I see you floating it constantly
You’re making me feel like you and
I could be real
But then you’re flipping the game
You walk away you turn your back baby
Stop treading on me
Baby
Coz I’m mystified
And you know I’ve tried
I just can’t get through to you
[Chorus]
What you gonna do
I don’t know
What you gonna say
I ain’t sure
Always the same
All the time
Every day
Played my mind
I can’t keep wasting my time
On your game
Ain’t no doubt about it [x4]
I’ve taken all that I can
I’ve given to you my all but you don’t
Seem to respond
Baby
Oh I can’t stand all this waiting
Cos my patience is fading pretty
Soon I’ll be gone
Lets rectify it
You can’t deny it
The way you feel for me
Tell me
[Chorus]
I can’t keep wasting my time on
Your game
No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I’ve seen this all before
Time and time
No way
Coz I’m mystified
You know that I’ve tried
I just can’t get through to you
[Chorus x2]
I can’t keep wasting my time on
Your game
No more
No more
No more wasted time
Playing your game
I’ve seen this all before
Time
Ain’t no doubt about it [x4]
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(Warren Zevon and Carl Hiaasen)
My baby is a basket case
A bipolar mama in leather and lace
Face like an angel-she’s a perfect waste
My baby is a basket case
Dracula’s daughter, Calamity Jane
Smoke on the water, water on the brain
She’s pretty as a picture-and totally crazed
My baby is a basket case
She’s gonna make a madman outta me
She’s gonna make a madman outta me
She’s manic-depressive and schizoid, too
The friskiest psycho that I ever knew
We’re paranoid lovers lost in space
My baby is a basket case
My baby’s gonna celebrate
I’m being dragged through the nuthouse gates
Got my straitjacket on and I’m taking her place
My baby is a basket case
She finally made a madman outta me
She finally made a madman outta me
My baby made a madman outta me
She finally made a madman outta me
O holy night.
The stars are brightly shining.
It is the night of our dear Savior’s birth. (Oh yes it is now.)
Long lay the world
In sin and error pining
‘Til He appeared
And the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees
O hear the angels’ voices
O night divine
O o night when Christ was born
O night
O holy, holy night
O night divine
Fall on your knees
O hear the angels’ voices
O night divine
O o night when Christ was born
O night
O night
O holy night
O night divine
Mmm



