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There's times when real people let me down,
when the temperature falls to zero.
I curl up by the fire with a good book,
and for awhile I am a superhero.
You really need to be a superhero.
'Cause many times people will hurt you
and try to mess you 'round
And anyway, my comic book heroes won't let me down.
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Na Na Na Na Na
I'm Your Superman
Oh yes I am
I may not be as fast as a shot from a gun
And stoppin' locomotives ain't my idea of fun
And I don't have the magic to fly through the air
But I can feel it when you are there
And when you're near me I'm like someone new
I even feel real bulletproof too
(Repeat Chorus)
I am not super strong I have no super sight
I'm not afraid of being in Kryptonite
And I don't have the magic to fly through the air
I can feel it when you are there
And when you're near me I'm like someone new
I even feel real bulletproof too
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You left the room, without a sound.
And as you both walked out,
the people still were dancing 'round.
And when you touched,
did it feel so bad.
You didn't pull away, but now you wish you had.
My baby's sad.
CHORUS:
Weep no more, I'm here beside you,
even though you let me down.
Weep no more, let my love guide you,
shelter you from all around.
Na Na Na Na...
Were you wrong? Did you go too far?
Sitting with him in the back seat of the car.
Though you were young,
I guess he thought you knew.
Now it's just a little while before the baby's due.
My baby's blue.
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What can I do I'm at the door
I've tried turning back there's no point in that now
What should I say, what should I do
Should I fix my hair oh why am I scared now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why Are You Waiting?
Why Are You Waiting?
Why Are You Waiting?
What if I fail (you won't fail)
Why Are You Waiting?
What if I fail (you won't fail, you won't fail)
Look at me stand outside the door
Like a frightened child with a nervous smile see
What should I do, what should I say
Should I speak at all. I am much too small now
Facing the world is so hard do you know what I mean
People are so often hard and far too ready to say...hey...ohhh
Why Are You Waiting?
Why Are You Waiting?
Why Are You Waiting?
What if I fail (you won't fail)
Why Are You Waiting?
What if I fail (you won't fail)
Why Are You Waiting?
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They'll be a time when everyone is left alone, and I'll have mine.
There is no doubt when everyone has worn me out and gone.
When everybody's had their fill,
she'll be waiting, she's waiting still.
And though she doesn't know I know,
I know she wouldn't mind.
CHORUS:
Cause having someone believe in me is all I need to know.
And standing all alone,
is not the way I want to go.
And if I get to be a star, or maybe no where near that far.
I know that either way it doesn't matter much to her.
And if I'm on my dying bed and suddenly my life is bled
away from me, I know she'll shed a tear because she cares.
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I was driving 'round, as the sun went down.
When I came upon a lake, the sign said Misty Water.
And standing there, with wet and tangled hair was a girl,
she said her name was Bo, she was a farmer's daughter.
I said get in, I'll take you home, you must be cold.
CHORUS
Misty water woman,
you never get to her.
Misty water woman,
you never get to touch her.
And feel her near.
It began to storm, and our talk grew warm.
Till I stopped the car outside a cold and lonely place.
I said we're here,
but she had disappeared.
And on the seat was a pool of tears
and a handkerchief of lace.
I did not see her leave,
I was amazed!
I went into the house,
It took her father and her mother to straighten me out.
What was it all about?
Please let me know.
She looked sad, and he looked mad.
And he said, yes you're right, once we had a daughter.
Her name was Bo, but that was long ago.
Years have gone since she drowned at Misty Water.
And the way he took it, took me by surprise.
CHORUS
Misty water woman
you never get to her
Misty apparition
You never get to touch her
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Back from the crowd stood I
As you moved up to the stage
Catching the singer's eye
Looking older than your age
Then I couldn't help thinking and remember when
You hated rock and roll
I'm the loser
You're the liar, liar
Rock and roller
You're the liar, liar
Star struck strummer
You're the liar, liar, ohhhh
Taking my heart each day
When you say you do no harm
How can I feel that way
With those strange men on your arm
Cause I do remember when your head was clear
And you didn't read those looks
I'm the loser
Repeat Chorus
And I couldn't help seeing when your friends arrived
They weren't sniffing from a cold
I'm the loser
Liar, liar, liar, liar...
And I recall that overhearing someone say
You're a working girl as well
I'm the loser again
Repeat Chorus
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Hands old and poor, her back bent and sore,
she lifts from the drawer,
the photograph.
Though tattered and torn, through years it has worn,
but still bears the form of the man she knew.
Her eyes are weak, spilling tears on her cheek.
Her lips start to speak to the photograph.
She tells him with pride, she still loves him inside.
Though years ago died, la da da da...
And all of the people she knew,
Those who don't know the score say,
We wonder why, she never married,
such a pretty girl she was, such a lovely face she had,
such a pretty thing she was...
She turns to her right, to put out the light,
and wishes goodnight to
the photograph.
Her love, though it's strong and lasted this long,
and goes on and on
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I woke up from the drink I had
The room was dark and suddenly began to swirl
I should have heeded mother's words
She said she'd heard it said you were a naughty girl
But what does a mother know
That we really need to know
And what would she say if she knew
Chorus
Na na na na you're just a Bad Boy
Who, who, who
Na na na na they'll drive you mad boy
Who, who, who
But mother, what a way to go
I looked out as the sun came up
I shook my head and said I really should be gone
I grabbed my shoes and daily news
And walked out in the heat beneath the summer sun
But father was there outside with no place to run and hide
He looked most upset as he said "Where've you been?"
(Repeat Chorus)
But what if she'd walked in and caught us
Do you think she'd have been shocked
The way that she talked you'd think I was a daughter
Anyway the door was locked
I know that mother disagrees
But I would really like to see you again
And if you want to see me too
Then meet me in the bushes at the river bend
And no one will find us out
'Cause no one will be about
But still I can hear them all say
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I've seen all your movies, at least 3 or 4 times.
And have on my wall, a large picture of you.
And you were that pretty young star, so long ago.
I'm born out of time with you.
What can I do?
Maybe, I'm silly to think we'd have made it.
But what I'd had given to at least had a try.
Oh take me back with you 1939,
'cause black and white movies
are making me cry.
And born out of time, we slipped hopelessly by.
CHORUS:
Sophia Loren, Bridgett Bardot, Jean Harlowe,
Marilyn Monroe and Marlene Deitrich.
But Greta, you're better than any I've seen.
Yes, you were a real beauty queen.
Oh listen people, has it happened to you yet?
The feeling that someone was born out of time?
Will you love someone, physically much too young for you?
Either way, it's a shame, time was so cruel.
But it's nice that that, generally, isn't the rule.
CHORUS
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Father do you love your children
I heard you do
But Father will you help your children
We need you to
It could be worse I know it's true
But only if we plan
La la la Lady Mary....It's time to show your hand
La la la Lady Mary....And make a few demands
Children do you hope that someone
Is watching you
But do you feel the need for someone
I know I do
I think about it constantly
We really aren't that wise
La la la Lady Mary...Open up our eyes
La la la Lady Mary....And make us realize
(Chorus)
First I have a question (do you love us)
I would like to know (do you love us)
Do you love your children (do you love us)
Do you love your children (do you love us)
Yes we really need to know (do you love us)
I think the time has come for you to show (do you love us)
Mother, do you love your children
I know you do
But mother do you know your children
Will poison you
The answer does not seem too clear
We look so hard ourselves
La la la Lady Mary...Put your books back on the shelf
La la la Lady Mary...And save us from ourselves
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