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Hello Big Man (1983)
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Sitting in a car here
After a party where we've seen
Everyone we've known for years
Well I've known you for years
Oh but now it's all changed
And all of my feelings
Have been rearranged

Come upstairs
We'll be all alone
Come upstairs
No one will know
Come upstairs
We can take of the phone
Come upstairs
You can take of my clothes

Say that it feels good
Maybe too good
You say that it feels like a dream
You want to knock on some wood
Well I'll give you some wood
And I'll give you some fire
I'll give you myself
And I will show you my desire

Come upstairs
We'll have a few laughs
Come upstairs
We'll take a bath
Come upstairs
It's only one flight
Come upstairs
You can stay overnight

I'll give you some wood
Yeah, I'll give you some fire
I'll give you myself
And I will show you my desire


. . .


Peter's on the loose
I'd like to see him again
I remember when
We made love
On the jetty in the rain
When the fishing boats would
Come back in
At the end of the day
He'd run up the hill to my cabin
With a swordfish and he'd say:
"Girl I want you all over again"'
All over again

In Menemsha, Menemsha
Menemsha, Menemsha

The sunset on the sound
Was almost too much to take
We would dance on the hill
With our friends
'Til the morning would break
Everybody drank too much beer
In those days
Thank God it wasn't whisky
Or we'd all be dead
And Peter and me we'd pull the shades
Everyone was interested
In Peter and me

In Menemsha, Menemsha
Menemsha, Menemsha



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Hey, when I say things that bother you
Don't be a stubborn man
Don't leave me in the cold
Remember who I am
Damn, you get to me
When I can't get to you

No fair, you're silent and you're hurt
And all I want to do
Is know what I've done wrong
All I want to know is what to do
Damn, you get to me
When I can't get to you

There's too much long distance
In our love
And tonight I need you
Don't run away, please let me know
How I've hurt you
Hey, it's me, see I'm the lucky one
You've opened up my heart
You led me by the hand
You took me slow so I would understand
Damn, you got to me
Let me get to you






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I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Every day and every night
We'll be together with a roof
Right over our head
We'll share the shelter of my single bed
We'll share the same room
God will provide the bread

Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling
Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling
I'm willing and able
So I throw my cards on the table

I wanna love you
And treat you right
I wanna love you
Everyday and every night
We'll be together with a roof
Right over our heads
We'll share the shelter of my single bed
We'll share the same room
God will provide the bread

Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling
Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling I wanna know, wanna know, wanna know now

Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling
Is this love, is this love, is this love, is this love
That I'm feeling
I'm willing and able
So I throw my cards on the table

I wanna love you
I wanna treat you right
I wanna love you
Everyday and every night
We'll be together with a roof right over our heads
We'll share the shelter, yeah, of my single bed
We'll share the same room
God will provide the bread



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Orpheus, it could have been
You could have held me again
You said your songs had all gone
And that the road back up was too long

But it was there for us
It was there for us
I loved you all along
Orpheus

The part of me that died
Was ready to be reborn
And you called of the hounds
Of hell with your songs

Orpheus, Orpheus
I loved you all along, Orpheus
Orpheus, It could have been
You could have held me again

But you couldn't wait
Somewhere along the road
You lost your faith
Out of despair and believing
I was gone
You gave up on my love
you gave up on us
But it was there for us
It was there for us
I loved you all along
Orpheus



. . .


It happens everyday
Two lovers with the best intentions to stay
Together they the decide to separate
Just how it happens
Neither is certain
But it happens everyday

It happens everyday
After you break up
You say these words to your friends:
"How could I have loved that boy?
He was so bad to me in the end"

Well, you make him a liar
Turn him into a robber
Well, it happens everyday

But I don't regret that I loved you
How I loved you I will never forget
And in time I'll look back and remember
The boy that I knew when we first met

Still it happens everyday
Two lovers turn and twist their love into hate
But am I so different
From those young girls you used to date?
You used to adore me
You used to adore me
Still it happens everyday




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He asks her for permission
To take the car
Light his cigar
Play his guitar
Burn down the barn

He asks her for permission
To tie his shoes
To take a snooze
To read the news
To sing the blues

He's such a good boy
A real mama's boy
She treats him like a toy
He's such a good boy

He asks her for permission
To get a tan
To play his hand
To blow a grand
To be a man

He asks her for permission
To say goodnight
To see Snow White
To watch the fight
'Cause she's always right

He's such a good boy
A real mama's boy
She treats him like a toy
He's such a good boy

She points her finger
And waves her hand
And acts just like a Queen bee
But he's foolin' her
'Cause he doesn't ask
Her for permission
When he comes to see me
Comes to see me

He's such a good boy
A real mama's boy
She treats him like a toy
He's such a good boy


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He started a company
When he was a young man
Handsome, and like a reed so tall
With a face like an old photograph
She would fall for him
Fall for him
She would fall

She wore her mother's cocktail dress
With saddle shoes
She was pretty and she was small
She worked the switchboard
Down the hall from him
Down the hall

He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"
And that was how the wooing
And the winning began
He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"

Of course New York in those days
Was carriage rides and matinees
He took her to a ball
At the Waldorf Astoria
He would fall for her
Fall for her, he would fall

He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"
And that was how the wooing
And the winning began
He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"

You could hear them laugh
As they danced in their room
And the shadows on the avenue
Rose into a jealous moon
Which swung low in the dawn light
To see what was going on with those two

You keep on expecting
Something to go wrong
And nothing does
They still live in the house
Where we were born
Pictures of us kids
Hanging up all over the walls

And some say he built his empire
For wealth and fame
But if you ask him why
He'll say he did it all for her
All for her
All for her

He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"
And that was how the wooing
And the winning began
He said: "Hello little woman"
She said: "Hello big man"






. . .


Honey, I don't want you to see me this way
So out of control
So carried away
'Cause you don't feel the same

And I remember times when I was your storm
I blew hot and cold
And you were so warm
But, now you don't feel the same

I remember when you were looking up at me
Like I was the only one
That you'd ever wanna see

Honey, how can I ask you to stay
When you've already gone
There's no one to blame
It's just that you don't feel the same

I touch you
And your eyes look away
Your hands are cold
The balance has changed
And darling, you don't feel
Honey, you don't feel
No, you don't feel the same





. . .


First she sees her hypnotist
When she rushes to her psychiatrist
She sees her acupuncturist
She's got to got to get fixed

Then she sees her scientologist
Gets fed by her nutritionist
She can not seem to resist
Seeking cosmic consciousness

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She swears by Jack La Lanne
Then she throws the I Ching again
She searches in the Himalayas
For someone to ease the pain

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She's looking for a cure
She does not know exactly what for

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again

She's into political activism
Reading up on Tibetan Buddism
Anna Freud's analysed her dreams
And she's hoarse from primal screams

Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again
Looks like she's floundering again
Seems to be floundering again





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