ONE NIGHT LOVE AFFAIR (BRYAN ADAMS)
You´re the silent type and you caught my eye,
but I never thought that I´d be touchin´ you,
How was I to know I´d let my feelin´s go?
And that I´d be yours before the night was through?
One night love affair, tryin´ to make like we don´t care.
We were both reachin´ out for somethin´...
...pretendin´ it ain´t there.
Oh! And now we´re left with nothin´.
When the mornin´ breaks, we go our separate ways.
If the night was made for love it ain´t for keeps,
but I lose control as I watch you go.
All my senses say I´m in this much too deep,
now, you´re outa reach...Pretendin´ we don´t care...
...Sometimes life ain´t fair...
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SHE´S ONLY HAPPY WHEN SHE´S DANCIN´ (BRYAN ADAMS)
Monday mornin´, it´s time to get up,
two cups of coffee and she runs for the bus,
looks in the window and fixes her hair,
nobody notices and nobody cares.
She admits it ain´t no kinda life workin´ 9 to 5, you know.
She´s only happy when she´s dancin´,
there ain´t no place she´d rather be...
...Just her heart and her soul and her fantasies.
When Friday evenin´ finally rolls around,
she grabs a taxi and she heads uptown,
goes to a place they call "The Ball And Chain",
nothin´ matters until Monday, so she goes insane.
Well, it´s a bitch tryin´ to make ends meet,
but that´s the way the story goes...
...There ain´t nothin´ makes her feel so free...
...The girl´s outrageous and it´s plain to see.
She ain´t got much but she got independence.
Ya! She´s doin´ alright.
His eyes are on her as the evenin´s endin´,
but she ain´t goin´ for no mystery because nobody rides for free...
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LONG GONE (BRYAN ADAMS)
The telephone´s bin ringin´...off the wall.
It´s your Las Vegas lawyer, another long distance call.
He says you get the house and the car
and I get the clothes I got on.
Now she´s gone, long...long gone.
Now I´m a happy boy...
..."Operator, get me Manhatten, get my baby on the line."
Sooner or later she´s gotta realize
that all my feelin´s were for real,
but maybe she was leadin´ me on...
...She took the Frigidaire, she got my favorite chair,
you could say she got the best of me.
It´s like a legal crime, but in a matter of time,
she´ll be back for the rest of me...
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AIN´T GONNA CRY (BRYAN ADAMS)
Well, I hardly knew ya, baby, and you were comin´ on.
Mama told me there´d be days like these,
I shoulda known better maybe, woulda seen right through ya,
I needed you like a disease, I ain´t gonna cry over you.
You´re a mystery...You´re history...
...You said you´d wait forever but I know your type:
"The lights are on but no-one´s home".
I changed my number, maybe, you better change your mind,
´cause I´d rather spend the night alone...
...I ain´t your kinda guy, so forget about me,
´cause I ain´t too shy to say what I´m thinkin´. Hit it!
I got reckless, baby, put you in your place.
Next time, maybe, re-arrange your face...
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