Lyrics:
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
morning is the perfect morning
Every morning
The afternoon is on its way
I'm looking forward to the day that's coming
Good like yesterday
It was
stranded here and it's too far to walk
It's late afternoon approaching evening now
And I'm just sitting in this airport bar wondering how
How I got here
I never want it anymore
Gotta get away from this stone cold floor
Crazy stone cold crazy you know
Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon
And I'm
It's an LA afternoon
There's money out there
People to screw, but he's tired of his game
He needs somebody to fill his day
Little Davie was a liar
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
It was a nice cosmic afternoon
Me and my babe behind the moon
Man's gotta do what a man's gotta do
Looked so fine, felt so good
Kama Sutra's
and Sunday afternoon
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
Where do those golden rainbows end?
Why is this song so sad?
Dreaming
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
I can see you're young and pretty
I know it would be so easy
Anyway dark lady I feel lazy
Those afternoons are confused
I don't think that you
and Sunday afternoon
Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
Where do those golden rainbows end?
Why is this song so sad?
Dreaming
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
really make me happy to never let her slip away.
I feel like a kid with a teenage crush
On a school day
( On a school day afternoon)
I fell like
those boards which let fly souls.
honeysuckle walk right afternoon time dies.
wish for sometime soon.
i'll work it out.
my way.
so many faces.
so
I'm loving every moment with you
Like the times that we wasted all afternoon
I liked it the most when you dressed up like a ghost
And kissed me in
I've been
now she comes around at midnight like a Sunday afternoon
With a purpose and a manner like a needle and a spoon
A bad thing waitin' 'round
been dreaming of you all afternoon
The sun was shining I near about fell in love
In the park with the woods to wonder
Do you wanna be my lover
on our feet
I like the sound of raindrops dancing
As we sleep away a Sunday afternoon
And I like the sound of the alarm clock ringing
Means I'll
guitar's a little big on you
Hey stop your snoring, come on get up in the morning
'Stead of sleeping all the afternoon
It couldn't happen to you
It couldn't
thoughts
And insane actions to follow suit of my being.
The tea parties and mid-afternoon chats
Broken into informal combat strategics and songs of war.
in the psycho ballet
We?ll sit ourselves down on a nice afternoon
I?ll point out performers and let you lampoon
There sure ain?t no dearth of galoots
Listen to the music playing in your head
Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed
lunchbreak is gonna take all afternoon
And half the night
Tomorrow morning I know there'll be hell to pay
Hey, but that's alright
I ain't had a day off now
The Girl With The Braids In Her Hair.
I Met Her In The Afternoon.
I Think I Might Have Spoke Just A Little Too Soon,
Because She Was Gone Before I Had
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