Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Much o' mistrust, love's gone behind

Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
Seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Much o' mistrust, love's gone behind

In between what I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good
You teasing like you do

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Much o' mistrust, love's gone behind

Lost inside adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruisin' yeah

Yeah riding high on love's true bluish light
Ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh, ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh, ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Much o' mistrust, love's gone behind

Ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh, ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh
Ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh, ooh-ooh-ooh oh-oh

When I met you in the restaurant
You could tell I was no debutante
You asked me what's my pleasure, a movie or a measure?
I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

I don't want to live on charity
Pleasure's real or is it fantasy?
Reel to reel is living rarity, people stop and stare at me
We just walk on by, we just keep on dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

Big feet walking a two-mile
Meet, meet, meet me at the turnstile
Never met him, I'll never forget him
Dream, dream, even for a little while
Dream, dream, filling up an idle hour
Fade away, radiate

I sit by and watch the river flow
I sit by and watch the traffic go
Imagine something of your very own, something you can have and hold
I'd build a road in gold just to have some dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free
Dreaming
Dreaming is free

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that, oh no

It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad
But it's the way you do the things you do to me
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that, oh no
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait, my dear, 'til it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that, oh no
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one

Every girl wants you to be her man
But I'll wait, my dear, 'til it's my turn
I'm not the kind of girl who gives up just like that, oh no
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
Number one, number one, number one

The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high, I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high, I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one, your number one

Darling, darling, darling, I can't wait to see you
Your picture ain't enough, I can't wait to touch you in the flesh
Darling, darling, darling, I can't wait to hear you
Remembering your love is nothing without you in the flesh

Went walking one day on the Lower East Side
Met you with a girlfriend, you were so divine
She said "Hands off, this one's sweet, this boy is mine."
I couldn't resist you, I'm not deaf, dumb and blind

Darling, darling, darling, now you're out of town
Those girls that you run with, they bring my head down
Ooh darling, darling, watch out if I see you
'Cause if you say hello it'll mean you wanna see me in the flesh

Ooh-ooh warm and soft, in the flesh
Ooh-ooh close and hot, in the flesh
Ooh-ooh

I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice-cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes Sunday Girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday Girl

Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me

She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams Sunday Girl
Baby I would like to go out tonight
If I go with you my folks'll get uptight
Stay at home Sunday Girl
Ooh-ooh-ooh

Hy j'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille
Il semblait dans un autre mond
Cours te cacher Sunday Girl
Quand je t'ai revu l'e te
J'ai decide si ton amour e tait pareil au mien
Je pourrais e tre Sunday's Girl

Depeches-toi, depeches-toi et attends
Toutes les s'maines absends et pourtant j'attend
J'ai le cafard, je t'en prie viens voir
Ce que ton amour repre sente pour moi

Depeches-toi, depeches-toi et attends
Toutes les s'maines absends et pourtant j'attend
J'ai le cafard, je t'en prie viens voir
Ce que ton amour repre sente pour moi
Got the blues

Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait
Hurry up
Please come see what you're doing to me

I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall
If you don't answer I'll just ring it off the wall
I know he's there but I just tried to call
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

I heard your mother, now she's going out the door
Did she go to work or just go to the store?
All those things she said I told you to ignore

Oh why can't we talk again?
Oh why can't we talk again?
Oh why can't we talk again?

Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been too long
If I don't get your calls then everything goes wrong
I want to tell you something you've known all along
Don't leave me hanging on the telephone

I had to interrupt and stop this conversation
Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation
I like to talk when I can show you my affection

Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself
Oh I can't control myself

Don't leave me hanging on the telephone
Hang up and run to me
Oh hang up and run to me
Oh hang up and run to me
Oh hang up and run to me
Oh-whoa-whoa-whoa run to me

Toe to toe, dancing very close
Body breathing, almost comatose
Wall to wall, people hypnotised
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in rapture

Back to back, sacroiliac
Spineless movement and a wild attack
Face to face, sightless solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four-hour shopping in rapture

Fab Five Freddy told me everybody's fly
DJ spinning, I said "My, my."
Flash is fast, flash is cool
Fransoir, ce pa Flashe' no deau
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and it lands on the ground
And out comes the man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night eating cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subaru
And you don't stop, you keep on eating cars
Then when there's no more cars you go out at night
And eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe, don't move too slow
'Cause the man from Mars is through with cars
He's eating bars, yeah wall to wall
Door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour through the sewer
Don't strain your brain - paint a train
And you'll be singing in the rain
Said don't stop, do punk rock

Man to man, body muscular
Seismic dancing move, bite the jugular
One to one, teatime technology
And a digital add-up
No sign of bad luck in rapture

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars where the TV's on
Now he's gone back up to space where he won't have to hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eating cars and eating bars
And now he only eats guitars
Get up!

One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya

One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya
One day, maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya
I'm gonna meet ya, I'll meet ya

I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down I'll see who's around

One way or another I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another I'm gonna win ya
I'll get ya, I'll get ya

One way or another I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya
One day, maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya
I'll meet ya, ah
And if the lights are all out I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hanging out

One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll slip outta here for another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya

One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip

I'll walk down the mall, stand over by the wall
Where I can se it all, find out who you call
Lead you to the supermarket, check out some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd

One way or another I'm gonna get ya
I'll get ya
I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
[Where I can see it all, find out who you call]

[Repeat to fade]

Was it destiny? I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence, dear

When we play at cards you use an extra sense [It's really not true]
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you send your messages, whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence, dear

Floating past the evidence of possibility
We could navigate together psychic frequencies

Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophy

Stay awake at night and count your REMs
When you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence, dear
I am still in touch with your presence, dear, dear
I am still in touch with your presence, dear, dear, dear, dear, dear

Colour me your colour baby, colour me your car
Colour me your colour darling, I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're coming from

Call me on the line
Call me, call me any, any time
Call me, I'll arrive
You can call me any day or night, call me

Cover me with kisses baby, cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets, I'll never get enough
Emotions come I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me on the line
Call me, call me any, any time
Call me, I'll arrive
When you're ready we can share the wine, call me

Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh he speaks the languages of love
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh amore chiamami [Chiamami]
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh appelle-moi, mon cherie [Appelle-moi]
Any time, any place, anywhere, any way
Any time, any place, anywhere, any day, any way

Call me in my life
Call me, call me any, any time
Call me, I'll arrive
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me in my life
Call me, call me and my sleek designs
Call me, call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me in my life
Call me, call me any, any time
Call me, call me, call me in my life

Ah-ha make me tonight
Tonight make it right
Ah-ha make me tonight
Tonight, tonight
Oh, ah-ha make it magnificent
Tonight, right, oh
Oh your hair is beautiful
Ah-ah-ah tonight
Atomic

Tonight make it magnificent
Tonight, make me tonight
Your hair is beautiful
Oh-whoa tonight
Atomic
Ah-ah atomic
Ah-ah
Ah-ah atomic
Ah-ah atomic
Ah-ah

Hey, psst psst, here she comes now.

Oh you know her
Would you look at that hair
Yeah you know her
Check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues

She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose-job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar

Ugh, she's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds

Oh you know her
Miss Groupie Supreme
Yeah you know her
Vera Vogue on parade
Red eye-shadow! Green mascara! Ugh! - She's too much

She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap-opera queen

Ugh she's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds

She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene

Ugh she's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on, rip her to shreds
She's so dull, rip her to shreds

Oh you know her
Miss Groupie Supreme
Yeah you know her
Vera Vogue on parade
Yeah you know her
With the fish-eating grin
She's so dull

Yeah she got the nerve to tell me
Huh, she's so ... so ...
Hey, there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
Should take a boat to Hong Kong
Well, bye-bye sugar
And not a minute too soon