01 Jun 1980

(Ferry) Some expression in your eyes Overtook me by surprise Where was I How was I to know? How can we drive to a movie show When the music is here in my car? There’s a band playing on the radio With a rhythm of rhyming guitars They’re playing…

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01 Jun 1980

(Pickett/Cropper) One (one), two (two), three (three), four (four), five (five), six (six), seven (seven), eight, nine, ten I’m gonna wait till the midnight hour That’s when my love comes tumbling down I’m gonna wait till the midnight hour When there’s no one else around I’m gonna take you…

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01 Jun 1980
01 Jun 1980
01 Mar 1979

(Ferry) Now the ballroom’s empty Everybody I’ve known Has been and gone With the music over Here am I A shadow echoing on Spin me round spin me round Spin me round spin me round Spin me round spin me round Now there must be something In what they…

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01 Mar 1979

(Ferry) Are you ready for bad blood? I’ve got my share I’m sick of them sweet sweet nothings Oh, in my ear Ain’t it funny I’m the honey All your money just can’t buy So baby you can cry, cry (cry, cry, cry) Oh (cry, cry, cry, cry, cry)…

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01 Mar 1979

(Ferry) Yesterday Well it seemed so cool When I walked you home Kissed goodnight I said “it’s love” you said “alright” It’s funny how I could never cry Until tonight And you pass by Hand in hand with another guy You’re dressed to kill And guess who’s dying? Dance…

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01 Mar 1979

(Ferry/Manzanera) Walking home tonight It came as no surprise Certain parties making out Before my eyes (my little girl) Or woman of the world There’s a small cafe Where lovers take their time It’s good for rainy days Too bad the weather’s fine (my little girl) Or woman of…

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01 Mar 1979

(Ferry) I’ve been around so far it seems Too bad the blues blew my schemes Dynamite such sweet surprise In southern heat or northern skies Ain’t that so? Ain’t that so? Ain’t that so? If that ain’t that so (ain’t that so?) Shadows cling where shutters close And who…

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01 Mar 1979

(Ferry) Through the undercover hours Bad and bleak To be brief Too much sorrow Flesh is weak No more feeling No more tears The river’s wide enough Flowing stronger through the years Silver lips Kisses borrowed Glances steal To the quick How they quiver Too late They’re sealed No…

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