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17. | Rudolph The Red-Nose Reggae (bonus track) |
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By Paul McCartney
Say You Don't Love Him, My Salamander.
Why Do You Need Him?
Oh No, Don't Answer, Oh No.
I'm Getting Closer,
I'm Getting Closer To Your Heart.
Keeping Ahead Of The Rain On The Road,
Watching My Windscreen Wipers.
Radio Play Me A Danceable Ode,
Cattle Beware Of Snipers.
When Will You See Me, My Salamander?
Now Don't Try To Tell Me
Oh No, Don't Answer, Oh No.
L'm Getting Closer,
I'm Getting Closer To Your Heart.
Hitting The Chisel And Making A Joint,
Glueing My Fingers Together.
Radio Play Me A Song With A Point,
Sailor Beware Of Weather.
I'm Getting Closer, My Salamander.
Well When Will We Be There?
Ah No, Don't Answer, Oh No.
I'm Getting Closer,
I'm Getting Closer To Your Heart.
I'm Getting Closer To Your Heart.
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We're open tonight for fun
So bring all your friends, come on.
We're open tonight, come one, come all.
We're opening all our doors,
We're clearing back all the floors.
We're open tonight, come one, come all.
Ooh. Whoo.
Come one, come all.
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(This is it)
Spin it on, don't stop. Take it back to the top.
'Cos I gotwhole lotta love for you
I wanna spin it on. Spin it on!
Off to the flicks with the piddle in her nicks, to the fair with her hair in curlers.
Their cousins didn't get all down to the pleasure dome
Their cousins didn't send their night in an aircraft hanger.
Memories . . .!
Spin it on, don't stop. Take it back to the top.
'Cos I got whole lotta love for you
That's why I wanna spin it on. Spin it on! Spin it on!
Spin it on!
Spin it on, don't stop. Take it back to the top
'Cos I got whole lotta love for you
That's why I wanna spin it on. Spin it on!
Off to the fields with a missionary's zeal for the life of the wife of the farmer
Their cousins didn't get all down to the billiard hall
Their cousins didn't spend their time on a pinball table.
Memories . . .!
Spin it on, don't stop. Take it back to the top
'Cos I got whole lotta love for you.
I wanna spin it on. Spin it on!
Spin it on! Spin it on! I wanna spin it on! I wanna spin it on!
Spin it on! Don't Stop! Take it back to the top!
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by Denny Laine
Now you don't wanna be the little woman
No you don't want to be the little woman
I love. No, no, no, no. I love.
Now you don't wanna stay in my school
You don't wanna be the one that's cool.
You don't wanna be the little woman I love.
You're up all night and we can let it hang out right. (Yeah!)
I said good-bye to all my expectations the day you walked out of my life.
Winter time is coming now
Gimme a sign if you can somehow.
Make it clear where you're heading for
Will I see you someday at my door?
Taking it all into consideration
Love's a game I never win.
I've been in very simil'r situations,
Again and again and again.
Oh, no. Now you don't wanna be the little woman
No, you don't want to be the little woman
I love. No, no, no, no. I love.
Now you don't wanna stay in my home
You just wanna be on your own.
You don't wanna be the little woman I love.
Take it away!
Ah, yeah!
Well things were fine all the summer long
Then things changed, so where did we go wrong?
We can run but we cannot hide
In the greener grass on the other side.
Taking it all into consideraton,
Love's a game I never win.
I've been in very simil'r situations,
Again and again and again.
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In a village in Old Siam, sir, there's a lady who's lost her way.
In an effort to find a man, sir, she found herself in the old UK.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
In a village in old east end, sir, she mea fellow who made her real.
Took her rushes to show, this man, sir,
He met her dad at the wedding meal.
In a letter from Old Siam, sir, came an awful tale of woe.
She decided the only answer was to get off a pile of dough.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
When a relative told her man, sir, he directed her not to stay.
In a village in Old Siam, sir, there's a lady who'se lost her way.
In a village in Old Siam, sir, there's a lady who'se lost her way.
In an effort to find a man, sir, she found herself in the old UK.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
She waited 'round in Walthamstowe, she skated 'round in Scarborough.
+ repeat first two lines of last verse, then repeat until fade:
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Ooh, baby, you couldn't have done a worse thing to me
If you'da taken an arrow and run it right through me. ooh.
Ooh baby, a bird in the hand is worth two flyin'
But when it came to love, I'd knew you'd be lyin'.
It could have been a finer thing,
Would have been a major attraction
With no other thing: offering a note of distraction.
come on, get up, get under way, bring your love.
Ooh baby, you wouldn't have found a more down hero
If you'da started at nothing and counted to ze-e-ro.
oo-oo-oo.
Ooh baby, you couldn't have done a worse thing to me
If you'da taken an arrow and run it right through me.
It could have been a finer thing
Would have been amajor attraction
If no other thing than offering a no love distraction
Come on, get up, get under way, bring your love.
Ooh baby, you wouldn't have found a more down hero
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Well if the same thing happened to you
Would you still put me through what you put me through?
If it happened to you. What if it happened to you?
What if it happened a man kept shaking you down
But you can't get a ride to his side of town?
If it happened to you. What if it happened to you?
What if happened to you? Keep it out of my shoes.
And if you're stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
'Cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it won't be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened to you. What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you, too?
What if it happens to you?
What if it happens to you?
What if happens to you? Keep it out of my shoes.
and if you're stepping on toes, keep it outta my nose.
'Cos if the same thing happened to me
Well, it won't be as bad as it used to be.
If it happened to you. What if it happened to you?
What if it happened to you?
What am I going to do?
What if it happened to you?
Well, what if happened to you?
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After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall
You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball.
After the ball, after the ball, you were the one out in the hall
You were the one, the one who would love me, after the ball.
Well, I arrived, looked around but the room was full of strangers
Nowhere was a friendly face to be found.
Later on, I awoke, but the party it was over
There you were waiting to bring me 'round.
How many million miles, day-oh?
How many million miles, day-oh?
When I get up, up, up in the morning, whoa! Lord I know.
When I look up, up, up in the morning, whoa! Lord I know.
How many million miles, day-oh?
How many million miles, day-oh?
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All through the summer I have followed you around
Bringing a rose for the winter that's coming
Now the snow is on the ground.
Winter rose. Winter rose.
Shine your light in the air.
Winter rose. Winter rose.
Skine your light everywhere.
Love awake. Toll the bell.
Tell the world how glad you are.
Love awake to the day
When we can make our love awake.
Lord knows we need it any time we can get it.
But if we forget it every now and then.
But if you don't feel it, later on you'll regret it.
And if we let it we could set it free, you and me.
Love awake. Tone the bell.
Tell the world how glad you are.
Love awake to the day
When we can make our love awake.
Snowfalls in the winter,
Spring brings the rain.
But it's never to long before the summer comes again.
It always comes again!
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We're got a chance and we'll take it;
We may win or we may lose;
We may even have to cut and run for it.
Well, it won't be the first time I've run
And it won't be the first time I've been caught.
It's the game that matters.
Brother, I am proud to know you.
This is one of the greatest moments I have ever experienced.
I think I sense the situation when we can all esteem it, and honor,
To breathe the rather inferior atmosphere in this station
Here along with our little friend.
I guess we should all go home and treasure the memory of his face
As the whitest thing in our museum of recollection.
And, perhaps, this good woman will also go home
And wash the face of our little brother here.
I'm inspired with a new faith in mankind.
Ladies and gentlemen, I wish to present to you
A sure enough saint only one a halo to be transferred.
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Someone's got a home tonight.
Someone's got a road tonight.
Someone's got a wad, action will be red,
You you wanna worry?
Oo, you're gonna knock 'em dead.
Someone's got a show tonight.
Someone's gotta go tonight.
Someone's doing rhyme, someone turn your mind.
Someone to lift your eyes up
Leanin' toward the light.
So glad to see you here, so glad you could come. (Yeah!)
So glad to see you here. Carry on. Carry on.
Yeah, yeah!
Oh, we're going up tonight.
Well in time to make a flight.
The airplane's standing on the runway
Engine nervously waiting for something to bite.
Got to roll tonight.
You got to roll tonight.
Some have got it bad, some have got to do it,
You got it better, and there's nothing to it. No no no no.
So glad to see you here, so glad you could come. Yeah!
So glad to see you here. Carry on. Carry on!
* repeat first verse, then say: "Ya, oh no no no no, yeah." Repeat until end:
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When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the stars settle down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please play me my baby's request.
It's the song that we heard when we started.
Now the birds have all flown from our nest,
But you could bring back mem'ries departed
By playing my baby's request.
My baby said that she knows how it goes
But you're the one who really knows,
So go ahead, just one more time and then we'll go to bed.
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But you could bring back mem'ries departed
By playing my baby's request.
My baby says she knows how it goes but you're the one that really knows.
So go ahead, just one more time and then we'll go to bed.
When the moon lays his head on a pillow
And the star settles down for a rest,
Just do me one small favour, I beg you,
Please play me baby's request.
Mh-hm, play me baby's request.
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What does she get for all the love she gave you
There on the ladder of regrets?
Mighty river, give her all she gets.
What does she get for all the love she gave you
There on the ladder of regrets?
Daytime nightime suffering is all she gets.
Where all the prizes for the games she entered
With little chance of much success?
Daytime nightime suffering is all she gets.
Come on, river, all the flow
Let your love of you people show.
Come on, river, flow through me,
Let your love of you people be.
You are the river, I am the stream.
Flow mighty river through me.
What does it pay to play the leading lady
When the like the damsel in distress
Daytime nightime suffering is all she gets?
No less (no less), no more (no more)
No sea (no sea), no shore (no shore)
No sand (no sand), no pail (no pail)
No fairy tale anymore.
Come on, river, flow through me
Don't be stopped by insanity.
Come on, river, overflow,
Let your love for your neighbours show.
You are the river, I am the stream.
Flget it.
But if we forget it every now and then.
But if you don't feel it, later on you'll regret it.
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The moon is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
The party's on
The feelin's here
That only comes
This time of year
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
The choir of children sing their song
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding Ohhhh
Ohhhhhhh
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
The word is out
About the town
To lift a glass
Ahhh don't look down
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
The choir of children sing their song
They practiced all year long
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong
Ding dong, ding dong
The party's on
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
The moon is right
The spirits up
We're here tonight
And that's enough
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
Simply having a wonderful Christmastime
OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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