parade! Don't tell me not to fly-- I've simply got to. If someone takes a spill, It's me and not you. Who told you you're allowed To rain on my parade
off your knees There's a leak in the hold Where the infantry used to be Yeah Yeah Little monsters on the table Crazies here to play Little monsters on the boat parade
(Lyrics & Music by Jon Secada) Entre cuatro paredes de nuevo me encuentro Y de pronto no hay nadie que oiga mis lamentos Y mi conciencia sufre con problemas
She said her name was (Paradise) That's what she said to me She said (Paradise) That's what she said it would be 'Cuz she, the finest women that I've
Hey, now did I tell you that I was goin'? Yes, I'm leavin' 'Cause there's no room in this house You're just too much in love with yourself Tired of livin
not have parade Parade, Parade.4x You see where i go Just have parades And i not have parade Parade, Parade.4x You see where i go Just have parades (
motorcycles Listen to those engines roar Now they're doin' tricks for the children Oh, they look so nice Looks like angels have come down from Paradise Jolly Coppers On Parade
Billy's home, he just got back from L.A. Plenty of lines but nothing to say Said I, seen this movie and it don't end nice Looks like trouble in paradise
She calls out to the man on the street "Sir, can you help me? It's cold and I've nowhere to sleep Is there somewhere you can tell me?" He walks on, doesn
music everywhere Paradise alley (Gonna take it to the paradise) (Take it to the paradise) Paradise alley (Gonna take it to the paradise) (Take it to the paradise) Paradise
Where the river runs to black I take the schoolbooks from your pack Plastics, wire and your kiss The breath of eternity on your lips In the crowded marketplace
You are so unpredictable When I am not You are so irresistible That I can't stop You say my name And I start walking on heaven What flying saucers did
I've lost all the time that I have in this world I spent it unwisely. Unwisely I see And I can't get it back And I can't move forward I'm broken and
[Brady] Scared I'm gonna trip my fingers These fingers stuck in your third eye As I gotcha paralyzed your heart venture Bad tidings residing in liberal
n?aurai jamais volees Et meme malgre la tristesse Des grands regards qui me blessent Mains prises, je m?enfoncerai Dans le grand paradis des billes Au paradis
moto still, moto still Yeah, yeah, yeah Nice, nice, nice, nice Nice, nice, nice, good, aha You waited up a li'l bit for me Yeah, yeah, yeah Bedstuy Parade
Take me down to the paradise city Where the grass is green And the girls are pretty Take me home (Oh, won't you please take me home?) Take me down to
till the end Make way for the lemon parade Make way for my girl Make way for the lemon parade Make way for my girl Make way for the lemon parade Make