It is not said, I always know You can catch me Don't you run, don't you run If you live another day In this happy little house The fire's here to stay
doing fine Doing fine, doing fine, doing fine Sitting in my glass house I am sitting in my glass house I am sitting in my glass house I am, I am, oh
I went to your house Walked up the stairs And I opened your door Without ringing the bell I walked down the hall into your room Where I could smell you
She doesn't look, she doesn't see Opens up for nobody Figures out, she figures out Narrow line, she can't decide Everything short of suicide Never hurts
FZ: Thank you, good night . . . Thank you, if you'll . . . if you sit down and be quiet, we'll make an attempt to, ah, perform Brown Shoes Don't Make
a little inside Cos he hasn't lived until he's died You couldn't have lived until you've tried He hasn't lived until he's died The Little Death...
mud shark And of course with the mud shark secret word is the mud shark arpeggio A marvellous little arpeggio And now the mating call of the adult male
I'll Be There" Looking back now that little mountain church house Has become my lifes cornerstone It was there in that little mountain church house I
somebody's waiting for me at home somebody's waiting for me at home i should have known, i should have know and somebody's got a car outside somebody
leaden shoes All the way to the house our father knew And this angry storm of slamming doors And broken glass on hardwood floors Waits for you in the house
Somebody?s waiting for me at home Somebody?s waiting for me at home I should?ve known I should?ve known And somebody?s got a car outside somebody?s
Somebody's waiting for me at home Somebody's waiting for me at home I should've known I should've known And somebody's got a car outside Somebody
She doesn't look, she doesn't see Opens up for nobody Figures out, she figures out Narrow line, she can't decide Everything short of suicide Never
Leaving early, just before the hour A few moments won't make any difference Not to me, anyway The early bird catches the worm I don't really want to
Ooh! La-la la-la-la la-ra-la-la la-la-la La-la la-la-la la-ra-la-la la-laaaah! Aynsley Dunbar! Ya-ya ya-ya-ya ya-ya Ya-ya ya-ya-ya ya-ya Ya-ya ya-ya
take me to your little country house as you got the wheels now you can drive me take me to your little country house for the week-end and to welcome spring
