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(Cyndi Lauper, Rob Hyman, Allee Willis, Eric Bazilian)
Sometimes I think
Things are overwhelming
Sometimes I think
I don't know what I'll do
But I forget the world
And everything around me
That's what I think
When I think about you
The streets are filled
With too many babies
Black air in a sky of blue
People pass by
No life in their eyes
The concrete jungle's
Really going crazy
Sometimes I think
Things are overwhelming...
The rent is due
And the pockets are empty
People ask machines
For the truth
No crystal ball
Can help see it all
But where we gonna find
The dreams to feed the babies
Baby life goes on
That's what people say
But I'm nowhere
If you go away
I'd just be looking
For a brighter day
Sometimes I think
Things are overwhelming...
What can I do
Forget about the world
And everything around me
That's what I think
When I think about you
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(Cyndi Lauper, Rob Hyman, Eric Bazilian)
She's just a product of misery...
Everyday she'd go around
Everytime I see that frown
Broken down and down and out,
The drudgery goes on and on.
Oh I just want to say,
I ain't gonna live that way 'cause
She's just a product of misery.
I don't want to live like that,
Just a product of misery.
I don't want to live like that.
Like her mother and hers before,
She left her heart out by the door.
Everybody passed it by.
They never bothered asking why
She stayed looked up inside,
Watching as the world turns by.
Now she's just a product of misery.
I don't want to live like that...
Just a product of misery.
I don't want to live like that.
I don't want to live like that !
Hey, like that ?!
I don't want to live like that...
Just a product of misery....
...Annie said she must confess
She never came and never left,
Never could communicate and
Now the time is much too late.
Passions laid to rest,
Buried with her wedding dress.
Now she's just a product of misery...
I don't want to live like that.
I don't want to live like that...
Just a product of misery.
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(Cyndi Lauper, Allee Willis)
Things like this
Can always take a little time
I always thought
We'd be together down the line
We start to fight
And can't get over what was said
'Cause you see black and white
And I see red
And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I'm not the same
When love gets strong
People get weak
Sometimes they lose control
And wind up in too deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain
I make the bed and cover
Where you used to sleep
I'm smoothing over promises
Made in these sheets
I envy lovers passing by
Out on the street
'Cause what they have
I couldn't keep
And I wonder who let in the rain
You know without you
I'm not the same
When love gets strong
People gets weak
Sometimes they lose control
And wind up in too deep
They fall like rain
Who let in the rain...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Allee Willis)
The street light
Through my window
Makes me feel secure
There's no one to distract me
I'm locking the door
You cannot barge into
My own little world
You can't take the joy
From the soul of this girl
Telling me your lies, lies, lies
Don't tell me your lies, lies, lies
My thoughts are all tangled
I don't know what I feel
You try to confuse me
'Till I don't know what's real
You say what's good (for me)
You don't even know me
You don't even want the truth
That you need to feel
The power that was taken from you
Telling me your lies, lies, lies
Don't tell me lies, lies, lies...
So I'll pretend,
And we'll all be happy
But in the end
There's no telling when
You'll slip off the edge
And you start up again
But I'm not the same child
Who just had no defense
Don't tell me your lies, lies, lies...
Don't tell me your lies, lies, lies...
All that's left is this knocking
Of a heart you left on the shelf
You twisted your love
'Cause you don't love yourself
Don't tell me your lies, lies, lies
Don't tell me lies, lies, lies...
Don't tell me lies...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Junior Vasquez, Marv DePeyer)
Ever since I could understand
My mother said to me
"Don't you ever let a man hit you,
Don't you grow up like me"
So I swore I'd never be like her
Or my grandmother too
Ever if it meant I'd be alone
Ever if it meant I'd be alone.
'Cause she looked
'Cause she looked like broken glass
When she fell to the ground
I heard the sound of thunder
Trailing off
When she started coming 'round
But she couldn't make him stop
And she wouldn't let it go
So everytime she got back up
Like broken glass went tumblin' down
Tumblin' down
First time that I saw your face
You looked so lost and kind
Should have recognized that
Troubled look
From the road I left behind
But I thought that I could comfort you
Or was it you could comfort me,
Never saw your anger 'till you blew
Never saw your anger 'till you blew
And I feel
Oh I'd feel like broken glass
When I fell to the ground
I heard the sound of thunder
Trailing off
When I started coming 'round
But I couldn't make you stop
And you wouldn't let it go
So everytime I got back up
Like broken glass went tumbling down...
The slightest thing could spark you
There was always hell to pay
I could feel your darkness in me
And I knew just what to say
And the rest I can't remember
But it sounded like a gun
But it could have been a firecracker
It could have been a firecracker
Made me run
And you looked
Oh you looked like broken glass
When you fell to the ground
I heard the sound of thunder
Trailing off
When you started coming 'round
But I couldn't make you stop
And you wouldn't let it go
So this time when you got back up
Like broken glass you went
Just like broken glass
Just like broken glass...
...Tumbling down, tumbling down...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Mary Chapin Carpenter)
When I was eight I had a friend
With a pirate smile
Make believe and play pretend
We were innocent and wild
Hopped a fence and slammed the gate
Running down my alleyway
In time to watch Sally's pigeons fly
We loved to watch them dive and soar
Circle in the sky
Free as a bird from three to four
And never knowing why
Neighbors pulled their wash back in
Put away my Barbie and Ken
Look out overhead
While Sally's pigeons fly
I had a fool's confidence
That the world had no boundaries
But instincts and common sense
Come in different quantities
My heart began to
Skip to the beat
Of the boy next door
She had her eye across the street
On someone shy and tall
We lived our dreams
And challenged fate
In tears she told me she was late
And Sally let his pigeons out to fly...
On the dresser sits a frame
With a photograph
Two little girls in ponytails
Some twenty one years back
She left one night with just a nod
Was lost from some back alley job
I close my eyes and Sally's pigeons fly
She never saw those birds again
And me, I can't remember when
A pirate smile hasn't made me cry
I close my eyes
And Sally's pigeons fly...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Rob Hyman, Eric Bazilian)
If you want to see me
Don't break down and cry
I can be your sweetie
If you be a friend of mine
And I won't be forsaken
If you think thoughts unkind
Just bring home the bacon
And bring it home on time
Hey Louie, can't you see
I couldn't leave you if I tried
Hey Louie, listen to me
We got a thing so dignified
It don't matter if we lived in a shack
Or in a shiny cadillac
It don't matter rich or poor
When love is knocking at your door
It feels like Christmas
Just like Christmas
It feels like Christmas with you...
Hey Louie, life is sweet
I can't be bitter
When you're here with me
Hey Louie, no regrets
Holding on to things
That you ought to forget
Well, it doesn't matter tit for tat
'Cause what you give
You get it back
It don't matter anymore
When love is knocking at your door
It feels like Christmas
Just like Christmas
It feels like Christmas with you,
Everytime I see ya
Everytime I hear ya
Everytime I'm near ya,
I'd be happy
Because it feels like Christmas
Just like Christmas
It feels like Christmas
With you...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Rob Hyman, Eric Bazilian)
Dear John,
What's wrong ? Why can't you just be anything you want ? Why not ? Why not ? I
tried to tell you then. You didn't understand. They try and pigeonhole you.
Buddy, they don't even know you. But hang on my dear, dear, John. Maybe you're
not just like everyone, so what, so what.
And there's more to live for, than some abbreviated encore, much more, much
more. You can't define yourself in terms of someone else. You can't say what
you're thinking ? But I don't know what you've been drinking. But don't cry.
'Cause life goes on. Dear John, you could be anything you want. Why not ? Why
not ?
Why you could even be an astronaut, dear John, dear John.
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(Cyndi Lauper, Allee Willis)
I know you expected me
To act just like a schoolgirl
Followed your rules
Just like a fool
Wrapped up in your world
What's good for you
Don't mean that's so good for me
What can I do, but hang around
And lose myself just like I used to
Go round and round just like a loose screw
Well I ain't gonna walk
With my heart in my hand
And take things lying down like before
Won't take your crap the way I used to
Ain't gonna be the way it used to,
Alright for you, ain't alright for me
Maybe I was weak though the average
Person probably thinks I'm stronger
When I need someone else
I shut out myself,
Scared to say the wrong words
What's right for you
Don't think that's alright for me
You spread the glue, so I can't move
And stick to you just like I used to
Go round and round just like a loose screw...
Oh I ain't gonna walk
With my heart in my hand...
...Ain't gonna do it like I used to
Go round and round just like a loose screw
Alright for you ain't alright for me, no
Everytime you pust me down
Everytime you screw me around
Everytime you do that to me
I'm my own possession
I'm my own possession...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Allee Willis, Rob Hyman, Eric Bazilian)
Midnight falls on the snow-lit trees
And as I stand inside I know that I
Can't watch life through a window
My indecision is blocking the door
It's like a religion
That I never ask for more
I might stumble and fall
What's someone like me,
Doing in a life like this?
I can't see
What someone like me
Is doing in a life like this
Slipping back into the past
Sun comes up and streams
Through the blinds
And as I throw my clothes on
Do my hair wrong,
Stare into my mirror
Telling myself that everyone falls
Take the first step
That's the trick of it all
Bounce back like a ball
What's someone like me
Doing in a life like this ?...
My mind is filled with
Runaway dreams
I can't wake up
I don't know what it means
You see I fell asleep
With the television on
When I woke up it was gone
I read my horoscope
To see what's in store
I get a little lazy but
I want more, I want more
What's someone like me
Doing in a life like this ?
I can't see
What someone like me
Is doing in a life like this...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Tom Gray, David Thornton)
Somber sister
This is a strange and bitter fruit
Because you taught me to sing
And the rhythm in my heart
And the rhythm in my feet is -
Why are the rainbows
Stolen from the sky
And locked up in boxes
Yellow, black, red and white
Like birds in their cages
Beating their wings on the bars
And there's a song that they're singing
It's a word in the world
It's a word in their hearts
A part hate
I heard a man say
Tear apart hate
And I saw hope in his face
A part hate
Where the color of love
Slips away
Why are the children
Carrying guns, not books
Drug dealing, not learning
The golden rule
And the idea of freedom
Not just the same
Castle in the sky
Haunted by white-sheeted ghouls
Filled with hate me
And hate you
And proud of it too
A part hate
Heard a woman saying
Tear apart hate
And I saw hope in her face
A part hate
Where the color of love
Slips away
Why are the people
Running down the block
Rock throwing, not knowing
What else to do
But I'm just a spectator
And I can never know the pain
But when I hear
That whip cracking
I cry out tears of anger
I cry out tears of shame
A part hate
I heard myself say
Tear apart hate
And I saw hope in my face
A part hate
Where the color of love
Slips away...
Tear apart hate tear apart hate
Tear apart hate tear apart hate
Tear apart hate tear apart hate...
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(Cyndi Lauper, Nicky Holland)
I was folding up your letters
Unpacking winter clothes
Searching for my hat
I thought I left it by the door
So I tore around the room
Like a bird without a head
I saw your picture waving back at me
From underneath the bed
From a long, long time ago
When all I had
Was a hat full of stars
The one I'll always treasure
The one that you wore
You loved the look
But you never looked inside
You would have seen us there
You could've seen far
You should've seen the magic
In my hat full of stars
I'm trying to live in the present
But I keep tripping on the past
Finding out reality, well clarity
Comes in dribs and drabs
No we never had the time
For everything we had
So it felt like we had nothing
That's what makes this hat so sad
It was a long, long time ago
When all we had
Was a hat full of stars...
...You would have seen us there
You could've seen far
You should've seen the magic
In my hat full of stars
Now whenever I'm alone
And I think I might forget
I wear my lucky hat
Just like a crown up on my head -
'Cause all I have
Is a hat full of stars...
If you could see me now
You would've seen far
You should've seen the magic
In my hat full of stars...
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