The Average White Band

Meet me in the playground at a quarter to four Wait till everybody's [long] gone There must be so many things that we can explore Maybe I can walk you home If it starts to rain - we can take some shelter I'd like to hold your little hand My heart is

If you're foolin', only foolin' All I ask is, why? And if you're playin', all I'm sayin' is Feelings sure can lie And if you're lyin', keep on lyin' Don't tell the truth, don't you dare You can't drop me, baby, you still got me After takin' me way up

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Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine Working in a Soul Mine You make me work, just love to see me sweat The hotter baby, the rougher that it gets Your'e a heart 's stopper, you must be made of stone Sometimes I swear I

I used to wake up at night With this song going through my mind Tried so hard to write is all down But the melody was hard to find Then one night about a week ago I was passing a nightclub door I heard something that made me turn around I had to go i

Imagine there's no heaven, it's easy if you try No hell below us, above us only sky Imagine all the people living for today. Imagine there's no countries, it isn't hard to do Nothing to kill or die for and no religion too Imagine all the people livin

Cut the cake Give me a little piece, let me lick up the cream Cut the cake I need a little piece, baby, you know what I mean Cut the cake Give me a little piece, some lovin' along the side Cut the cake I need a little piece, and you could keep me sat

The sooner you give The sooner you get to have A love of your own The longer it takes The better you come to know A love of your own, oh Now don't you be afraid, to give your heart You never know till you try it, yeah Don't deny it to yourself Don't

It might be my imagination But I can feel the spirit moving up on me I get the creepin', when I should be sleeping And the music isn't like it use to be What am I gonna to do about it sister How am I to take the strain What am I gonna do about it sis

Got the love, got the love, yeah Got the love, got the love Got the love, got the love, sugar baby Got the love, got the love Now babe, you've been gone such a long time Been thinkin' 'bout what it is we got Not all the time in the world Woo, but we