: (Bowie) Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money she's
: [Keep, Keep, the jungle alive] [Keep, Keep, the jungle alive] [Keep, Keep, the jungle alive] We've gotta clean it up We've gotta green it up We've
name a few times in your phone book (Hello, hello) And I've seen it on signs where I've played But the only time I know I'll hear David Allan Coe Is
Well she's a tongue twisting storm She will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money She's a funky thigh
Have yourself a merry little Christmas Let your heart be light From now on our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas Make
And I say to myself I've got it wrong, wrong, wrong She is a play-girl She the wrong wrong girl for me And I say to myself You're a fool, fool, fool She
(coverdale/page) The first thing in the morning, the last thing at night, I just wanna hold you, babe, and make you feel alright. When the sun is shining
There was a time, the laughing time I took my heart to every party They'd point my way "how are you today? " "will you make us laugh? chase
A bird who tries to fly higher Flies into the blue A lady who strives to rise higher She wears a high heel shoe (Como un paro que vuela) (Vuela alto
Three tower blocks glinting in the midday sun Two ice cubes melting in a glass of white rum Head for the places that I've never gone (I can't get through
We've gotta clean it up We've gotta 'green' it up We've gotta stop pollution somehow We need a world solution A revolution To stop pollution right now
Somewhere deep in the Midwest There's a middle aged man in a mid-size car Driving down the middle of the road In the middle of the night He's in the
The President got on TV and there was nary a dry eye, He said he loved his country and mom and apple pie He said he was a proud man and he liked his home
What happened after last summer When we broke up in september I haven't seen you feels like a long time Sometimes it still hurts but I always get by
a few times in your phone book (Hello, Hello), and I've seen it on signs where I have played, but the only time I know I'll hear, "David Allen Coe,"
Have yourself a merry little Christmas, Let your heart be light From now on, our troubles will be out of sight Have yourself a merry little Christmas
(Bowie) Well she's a tongue twisting storm, she will come to the show tonight Praying to the light machine She wants my honey not my money she's a funky
