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Manhattan Transfer lyrics
Manhattan Transfer lyrics
"Foreign Affair Lyrics"
I'm Living A Dream Lyrics
Chorus: I'm living a dream and here is the truth 'Cause I realized I was waiting for you I'm living a dream and holding your hand I lo
Chorus: I'm living a dream and here is the truth 'Cause I realized I was waiting for you I'm living a dream and holding your hand I lo
When traveling abroad in the continental style
It's my belief that one must attempt to be discreet
And subsequently bear in mind your transient position
Allows you a perspective that's unique
Though you'll find your itinerary's a blessing and a curse
Your wanderlust won't let you settle down
The Begining Lyrics
You don't know what it's like To be there when it's over If love was like a battlefield Would you put me on your shoulder But time don
And you wonder how you ever fathomed that you'd be contentYou don't know what it's like To be there when it's over If love was like a battlefield Would you put me on your shoulder But time don
To stay within the city limits of a small midwestern town
Most vagabonds I knowed don't ever want to find the culprit
That remains the object of their long relentless quest
The obsession's in the chasing and not the apprehending
The pursuit you see
Can't Be Too Long Lyrics
Hey, everybody won't you lend me your ear, There's something to fear, it's here, and that's clear. Men gettin' rich off rapin' the land, I can't
nd never the arrestHey, everybody won't you lend me your ear, There's something to fear, it's here, and that's clear. Men gettin' rich off rapin' the land, I can't
Without fear or contradiction Bon Voyage is often hollered
In conjunction with a handkerchief from shore
By a girl that drives a Rambler and furthermore
Is overly concerned that she won't see him anymore
Planes and trains and boats and buses
Characteristically evoke a commo
Night So Still Lyrics
I turn on the hallway light I am up again at night I've got my window seat Got a light that shines down to the street In the d
attitude of blueI turn on the hallway light I am up again at night I've got my window seat Got a light that shines down to the street In the d
Unless you have a suitcase and a ticket and a passport
And the cargo that they're carrying is you
A foreign affair juxtaposed with a stateside
And domestically approved romantic fancy
Is mysteriously attractive due to circumstances knowing
I will only be parlayed into a memory