Song Stories

Beetlebum What you done? She's a gun Now what you done, beetlebum?

Oh, baby, won't you let me in? My mind is saying sink or swim

Come on, Harry, we wanna say goodnight to you

Just to have some dreaming Dreaming is free

I put a taqueria on the roof, it was well reviewed Four stars out of five And that's unheard of

And I'm not the kind that likes to tell you Just what I want to do I'm not the kind that needs to tell you

Oh, the queen of peace Always does her best to please

Destined to be, lonely old me Whoops-a-daisy, I thought I was happy, oh

Keep on chasing down that rainbow You'll never know what you might find

I remember T-shirt weather I remember some days We were singing our lungs out in the backseat together

Now I've sold all your records 'Cause they give me the fear Funny how it seems to me now That you were never here

This ain't no party, this ain't no disco This ain't no fooling around No time for dancing, or lovey dovey I ain't got time for that now