Lyrics:
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen and welcome to P!nk Airlines
We hope your flight is enjoyable and our flight attendants are here
To insure
this stone-cold floor
Crazy
Stone-cold crazy, you know
Rainy afternoon
I gotta blow a typhoon
And I'm playing on my slide trombone
Anymore,
I got a letter from him just this afternoon
Telling me that he'll be coming soon
Whenever I'm down and feeling bad
Whenever my heart is feeling sad
the lights and go to bed
Have you ever, ever stopped a rainbow?
I don't think so at least
It kept on comin' frisky
What an afternoon feast
Energy the jailer
Every afternoon when I wake up
I say a little prayer and I drink up
I thank the lord for driving me home
Once more
There's an open bottle
Summer breeze easin' back the curtains in my bedroom.
Ceilin' fan stirrin' up the heat of the afternoon.
I'm puttin' on my lipstick, my ruby red
bring my horn with me
(When I found you) I'll be wit' you where berries are blue
(The moon stood still) Each afternoon we'll go
(On Blueberry Hill) Higher
I have never regretted
Takin' off early or callin' in sick
Or lovin' away a Sunday afternoon
It was time well wasted
And there's no way I trade
mince tarts
and Peter Percival Patterson's pet pig Porky loved
Pie for breakfast, pie for lunch, pie in the afternoon and pie before he
went to bed.
settle down and steal each other's songs
I found a wounded brother
Drinkin' bitterly away the afternoon
And soon enough he turned on me
Like he'd
Castles were crumbling and daydreams were tumbling
December was battling with June
But on this bright afternoon
Guess I'll be changing my tune
surprised you smilin' bright in the afternoon
Now I know where you've been hidin'
There's nothin like bein in love
And starin' at a big ol moon
We used
These are the thoughts that go through my head in my
Backyard on a Sunday afternoon when I have the house to
Myself and I'm not expending all that
drugs all afternoon
I hear this car pull up outside
Comes to a stop like, skreeee
Someone's in a hurry
'N someone better worry
'Cos these four guys
the circles we made with our fires
We talked of the pale afternoon
The clouds were like dark riders
Flying on the face of the moon
We spoke our fears
to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed mending
See
Pool halls in the afternoons
Translators playing elvis tunes
Sunday morning out playing stickball
Written on the subway wall
Written
melody again)
He'll cheer you up 'till your ship comes in.
Loveable old fellow playing an old tune,
He comes 'round every afternoon
Raggedy old
She brings the sunshine to a rainy afternoon
She puts the sweetness in and stirs it with a spoon,
She watches for my moods and never brings me down
You feel so lonely, when it's in the afternoon,
And you gotta face it, all through the night.
Don't it make you believe
That something's gonna
die
And your death'll come soon
I will follow your casket
In the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll
my head;
Blow my mind.
Yeah, I'm goin' blind.
Freakin' out in the afternoon,
Lookin' at a daytime moon.
Talk to me, I'll talk to you,
Do you
To find Lorraine has made a stack of pancakes
They watch the television, husband and wife
All afternoon, "It's A Wonderful Life"
What, you don't love
afternoon tea
Mid robins and roses, and then life will be
A poem by Kipling, while troubles go rippling by.
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