail against the sky Waiting for tomorrow Just another day God bid yesterday goodbye Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight The future is but a question mark Hangs above my head there in the dark Can't see for the brightness Is staring me blind God bid yesterday goodbye Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't spend another hour of daylight Bring on the night I couldn't stand another hour of daylight I couldn't stand another hour of daylight
Born In The 50'sWe were born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties My mother cried When president Kennedy died She said it was the communists But I knew better Would they drop the bomb on us While we made love on the beach We were the class they couldn't teach 'Cos we knew better We were born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties They screamed When the Beatles sang And they laughed when the King fell down the stars Oh they should've known better Oh we hated our Aunt Then we messed in our pants Then we lost our faith and prayed to the TV Oh we should've known better We were born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties We freeze like statues on the pages of history Living was never like this when we took all those G.C.E.'s Oh you opened the door for us And then you turned to dust You don't understand us So don't reprimand us We're taking the future We don't need no teacher