I like white pajamas with purple polka dots White pajamas with purple polka dots I like a lot Every night when the sun goes down I put them on and I dance
Well, if you love me baby this is what you've got to do You got to let the world know that you love me too If I'm crazy, you'll be crazy too We gonna
You look good and you look good You look good and you look good A Every girl I see are looking good to me Every girl I see are looking good to me A
You better leave, you better leave my little girl alone You better go on and leave, mister You better leave my little girl alone Lord, before I get evil
I got a hip shakin' mama I swear she suit me to a T Oh, I got a hip shakin' mama I swear she suit me to a T Well, you know she can stay out all night
Baby, do me a favor, keep our business to yourself Please, darling, do me a favor, keep our business to yourself I don't want you to tell nobody in your
Lord make me an instrument of your peace Where there is hatred, let me sow love Where there is injury, pardon Where there is doubt, faith Where there
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay The glory that was Rome is of another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going
Just like St. Francis The little birds come Lonely for a little warm You give them your music But they just want a song Oh, no, I'll never learn But
Morning has broken the silence of night Now you'll have to use kindness to fight It's just like asbestos, it sticks to your skin It burns within Luck
Oldfield A child of love is walkin' thro' the San Franciscan night He's barefoot and his eyes are open wide with heavenly light His head is covered over
I left my heart in San Francisco High on a hill it calls to me To be where little cable cars Climb half ways to the stars The morning fog may chill the
I left my heart in San Francisco, high on a hill It calls to me to be where little cable cars Climb halfway to the stars The morning fog may fill the
I met a woman in San Francisco Who was lyin' in the street I walked on past her in a hurry I didn't want her at my feet Am I just numb or overloaded
Lord, make me an instrument of thy Peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow Love. Where there is injury, thy Pardon, Lord. Where there is doubt, let there
There was a well known water master man He was the king , he could do anything The Saint Francis Dam disaster man Thought she was all right until around
The loveliness of Paris seems somehow sadly gay The glory that was Rome is just another day I've been terribly alone and forgotten in Manhattan I'm going
