The Paul Simon Songbook
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Paul Simon lyrics
"Stranded In A Limosine Lyrics"
Lesson In Love Lyrics
The more you think the less you know 'Cause every heart's got a mind of it's own And love's a chance that we all take Ag
The more you think the less you know 'Cause every heart's got a mind of it's own And love's a chance that we all take Ag
paul simon.
he was a mean individual,
he had a heart like a bone,
he was a naturally crazy man,
and better off left alone,
he stopped one nite, at a traffic lite,
and when that lite turned green,
he was a mean individual, stranded in a limous
Distant Wilderness Lyrics
featuring Debra Killings [T Mo] Why is it you fail to see a man in the same hour that his kin come
ine.featuring Debra Killings [T Mo] Why is it you fail to see a man in the same hour that his kin come
hey, hey, hey,hey,
all the children on the street,
come running out their front doors,
running out their back doors,
flying on their feet,
they said mama oh, papa oh,
see what i have seen,
theres a mean individual,
stranded in a limo
Id do Anything Lyrics
NANCY (formally) (spoken) So, 'ow's it go then Dodger? It's all "bowin'" and "'ats off"... DODGER (formally)
sine.
then everybody come running,
everybody said, lordy lord,
everybody was gunning,
gonna divvy up the re-ward,
then wah wah wah wah wah wah wah,
a siren,
a flashing lite,
but the mean individual, had vanished in the black of nite.
they wondered where to begin,
cos he left that neighborhood,
just like a rattlesnake, sheds its skin,
then they searched the roofs, and checked out the groups,
and they photographed the scene,
of the mean individual,
stranded in a limousine.
NANCY (formally) (spoken) So, 'ow's it go then Dodger? It's all "bowin'" and "'ats off"... DODGER (formally)
sine.
then everybody come running,
everybody said, lordy lord,
everybody was gunning,
gonna divvy up the re-ward,
then wah wah wah wah wah wah wah,
a siren,
a flashing lite,
but the mean individual, had vanished in the black of nite.
We Are The Witches Lyrics
A gathering at night A knock-knock on the door Dressed in a red cloak Her eyes gleaming with delight The moment she's
ey hey hey A gathering at night A knock-knock on the door Dressed in a red cloak Her eyes gleaming with delight The moment she's
they wondered where to begin,
cos he left that neighborhood,
just like a rattlesnake, sheds its skin,
then they searched the roofs, and checked out the groups,
and they photographed the scene,
of the mean individual,
stranded in a limousine.