When you meet a boy That you like a lot And you fall in love But he loves you not If a flame should start As you hold him near Better keep your heart
We used to talk forever on a dime Now we live together never find the time We used to walk as lovers on the sand Now we're workin' full-time on our lifetime
A king is crying from his throne He had a queen but now she's gone What is this magic that we seek The mighty strong to mighty weak Every good girl hears
Here, here in this world Where do we go? Where can we turn? When we need some love It seems that love just can't be found Where, where do we stand? When
got the kind of legs that do more than walk Cher: I don't have to listen to your whimpering talk Meatloaf: Listen you got the kind of eyes that do more than see Cher
Sometimes, a heart has a mind of it's own Sometimes, I can tell myself That I'm better off bein' alone Sometimes, but this time I can't hide from the
Well, here we are again I guess it must be fate We've tried it on our own But deep inside we've known We'd be back to set things straight I still remember
Show a little more, Show a little less, Add a little smoke, Welcome to Burlesque. Everything you dream of, But never can possess, Nothing's what it
Spent a lifetime Finally found someone Gave him all that I had In love, 'til the dream was gone An' I was losing myself Out in the darkness, alone But
I can't wait 'til I see you baby I can't wait 'til the night comes fallin' down I gotta see you again And even if it couldn't be forever I'd trade a
Put on my blue suede shoes And I boarded the plane Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues In the middle of the pouring rain W.C. Handy, won't you
I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel
Feeling broken Barely holding on But there's just something so strong Somewhere inside me And I am down but I'll get up again Don't count me out just
Feeling broken Barely holding on But just there's something so strong Somewhere inside me. And I am down, but I'll get up again. Don't count me out just
Come from the suburbs into the city They say you can make it if you're young and you're pretty Dreams must get tall, ain't it a pity But they say you
I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel,
The way you look at her Is the way you use to look at me When things were different Too many changes have gone down Strange vibrations all around Makes
You're struttin' into town like you're slingin' a gun Just a small town dude with a big city attitude Honey are you lookin' for some trouble tonight?