Sparks

[fox69]

"Marry Me"

"Marry Me"



Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in
Someone, someone...
And all the eager-beaver men come watch away their blues
They place themselves in place of me and face to face with you
And each pretend, you're loving him but that's not very true
Cause you're not acting, nor am I though I could use some proof

Marry me, marry me, what's the story
Though a thousand hungry people try to crash our story
But no one in that darkened world
Need ever know but I know
Marry me

A happily-ever-after does that seem to much to ask?
With trees and tots and stucco walls and fountains in the back
And lawns that you or I can mow and neighbours who will chat
About important issues and the state of this 'n that

Marry me, marry me, what's the story
Though a thousand hungry people try to crash our story
But no one in that darkened world
Need ever know but I know

Marry me
Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in

Someone to bring me joy
Somebody near me
Somebody near me
Somebody nearly me
The purple mountains majesty above the fruited plain
Is peeling off the wall of Lucky's Miramar Motel

Marry me, marry me, what's the story
Though a thousand hungry people try to crash our story
But no one in that darkened world
Need ever know but I know
Marry me…

Someone to bring me out
Someone to let me in
Someone to bring me joy
Somebody near me
Somebody near me
Somebody nearly me

Marry me, marry me, what's the story
Though a thousand hungry people try to crash our story

 

[fox69]

"Metaphor"

"Metaphor"



A metaphor is a glorious thing,
A diamond ring,
The first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air,
A turn-on,
An aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely,
Use them well,
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a popular place,
A pocket space,
A multiplex showing,
A remake whose action is louder than words,
She whispers "can we be going, going?"

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely,
Use them well,
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

Whose up for a metaphor?
(We're up for a metaphor)
Are you chicks up for a metaphor?
(Yes, we're up for a metaphor)

Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't mix them
(We, we, we won't mix them)
Don't, don't, don't, don't, don't mix them
(We wouldn't dream of mixing them)

Use them wisely,
Use them well,
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a glorious thing,
A diamond ring,
The first day of summer
A metaphor is a fresh air,
A turn-on,
An aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

A metaphor is a glorious thing,
A diamond ring,
The first day of summer
A metaphor is a breath fresh air,
A turn-on,
An aphrodisiac

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely,
Use them well,
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

A metaphor is a glorious thing,
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air,
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a glorious thing,
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)
A metaphor is a breath of fresh air,
(Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig)

Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors,
Chicks dig, dig, d-i-g, dig, dig metaphors

Use them wisely,
Use them well,
And you'll never know the hell of loneliness

 

[fox69]

"Mickey Mouse"

"Mickey Mouse"



Can you raise both your hands and clap 'em
Can you say, "sure, I'll always try"
Can you make friends among people and animals
Basically, everything is easy
Give it a try, you'll see I'm right
Cause if a mouse can be special, well so can you

And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California

Let's have a party and be happy
Can we invite our closest friends
We can ask Donald Duck, Pluto, and all the gang

And my name is Mickey Mouse
To the right is Minnie Mouse
And we own a little place in Disneyland, California

Well, you should try to smile, dear
Get yourself a pet deer
dog
cat
bird
pig
lamb
horse
cow

 

[fox69]

"Miss The Start, Miss The End"

"Miss The Start, Miss The End"



Neither has a predilection, neither has an afterthought
and neither chair gets warm at all and neither
takes their jacket off
For this they'll pay the same money to see the event
as you and I and we'll see it all

They've never seen a curtain rise, a kick-off or the
final gun and never have they seen the titles
flashing cross the rising sun
I'm done, I'm done, I'm done, I will be silent again
Quiet now, It's all gonna begin

Miss the start, miss the end
'Cause they're such very good friends
And there are things to be loved and things to only attend
Miss the start, miss the end

The opening bars and the closing bars might as well not exist
They're not needed, needed, really needed
You and I have got to see the start
You and I have got to see the end

We need more than just each other
So much more than just each other
They don't need more than each other
Not much more than just each other

They don't need the total picture, just a drawing of each other
hung inside their bungalow, where wondrous things
are all discovered
You and I must see how it starts and ends
And tell them what they missed once again

 

[fox69]

"Modesty Plays (New Version)"

"Modesty Plays (New Version)"



Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays

She may like caviar and cocktails
She may like symphonies and sun
But underneath the gown and high heels
She's like a fully loaded gun

Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays

The world is running out of heroes
The world is running out of time
Where are those martial arts maneuvers
We're getting massacred by crime

Well listen buddy don't you worry
She may not look like Genghis Khan
And she may talk about her manicure
But she can sure get things done

Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays

Don't underestimate the lady
She may seem cultured and demure
But there's another side and careful
She'll hit you like a 2 x 4

The world is running out of heroes
And everybody's out on bail
As long as Modesty is on our side
Good will surely prevail

Modesty Plays Modesty Plays
Modesty Plays Modesty Plays

 

[fox69]

"Moon Over Kentucky"

"Moon Over Kentucky"



I heard somewhere that they're stamping, trampling all upon you
Your pocked face remains impassive though I know it hurts you

Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous

Cut your ties with this possessive mother, she'll destroy you
Cut your ties and find another one who will respect you

Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous

You've been waiting for your first encounter, what a letdown
I'm just finishing my first encounter, what a letdown

Moon over Kentucky
Take me with you
Full moon over Kentucky
Leave this mooring and seek some new rendezvous

 

[fox69]

"More Than A Sex Machine"

"More Than A Sex Machine"



I earned my reputation
Then, when it was expected
Now, there's a new equation
Who wouldn't feel dejected
But I'm much more than this

More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine

Well, happy happy birthday
You'll get what you had wished for
Art, talk and contemplation
Someone who is an eyesore

But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
More than a sex machine
More than a sex machine

Oh, what a time
That's what you said
You never asked
Are you well-read
You never sought a sensitive side
All that you said was, "ride, baby, ride."

But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine
I may not be poetic

Still phony rhymes with phony
I may be too athletic
Too healthy and too tony

But I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine

How should I look
What should I say
How should I move
What sense is conveyed

I'm much more than this
More than a sex machine
I really do exist
More than a sex machine

 

[fox69]

"Moustache"

"Moustache"



A lady gets a lotta things
She gets a 20 carat ring
She gets the alimony too
She gets to look good in the nude
But there's one place where they've been whipped
Between the nose and upper lip

M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man

I tried a handlebar design
My Fu Manchu was real fine
My Ronald Colman made 'em blink
My Pancho Villa made 'em think
But when I trimmed 'em real small
My Jewish friends would never call

M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man

They call me sir, and that ain't bad
Sometimes they think that I'm my Dad
And women flirt and you can bet
They like that tickle that they get
The only time I feel bad
Is when the guess the lunch I've had

M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
M-M-M-M-M-M Moustache
One hundred hairs make a man

 

[fox69]

"Music That You Can Dance To"

"Music That You Can Dance To"



Music that you can dance to
That and that alone is enough for me
Stark naked modern music
Hotter than your momma will ever be

Music that you can dance to
Cracks you like a whip but it feels so right
Outside the world is colder
Every single night it's another fight

So what's it gonna be
A symphony tonight
Perhaps a little jazz
All I wanna hear everyday, every night is

Music that you can dance to
Every single beat where it ought to be
Lip smacking good, good music
That and that alone is enough for me

So what's it gonna be
A symphony tonight
Perhaps a little jazz
I gotta, gotta move, to the beat to the beat tonight

Get up dear
Get up and try
Get up dear
Get up and fly
Get up hon
You're the one
Get up hon
Son of a gun
Shake it dear
Don't be shy
Shake it dear
Right in my eye
Shut up dear
Don't be weird
Get up dear
The boys are here

Music that you can dance to
Get yourself in tune with the real McCoy
No heavy message baby
Just the perfect blending of sex and noise

Get up dear
Get up and try
Get up dear
Get up and fly
Get up hon
You're the one
Get up hon
Son of a gun
Shake it dear
Don't be shy
Shake it dear
Right in my eye
Shut up dear
Don't be weird
Get out of here
The police are here

Music that you can dance to
That and that alone is enough for me
Stark naked modern music
Hotter than your momma will ever be

 

[fox69]

"My Baby's Taking Me Home"

"My Baby's Taking Me Home"



Home, my baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home

As we walk through the morning rain
And the skies are clearing
And the streets are glistening
Streets named for New England trees
A rainbow forms
But we're both colorblind
But we can hear what others can't hear
We can hear the sound of a chorus singing

Home, my baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home
My baby's taking me home