I am the Starlight! I can do anything!
'Next Time you Fall in Love'--StEX
PEARL: I guess I'm not too good at keeping love for long,
I think I found the answers, but the answers always wrong.
My first love was my true love, and it should have been my last.
The only time I'm happy's when I'm dreaming in the past.
Next time you fall in love,
it better be with me,
the way it used to be.
Back then was when we touched the Starlight.
Sometimes you turn away from what your heart tells you what's right,
and so you settle for whatever gets you through the night.
The flame you thought was gone may suddenly begin to burn,
and broken hearst can be repaired that's something that you learn,
Next time you fall in love,
it better be with me,
the way it used to be.
Back then was when we touched the Starlight.
(Enter dance sequence)
RUSTY: I feel like every moment I ever shared with you,
what fools we were to ever dream,
the -something- coming true.
Next time you fall in love,
it better be with me
the way it used to be.
PEARL: Back then-
RUSTY: Was when-
BOTH: We touched the Starlight!
Next time you fall in love,
it better be with me,
the way it used to be.
Back then was when we touched the Starlight.
I guess I'm not too good at keeping love alive for long,
I think I've found the answer, but the answers always wrong.
My first love was my true love,
and it should have been my last.
The only time I'm happy is when I'm dreaming of the past.
There's more, but I like that part. I don't like Rusty, but whatever Pearl wants, ya know? She and Electra need to hook up major. Or Electra and Greaseball..yeah, Diesel on Electric!
The Right Stuff--NKOTB (I LOVE THIS SONG! All thanks to Joe!)
The right stuff!
First time was a great time
second time was a blast,
third time I fell in love,
now I hope it lasts.
I can see it in your walk,
tell it when you talk,
see it in everything you do,
even in your thoughts.
You got the right stuff, baby,
love the way you turn me.
You got the right stuff, baby,
you're the reason why I sing this song!
All that I needed was you,
oh girl, you're so right!
And all that I wanted was you,
you made all (my dreams come true!)
(insert oh, oh, ohhh's!)
First kiss was a sweet kiss,
second kiss had a twist,
third and your fourth kiss
I don't wannna miss.
I can see it in your walk,
tell it when you talk,
see it in everything you do,
even in your thoughts.
You got the right stuff, baby,
love the way you turn me on.
You got the right stuff, baby,
you're the reason why i sing this song.
(same stuff as before! I love this song. Jeez. A lot!)
Magic Place--The Mean Corner
When I was only seventeen,
you took me out and showed me the scene.
Fed me x and took me dancing,
taught me how to make amends
saying (insert many ah's).
When I was just a little girl,
you took me out and showed me the world,
dressed me up like Cinderella,
carried me away
to a magic place with a disco ball,
go-go boys and alcohol.
All the world inside it settles,
All the world inside it settles.
When I was delicate and new,
you took me down to 9th avenue,
put my name on every guest list
and on the VIP.
When I was beautiful and young,
you bought me things and we got along.
You made me think that I was special,
you made me go blind,
In a darkened room,
a magic place,
you have no meaning and you have no face.
All the world inside it settles,
all the world inside it settles.
All the world inside it settles,
all the world inside it settles.
(Whit and I were listening to this song yesterday, Mean Corner ROCKS!)
Only Art-Mean Corner
I wanna be
somewhere, far away.
Just you and me.
I wanna do
something, anything
just me and you.
I'm falling apart,
you're breaking my heart,
you love only art.
I wanna say
something, anything
to you today.
I wanna know
something, anything
you've never told.
I'm falling apart,
you're breaking my heart,
you love only art.
Only art, yeah.
Only art, yeah.
Only art, yeah.
Only art.
Eli, The Barrow Boy--Decemberists (SADDEST SONG EVER!)
Eli, the barrow boy
of the old town.
Sells coal and marigolds
and he cries out all down the day.
Below the fakjaktg she is crying,
corn cobs and candlewax for the buying,
all down the day.
Would, I could afford to buy my love a fine robe.
Made of gold and silk arabian thread.
She is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove.
And I must push my barrow all the day.
And I must push my barrow all the day.
Eli, the barrow boy,
when they found him,
dressed all in courdoroy
he had drown in the river down the way.
They laid his body down in a church yard,
but still when the moon is out,
with his pushcart hes hauls down the day.
(Soo sad, thanks Stacey and Sam, I love Decemberists and the barrow boy song! And Mariners!)