Mama said he'd be a failure Live down on the Bowery somewhere, yeah Libacious schoolboy with that Slicked back hair Playing your guitar You rock and
Dedicated to the Athletes of the 1984 Olympics) Music by Alan Paul, Randy Waldman & Wayne Johnson Lyrics by Alan Paul There's an infinity of ways And
And lie awake each night until the dawn Goodbye love We hardly ever flew But I'll remember At least forever The time of love and you
might be in love in Malaisie It's so bittersweet, Malaise haunting me So inseparable, Malaise En Malaisie Requited love said adieu Asian eyes rendezvous And
Music by Fletcher Henderson & Irving Mills Lyric by Jon Hendricks Saints and sinners, come one, come all (Have a little revival) Losers, winners, answer
us tight Can't you see I need that magic in my heart Instead of it tearing apart Diamonds shinin' in the night Lyin' soft and warm together Only images
Marc Jordan & John Capek Before the jungle closes in A letter to America The candles are a cocoa hue Inside the room of missing men1 100 mercenary souls
a night to remember Flyin' together on the highest high Tonight, let's taste the spice of life A little music and some candlelight Put passion in control And
shone above him They mentioned God would surely love him... To play "My dear, Ruby" So Monk Pure Monk Sat down and played a chorus And God said, "Monk
10,000 bodies Run from an empty well All of your lovers Are heroes in my bed All night the echoes Of breathing heads A falling body near me A silent
know you One two now you and me could be so hot We got a lot, tell me now why not? Come on and jump the wire, you give my soul desire Send me baby
But Hawkins was his name He sure could swing and play pretty too Sounds good to me, should sound good to you I love to hear him playing Body and Soul
his name He sure could swing and play pretty too Sounds good to me -- should sound good to you I love to hear him playing Body and Soul Very pleasing
译文: 曼哈顿转移. 身体与灵魂.
