I love it but it doesn't knock me out
I think it's great, but it could be better
I like it a lot, it's just not my cup of tea
Yet if you were to change the melody
Take out a part that you think should be here
Put in a part that wouldn't otherwise appear
Well it's only an idea.
I hate it but that doesn't mean it's bad
In other words I quite enjoyed it
Apart from which, it's the best you've ever done
Yet if you were to change the words
It would be superb with perhaps a different melody
I love it but it's just a shade too long
Though to be fair you'd hardly notice
The only thing as I say is how it's done
Bits to me sound like it ought to have been sung
Not only in two part harmony but one
Making the whole thing really swing before it's swung
Walk instead of run
I love it, but it doesn't knock me out
Yet it you were to change the words
It would be superb with perhaps a different melody.
I love it but it doesn't knock me out
I think it's great, but it could be better
I like it a lot, it's just not my cup of tea
Yet if you were to change the melody
Take out a part that you think should be here
Replace it with a part that wouldn't otherwise appear
Are you getting the idea
I love it, but it doesn't knock me out.
What's in a kiss
Have you ever wondered just what it is
More perhaps than just a moment of bliss
Tell me what's in a kiss.
What's in a dream
Is it all the things you'd like to have been
All the places that you haven't yet seen
Tell me what's in a dream.
I know it's really rather stupid of me
But I honestly don't know
Every time I try to find a solution
I'm surprised at how quickly I become so slow.
What's in a kiss
Have you ever wondered just what it is
More perhaps than just one moment of bliss
Tell me what's in a kiss.
And any time you need a light refreshment
Baby you can count on me
I am your very own delicatessen
Well equipped to supply you with your every need.
Well what's in a kiss
Have you ever wondered just what it is
More perhaps than just one moment of bliss
Tell me what's in a kiss
Take off your coat pull up a chair
Sit next to me not over there
How about a drink what would you like
Would a scotch on the rocks be alright
Then as the lights invariably dim
I gently touch your thigh
And before you know it, Hello it's goodbye.
You tell me that you're not that type
And I'm not saying that you're not right
All that I'm asking is a chance
To do more with you than just holding hands
This is the story of my life
Every chance I get to try
Before you know it, Hello it's goodbye.
Now I'm not saying that I'm upset
But for all the pleasure that I can get
I might just as well go join a monastery
(just as well join a monastery)
I'm not saying that I'm upset
But for all the pleasure that I've been getting
I might just as well go join a monastery
(just as well join a monastery).
Sometimes I think I'm up against
Something that doesn't make much sense
Like when I'm with a girl like you
I'd do everything a man should do
Then when I feel the time is right
I say no need to be shy
And before you know it Hello it's goodbye
Oh everyone knows
You're all alone
So why pretend
And everyone knows
You're on your own
Why not let it end
Your baby's gone
And you're all alone
So why pretend.
Every time
You're not at home
You say that she's with you
Isn't it time
You made it known
That she isn't with you
She's far away
And there she will stay
Oh why pretend
You didn't want her
When her heart grew fonder
Oh, of you by her side
You didn't love her
So she found another
Oh, why pretend
It's got to end.
'Cos everyone knows
You're all alone
So why pretend
You didn't want her
When her heart grew fonder
Oh, of you by her side
You didn't love her
So she found another
Oh, why pretend
It's got to end
Oh everyone knows
You're all alone
So why pretend
And everyone knows
That you're on your own
why not let it end
Your baby's gone
And you're all alone
So why pretend
Since I've known you we've always been together
And in that time the love we shared we vowed would last forever
Yet marriage is a subject you approve
providing it has nothing whatsoever to do with you
And much as I respect that view
have to state my case
Though I'm far from being over-the-hill
It occurs to me with each passing day
That I'm not getting any younger
God knows it wasn't my idea
The years that used to take
An eternity to make
Are now passing at what seems like one a week
If only we'd have met when I was your age
wouldn't have this awful fear I get when I leave your place
You don't know how upsetting it can be
To hear you talk of future plans
None of which seem to include me
Blue jeans and high heel boots are great
course I still wear mine quite a bit
But it's now more apparent than ever before
Despite keeping myself fairly fit
That I'm not getting any younger
Even those grey hairs are now starting to appear
And there are lines under my eyes
That never used to be this size
Even though it could be due to lack of sleep
3omething tells me that it's more to do with passing years
At times I think perhaps it would be better
If rather than go on this way
posted you a letter
Explaining in great detail why I feel
The way things are between us
Suits you much more than it suits me
You have you whole life ahead of you
Well damn it I also have mine
And unless I am by nature a freak
There's no mistaking those deadly signs
And I'm not getting any younger
Look closely now and you will see
The rebel in his teens
Who thought all adults were obscene
Is now somewhat disenchanted with the news
That kids today have got no respect for his views
And I'm not getting any younger
Gone are those days when school reports were all I feared
Now for the first time in my life
I'm seeing something I don't like
And am powerless to prevent from happening
One day you'll find out for yourself just what I mean
Some people tell you you're better off dead
Especially when you're in the very best of health
Me I don't understand why
Just like the din of those things
that go bump in the night
What does it matter
Who really cares
If you die tomorrow
All you get are prayers
If there's a God and there might
Maybe he's in with those things
that go bump in the night
Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm
The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm
You think, how incredible I never thought
How could anybody have so much power
But if on the other hand she says I fear
A bit of bad news in the coming year
You think what a load of rubbish this is
I don't know why I ever bothered with 'it
Who said we're human
Who called it sex
Who said that three fives
are fifteen is correct
Some people tell you you're better off dead
Especially when you're in the very best of health
What makes a black man go white
Could be the din of those things that go bump in the night
Oh, go to a gypsy let her read your palm
The minute that she says you've got a lot of charm
You think, how incredible I never thoughtV
How could anybody have so much power
But if on the other hand she says I fear
A bit of bad news in the coming year
You think what a load of rubbish this is
I don't know why I ever bothered with it
So you want to love me
But you don't know why
You've got a problem up ahead
That's in sight
Love to meet your uncle
Only as I was saying
I have a relative myself the same type
Call yourself a man
I said, why not if it's true
I said, you call yourself a taxi and fly
And like a bird she flew out
of the window
Leaving me a box of milk tray
A note upon it to say
If nothing's alright it's okay
'Cos help is on the way.
Sorry to disturb you
At this awful hour
But I was wondering
If you have the time
Supposed to meet a woman here
At half past eight
And now you're telling me
It's already nine
Man you should have seen it
As the boat overturned
There was a cry out
From a hand or a leg
And like a stone she went
Down to the bottom
Leaving us above in dismay
Despite the captain who'd say
If nothing's alright it's okay
'Cos help is on the way
I got a letter
It came as a note
It said, I'm sorry
I haven't spoke
It was written out in Braille
So I knew that it felt good
Right from the start
solo part
I tried to reach you
but you weren't at home
I left a message
Right after the tone
It said, sorry I'm not in
If you'd care to call again
I'll get back to you - back to you.
So you want to love me
But you don't know why
You've got a bee up in your bonnet
That's fine
Nothing like a buzz going around
Your head
To clear the cobwebs from the state
Of your mind
Well, you won't believe this
But believe me
It's true
I had this woman
In the palm of my hand
When like a madman
She leapt out the windowv
Leaving me a box of milk tray
A note upon it to say,
If nothing's alright it's okay
'Cos help is on the way.
Look at me, I'm in my glory
Like a child, who loves a story
pinching myself just to see
If you're really here with me
Nothing good can last for long
So when you feel like moving on
Break it to me gently
How I wish that we could make
Love for as long as it can take
Wear each other out, and then
Stop and start it all again
All my life I dreamt of this
And if a dream is all this is
Break it to me gently
And, I don't want to sound a bore
What will be will be I know
But there's no harm in asking
For when you have a beauty rare
Why can it not be everlasting
Is it true what I hear whispered
You get tired of men so quick
That it's now become a standing joke
How long will the next one cope
If there isn't the doubt
And I'm the next to be kicked out
Break it to me gently
And, I don't want to sound a bore
What will be will be I know
But there's no harm in asking
You've been through all this before
Could this one not be ever-lasting
Optimistic though I am
Things will remain the way they stand
Nevertheless there is this fear
You might one day disappear
I just hope that if it's true
You will have the decency to
Break it to me gently
If and when the time arrives
Don't just leave me high and dry
Break it to me gently
I feel so strange here on my own
She's out with her friends
While me I don't have one
Every time I have some
She would make them all disperse
Yet I love her with all of my hear
t
For what it's worth
She said had I been more careful with her
We wouldn't have had to get married quite so quick
And she never wanted kids
Hates the thought of giving birth
Yet I worship the ground she walks upon
For what it's worth
I don't know what I can say
Perhaps it's just a passing phase
Nothing worse than being in love
with one who isn't
If I've hurt her I'll admit
I'll apologize for itv
Even if what she says I did, I didn't.
I give her the bulk of my weekly pay
She takes it without even thanking me one bit
And I've worked hard for it
So a thank you wouldn't hurt
Yet I love her with all of my heart
For what it's worth
I don't ask for very much
I'm not one to make a fuss
In fact the less said is for me
So much the better
Maybe I should be more strong
Tell her straight look.' what's going on
But if I do that, she might leave me altogether
Oh, I've been high up and I've been low
But lately the latter is so far out ahead
I wish I were dead
She treats me like I was dirt
Yet I love her with all my heart
For what it's worth
It's the niceness of it all
Baby it's the niceness of it all
Whether you are close to me or far
It doesn't matter in the least
As long as I can be with you
Any time I need to
Like the baby that's just starting to grow
It's the niceness of it all that makes me love you more & more
And it's the niceness of it all
Baby, it's the niceness of it all
That makes me write to you and say
how much I've missed you over the weeks
That makes me call you on the phone
Whenever there's a chance to speak
And even if there's only time to say hello
It's the niceness of it all, that makes me love you more & more
I don't know what's come over me
I've hardly touched a drink
My mother thinks it's marvelous
He's off the road to sin
She thinks you're just the tonic that I need
And who am I to argue after all isn't that what I believe
It's the niceness of it all
Baby it's the niceness of it all
If I can't be with you for a week then a day will .have to do
I won't say that that's enough
But then beggars can't be choosers
And besides if nothing else at least I know
It's the niceness of it all that makes me love you more and more
Every time I see a shadow
I think what a blessing it must be
Not to have to talk with fingers
Not to have to look with nothing to see
You try living your life to the full
confined to a chair
Try and hide your loneliness when none is there
There's nothing in the world that I'd like more
Than to be left standing outside your door
Where perhaps I might be, asked to come in
There I could very easily demonstrate
What now appears to be my fate
You see I'm hooked on something
And it's not heroin
Oh, I just can't get enough of you
No I can't get enough, what am - I gonna do
I've tried every trick in the book that's going
Now I've decided that they're not worth knowing
My predicament is as simple as this
I'm not satisfied and the reason is
I just can't get enough of you
My experience of life so far
Has been to say the least not the least bizarre
I mean I work for a living, 8 hours a day
I don't smoke or drink except for a little wine
The friends that I have are the genuine kind
I think I'm fairly rational in a moderate way
Yet I can't get enough of you
No I can't get enough, what am I gonna do
I've had other woman but they don't move me
You're the only one that can see right through me
What you've got I can't explain
Other than to tell you I have one complaint
I just can't get enough of you
I just can't get enough of you
No I can't get enough, what am I gonna do
like Oliver Twist, said when he asked for more
I happen to like what you gave me before
My condition is rather unique
I'm suffering from the world's first lovely disease
I just can't get enough of you
I've never been able
To stand on a table
Without using both of my feet
I've always resisted
The choice that was listed
Whenever I sat down to eat
Now don't think me rude but
that dress is so low cut
Your navel is sticking out
And not that I'm curious
But seeing how low yours is
I wonder where mine is about
I read in the newspapers only today
that tomorrow's will be even better
liquid detergent is now guaranteed
to absorb all the dirt from your sweater Or so they say
We once had a neighbour
Who came from Jamaica
(No - she came of her own accord)
Who talked with an accent
Like that of a Dachshund
Whose cousin the Queen had adored
Oh how would you like it
If I was invited
To Lords on the first day of play
I'm no Gary Sobers
But I can bowl overs
In quite an unorthodox way
Now cricket's a game that can baffle us all
It's the silly mid-on that gets me
Silly or not, it's enthralling to watch
Only maidens of course disagree
Or so they say
Life is so often a dullish affair
It's no wonder that crime has increased
What does it matter, if there's no hereafte
r
We're here after all just to breathe
Or so they say
And as I finish playing
This is my way of saying
"THE END."