Lyrics:
Holding back the fool again
I sensed my loss
Before I even learned to talk
And I remember my birthdays
Empty party afternoons won't come back
knew
Ooh, the Wu, is back up in this motherfucker
Ooh, and Snoop, is burnin' rubber on these suckers
It's a dog day afternoon
The Clan go bang,
Dry your eyes, and take your song out, it's a newborn afternoon.
If you can't recall the singer, you can still recall the tune.
Dry your eyes
have waited for, will be waiting for me,
And she'll dance with me all the afternoon,
Comfort me when the darkness falls,
And she'll still be there in
All my life I've waited for an angel
But no angel ever came along
Then one happy afternoon I met you
And my heart began to sing a song
Somehow, I
When the sun is high in the afternoon sky
You can always find something to do
But from dusk 'til dawn, as the clock ticks on
Something happens to you
All my life I've waited for an angel
But no angel ever came along
Then one happy afternoon I met you
And my heart began to sing a song
Somehow, I
(SPOKEN)
DORIS: Gee, I'm glad you came over tonight
FRANK: Yeah! It'll be nice riding with the top down
DORIS: Oh, but I've spent the afternoon
and wheat bins, hazy afternoons
Voicing, rejoicing, the wine cups do bring
Pussywillows, cat-tails, soft winds and roses
Harsh nights and candlelights,
hey
Sitting on a sofa on a Sunday afternoon.
Going to the candidate's debate.
Laugh about it, shout about it
When you've got to choose
Every way
to
The velvet song that fills the summer afternoon
Something deep within me sighs
And wishes for the peaceful skies
Of long ago
(*) that wrapped
a monkey can move a man. Send him to hell and home again.
An empty hand in the afternoon, shooting for the moon.
It's halfway sick and it's halfway stoned.
I saw you on a Sunday afternoon
Riding the B train
Yeah, I was coolin' on the B train
You had an air about you
I had to know and soon
First
Saturdays, holidays, easy afternoons
Lazy days, sunny days, nothing much to do.
Rainy days are better days for hangin' out in-side
Grainy days
This here's the story about
Dumb, dumb George,
Who came up to Boston
One sunny afternoon.
He drove up from New York City,
And he was freaky,
till the land
In the afternoon we planted seeds in the evening we held hands
In the evening we held hands
Her blue eyes told me everything a man
I walk in the park
Just to kill the lonely hours.
Spring can really hang you up the most.
All afternoon the birds twitter-twitt.
I know
(On Blueberry Hill) I'll 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
Then came a change, and you may think it's strange
But the world became a happy tune
Since that April afternoon
If you should run into a shower
is the luckiest of men,
He wakes the boys at five and then goes back to bed again;
He doesn't have to blow again until the afternoon,
If evry thing
that car just a little too far any Sunday afternoon
And if you'd break your neck in some damn fool wreck
They'd forget about you soon
But Ol? Stroker Ace
Morning, sing me a song,
Afternoon, bring it along,
Nighttime, show me a friend,
Say it again,
Send a good dream my way.
Wednesday, feeling
that only I could see
Just what my world would finally be
On Sunday, back inside my room
I draw the blinds, 'tis afternoon
I let my mind find its
In the quiet afternoon, you left and went down into town
And I just watched the empty road behind you
Where the fog lies kissing the mountainside
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