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Please Don't Tease
Norrie Paramor & His Orchestra
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Bruce Welch
Pete Chester
THEMES
Body
Love
Weather
GENRES
Rock 'n' Roll
YEAR
1998
You tell me that you love me baby, then you say you don't
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you straight right now, please don't tease
You come right out and tell me, you're out with someone new
You play it oh so doggone cool, I don't know what to do
You never seem to answer me, you just don't here my pleas
I'll give it to you one more time, please don't tease
Oh please don't tease me, you know it hurts so much
Come on and squeeze me, you know I need your tender touch
But you tell me that you love me baby, then you say you don't
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you straight right now, please don't tease
Oh please don't tease me, you know it hurts so much
Come on and squeeze me, you know I need your tender touch
But you tell me that you love me baby, then you say you don't
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you one more time, please don't tease
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you straight right now, please don't tease
You come right out and tell me, you're out with someone new
You play it oh so doggone cool, I don't know what to do
You never seem to answer me, you just don't here my pleas
I'll give it to you one more time, please don't tease
Oh please don't tease me, you know it hurts so much
Come on and squeeze me, you know I need your tender touch
But you tell me that you love me baby, then you say you don't
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you straight right now, please don't tease
Oh please don't tease me, you know it hurts so much
Come on and squeeze me, you know I need your tender touch
But you tell me that you love me baby, then you say you don't
You tell me that you'll come on over, then you say you won't
You love me like a hurricane, then you start to freeze
I'll give it to you one more time, please don't tease
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People Everyday
Arrested Development
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Sylvester Stewart
Todd A Thomas
THEMES
Clothing/Apparel
Body
Memories/Nostalgia
GENRES
Hip Hop
YEAR
1992
See I was resting at the park minding my own,
Business as I kick up the treble tone,
On my radio tape player box, right,
Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ?
Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating,
Investigation maybe she was demonstrating,
But nevertheless I was pleased,
My day was going great and my soul was at ease,
Until a group of brothers started bugging out,
Drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route,
Disrespecting my black queen,
Holding their crotches and being obscene.
At first I ignored them cause see I know their type,
They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight,
And they see a young couple having a time that's good,
And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood,
So they came to test Speech cause of my hair-do,
And the loud bright colors that I wear (Boo !).
I was a target cause I'm a fashion misfit (Misfit!),
And the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it.
Well I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be,
But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy,
Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ?
Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me,
See!
I am everyday people
I am everyday people
I told the niggaz please let us pass, friend.
I said please cause I don't like killing Africans,
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube,
But I had to take the brother out for being rude,
And like I said before I was mad by then.
It took three or four cops to pull me off of him,
But that's the story y'all of a black man,
Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African,
Ya see.
I am everyday people
I am everyday people
Business as I kick up the treble tone,
On my radio tape player box, right,
Just loud enough so folks could hear it's hype, see ?
Outta nowhere comes the woman I'm dating,
Investigation maybe she was demonstrating,
But nevertheless I was pleased,
My day was going great and my soul was at ease,
Until a group of brothers started bugging out,
Drinking the 40 oz, going the nigga route,
Disrespecting my black queen,
Holding their crotches and being obscene.
At first I ignored them cause see I know their type,
They got drunk and got guns and they wanna fight,
And they see a young couple having a time that's good,
And their egos wanna test a brother's manhood,
So they came to test Speech cause of my hair-do,
And the loud bright colors that I wear (Boo !).
I was a target cause I'm a fashion misfit (Misfit!),
And the outfit that I'm wearing brothers dissing it.
Well I stay calm and pray the niggaz leave me be,
But they're squeezing parts of my date's anatomy,
Why, Lord, do brothers have to drill me ?
Cause if I start to hit this man they'll have to kill me,
See!
I am everyday people
I am everyday people
I told the niggaz please let us pass, friend.
I said please cause I don't like killing Africans,
But he wouldn't stop and I ain't Ice Cube,
But I had to take the brother out for being rude,
And like I said before I was mad by then.
It took three or four cops to pull me off of him,
But that's the story y'all of a black man,
Acting like a nigga and get stomped by an African,
Ya see.
I am everyday people
I am everyday people
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Please Help Me, I'm Falling
Puff Johnson
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Don Robertson
Hal Blair
YEAR
1996
Please help me, Im falling
In love with you.
Close the door to temptation,
Dont let me walk through.
Turn away from me, darling --
Im begging you to.
Please help me, Im falling
In love with you.
Piano
I belong to another
Whose arms have grown cold,
But I promised forever
To have and to hold.
I can never be free, dear,
But when Im with you
I know that Im losing
The will to be true.
Please help me, Im falling
And that would be sin.
Close the door to temptation,
Dont let me walk in.
For I mustnt want you,
But, darling, I do --
Please help me, Im falling
In love with you.
In love with you.
Close the door to temptation,
Dont let me walk through.
Turn away from me, darling --
Im begging you to.
Please help me, Im falling
In love with you.
Piano
I belong to another
Whose arms have grown cold,
But I promised forever
To have and to hold.
I can never be free, dear,
But when Im with you
I know that Im losing
The will to be true.
Please help me, Im falling
And that would be sin.
Close the door to temptation,
Dont let me walk in.
For I mustnt want you,
But, darling, I do --
Please help me, Im falling
In love with you.
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Paradise Road
Dolly Parton
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Dolly Parton
THEMES
Body
Names
Places
Novelty
Numbers
GENRES
Country and Western
YEAR
1998
I grew up dirty and I grew up poor
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
And I had the gift of imagination
I could change my situation
Anytime I choose I could always go
Down Paradise Road
I found a kingdom deep within
A place dream and to pretend
And to prepare for the world out there
A dream can dress you when you're ragged
Fill you up when hunger's naggin'
I warmed my soul when life was cold
On Paradise Road
Paradise is a state of mind
The sun shines warm and all the time
And the rain don't flow and the wind don't blow
On Paradise Road
A place no one can take from me
A place of everlasting peace
Where dreamers go
It's never closed
Paradise Road
Paradise is a state of mind
Down the road of life and time
And the friends we meet
Make the travlin' sweet
On Paradise Road
Sometimes now when the world is mad
I find that place I've always had
Inside my soul
It's paved in gold
Paradise Road
I grew up dirty and I grew up poor
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
But I had the gift of imagination
I could change my situation
Anytime I choose I could always go
Down Paradise Road
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
And I had the gift of imagination
I could change my situation
Anytime I choose I could always go
Down Paradise Road
I found a kingdom deep within
A place dream and to pretend
And to prepare for the world out there
A dream can dress you when you're ragged
Fill you up when hunger's naggin'
I warmed my soul when life was cold
On Paradise Road
Paradise is a state of mind
The sun shines warm and all the time
And the rain don't flow and the wind don't blow
On Paradise Road
A place no one can take from me
A place of everlasting peace
Where dreamers go
It's never closed
Paradise Road
Paradise is a state of mind
Down the road of life and time
And the friends we meet
Make the travlin' sweet
On Paradise Road
Sometimes now when the world is mad
I find that place I've always had
Inside my soul
It's paved in gold
Paradise Road
I grew up dirty and I grew up poor
The wolf didn't even hang 'round our door
Not a crumb to spare and the cupboard bare
But I had the gift of imagination
I could change my situation
Anytime I choose I could always go
Down Paradise Road
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Paper Doll
Fleetwood Mac
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
John V Herron
Rick Vito
Stevie Nicks
THEMES
Body
Love
Weather
Clothing/Apparel
GENRES
Pop
YEAR
1992
You like a man with a future
You like a woman with a past
Well do you really believe that
She said to faces in the crowd
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not to scream and shout
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of agony
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Come on now, let the sad winds blow down
As the rain came, she refused to wear her coat
But deep in her heart she knew, that the song must go on
He says well I have forgotten you
And your beautiful eyes
We were off the wall
We were mirrors of our former selves
Well you could have said no
You could have said well I just can't
Whoa we were off the wall
We were mirrors of each other
Passing by
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
REPEAT
Well I was your Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Well I was you Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper Doll
And it doesn't even matter
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
It was a real clear answer
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
I was fascinated by somebody else
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
You like a woman with a past
Well do you really believe that
She said to faces in the crowd
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
And even if you did miss me
You never let me know
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of love with me
And not to scream and shout
You prefer to be just a little bit
In and out of agony
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
Come on now, let the sad winds blow down
As the rain came, she refused to wear her coat
But deep in her heart she knew, that the song must go on
He says well I have forgotten you
And your beautiful eyes
We were off the wall
We were mirrors of our former selves
Well you could have said no
You could have said well I just can't
Whoa we were off the wall
We were mirrors of each other
Passing by
(Yesterday I was facinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else
REPEAT
Well I was your Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Well I was you Paper Doll
(Yesterday I was fascinated by somebody else)
Paper Doll
And it doesn't even matter
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
It was a real clear answer
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
I was fascinated by somebody else
(I was fascinated by somebody else)
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Poor Baby
"Company" (1995 West End Production)
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Stephen Sondheim
YEAR
1995
SARAH:
Darling
HARRY:
Yes?
SARAH:
Robert
HARRY:
What?
SARAH:
I worry
HARRY:
Why?
SARAH:
He's all alone
There's no one
HARRY:
Where?
SARAH:
In his life
HARRY:
Oh
SARAH:
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, all alone
Evening after evening by the telephone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
JENNY:
David
DAVID:
Yes?
JENNY:
Bobby
DAVID:
What?
JENNY:
I worry
DAVID:
Why?
JENNY:
It's such a waste
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
There's no one
DAVID:
Where?
JENNY:
In his life
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
Bobby ought to have a woman
Poor baby, sitting there
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire
Making conversation with the empty air
Poor baby!
[Later, as Robert takes April to bed]
SARAH:
Robert
JENNY:
Bobby
SARAH:
Robert, angel
JENNY:
Bobby, honey
SARAH:
You know
No one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But isn't she a little bit, well
You know
JENNY:
You know
SARAH:
Face it
JENNY:
No one
SARAH/JENNY:
Why her?/Wants you to be happy
More than
SARAH:
I do
JENNY:
Better
SARAH:
No one
JENNY:
No one
SARAH & JENNY:
But isn't she a little bit, well,
You know
Face it
SUSAN:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
AMY & JOANNE:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But
ALL:
Isn't she a little bit, well
TOGETHER-VARIOUS:
Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Where is she from?
Neurotic?
Peculiar?
And cheap?
She seems so dead
She's tall enough to be your mother
And gross?
Depressing?
She's very weird
And immature?
Goliath!
TOGETHER:
Poor baby, all alone
Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
Darling
HARRY:
Yes?
SARAH:
Robert
HARRY:
What?
SARAH:
I worry
HARRY:
Why?
SARAH:
He's all alone
There's no one
HARRY:
Where?
SARAH:
In his life
HARRY:
Oh
SARAH:
Robert ought to have a woman
Poor baby, all alone
Evening after evening by the telephone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
JENNY:
David
DAVID:
Yes?
JENNY:
Bobby
DAVID:
What?
JENNY:
I worry
DAVID:
Why?
JENNY:
It's such a waste
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
There's no one
DAVID:
Where?
JENNY:
In his life
DAVID:
Oh
JENNY:
Bobby ought to have a woman
Poor baby, sitting there
Staring at the walls and playing solitaire
Making conversation with the empty air
Poor baby!
[Later, as Robert takes April to bed]
SARAH:
Robert
JENNY:
Bobby
SARAH:
Robert, angel
JENNY:
Bobby, honey
SARAH:
You know
No one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But isn't she a little bit, well
You know
JENNY:
You know
SARAH:
Face it
JENNY:
No one
SARAH/JENNY:
Why her?/Wants you to be happy
More than
SARAH:
I do
JENNY:
Better
SARAH:
No one
JENNY:
No one
SARAH & JENNY:
But isn't she a little bit, well,
You know
Face it
SUSAN:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
AMY & JOANNE:
You know, no one
Wants you to be happy
More than I do
No one
But
ALL:
Isn't she a little bit, well
TOGETHER-VARIOUS:
Dumb?
Tacky?
Vulgar?
Old?
Tall?
Aggressive?
Where is she from?
Neurotic?
Peculiar?
And cheap?
She seems so dead
She's tall enough to be your mother
And gross?
Depressing?
She's very weird
And immature?
Goliath!
TOGETHER:
Poor baby, all alone
Throw a lonely dog a bone, it's still a bone
We're the only tenderness he's ever known
Poor baby!
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Padlock On The Blues
John Mayall
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
John Mayall
THEMES
Body
Colours
GENRES
Blues
YEAR
1999
I got a padlock on the blues
And I got the key to open up my mind
Unlock it what's inside me?
I never know just what I'll find
When it comes to my emotions
I got the blues of every kind
People ask, "Why don't you sing the blues
With a voice full of gravel and growl?"
I say, "I got my own style
And when I sing you're gonna hear that howl
I got to go with what I got
And what I got won't let me down"
Sometimes I stop to wonder
What some critics out there would have me do
But beware the green gods of envy
Pay no attention - see it through
That's why I'm depending on you, people
Yes, I mean you and you and you and you
And I got the key to open up my mind
Unlock it what's inside me?
I never know just what I'll find
When it comes to my emotions
I got the blues of every kind
People ask, "Why don't you sing the blues
With a voice full of gravel and growl?"
I say, "I got my own style
And when I sing you're gonna hear that howl
I got to go with what I got
And what I got won't let me down"
Sometimes I stop to wonder
What some critics out there would have me do
But beware the green gods of envy
Pay no attention - see it through
That's why I'm depending on you, people
Yes, I mean you and you and you and you
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Please Come Home For Christmas
Fats Domino
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles Brown
Gene C Redd
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Colours
Christmas/Seasonal
GENRES
Blues
Rock
YEAR
1993
Bells will be ringing this sad sad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singing "Silent Night"
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas by New Years night
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
But this is Christmas yes Christmas my dear
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and new Years will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, happy once again
Oh there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, Christmas once again
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singing "Silent Night"
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas by New Years night
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
But this is Christmas yes Christmas my dear
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and new Years will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, happy once again
Oh there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, Christmas once again
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Please Come Home For Christmas
Bon Jovi
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Charles Brown
Gene C Redd
THEMES
Love
Country/Nature
Colours
Christmas/Seasonal
GENRES
Blues
Rock
YEAR
1992
Bells will be ringing this sad sad news
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singing "Silent Night"
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas by New Years night
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
But this is Christmas yes Christmas my dear
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and new Years will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, happy once again
Oh there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, Christmas once again
Oh what a Christmas to have the blues
My baby's gone I have no friends
To wish me greetings once again
Choirs will be singing "Silent Night"
Christmas carols by candlelight
Please come home for Christmas
Please come home for Christmas
If not for Christmas by New Years night
Friends and relations send salutations
Sure as the stars shine above
But this is Christmas yes Christmas my dear
The time of year to be with the ones you love
So won't you tell me you'll never more roam
Christmas and new Years will find you home
There'll be no more sorrow no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, happy once again
Oh there'll be no more sorrow, no grief and pain
And I'll be happy, Christmas once again
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Pearl's A Singer
"Smokey Joe's Cafe" (Original Broadway Production)
- Credits
- Lyrics
- Sheet Music
WRITERS
Jerry Leiber
John Sembello
Mike Stoller
Ralph Palladino
THEMES
Names
Food and Drink
Dreams
GENRES
Rock
Pop
YEAR
1996
Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job is entertaining folks
Singings songs and telling jokes
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once was a winner
In a contest
Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once cut a record
They played it for a week or so
On the local radio
It never made it
She wanted to be Betty Grable
But now she sits there at that beer stained table
Dreaming of the things she never got to do
All those dreams that never came true
Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job is entertaining folks
Singing songs and telling jokes
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job's entertaining folks
Singing songs, telling jokes
In a nightclub
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job is entertaining folks
Singings songs and telling jokes
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once was a winner
In a contest
Pearl's a singer
And they say that she once cut a record
They played it for a week or so
On the local radio
It never made it
She wanted to be Betty Grable
But now she sits there at that beer stained table
Dreaming of the things she never got to do
All those dreams that never came true
Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job is entertaining folks
Singing songs and telling jokes
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She stands up when she plays the piano
In a nightclub
Pearl's a singer
She sings songs for the lost and the lonely
Her job's entertaining folks
Singing songs, telling jokes
In a nightclub
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