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Busted flat in Baton Rouge, waiting for a train ....
And I's feeling nearly as faded as my jeans.
Bobby thumbed a diesel down just before it rained,
It rode us all the way to New Orleans.
I pulled my harpoon out of my dirty red bandanna,
I was playing soft while Bobby sang the blues.
Windshield wipers slapping time, I was holding Bobby's hand in mine,
We sang every song that driver knew.
Freedom is just another word for nothing left to lose,
Nothing don't mean nothing honey if it ain't free, now now.
And feeling good was easy, Lord, when he sang the blues,
You know feeling good was good enough for me,
Good enough for me and my Bobby McGee.
Met her in a pub down in north Soho
Where they drink champagne and it tastes just like cherry cola...C O L A...cola
She walked up to me and asked me to dance
I asked her name and in a backroom voice she said Lola...L O L A... Lola
Whatever Lola wants ... Lola gets .....
And little man Lola wants you ....
Make up your mind ...
No regrets ...
Recline yourself, resign yourself, you're through.
Whatever Lola wants ... Lola gets.
Give in ... give in ... you will never win ...
Whatever Lola wants ... Lola gets!
Call me a joker, call me a fool
Right at this moment I'm totally cool
Clear as a crystal, sharp as a knife
I feel like I'm in the prime of my life
Sometimes it feels like I'm going too fast
I don't know how long this feeling will last
Maybe it's only tonight
I can't keep up with what's been going down,
I think my heart must just be slowing down,
Among the human beings
In their designer jeans
Am I the only one who hears the screams
And the strangled cries of
Lawyers in love?
Hello darkness, my old friend ....
I've come to talk with you again.
Because a vision softly creeping .....
Left its seeds while I was sleeping.
And the vision that was planted in my brain.
Still remains.
Within the sound of silence.
In restless dreams I walked alone ....
Narrow streets of cobblestone .....
'Neath the halo of a street lamp .....
I turned my collar to the cold and damp .....
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light .....
That split the night.
And touched the sound of silence.
if you only knew ... how easy
It would be
to show me... how you feel...
More than words..
Is all... you have to do...
to make it real...
Then you wouldn't have to say
that you love me....
'Cause I'd... already... know...
MMC
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