Strollin' in the park, watching winter turn to spring
Walkin' in the dark, seein' lovers do their thing, ooh
That's the time I feel like making love to you
That's the time I feel like making dreams come true, oh baby
Why are there so many
Songs about rainbows
And what's on the other side?
Rainbows are visions
But only illusions
And rainbows have nothing to hide
So we've been told and some choose to believe it
I know they're wrong wait and see
Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection
The lovers, the dreamers and me
The NFLPA website says the Bills don’t have a rep picked, but Harrison Phillips and Dion Dawkins are alternates.
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I want to tell you
My head is filled with things to say
When you're here
All those words, they seem to slip away
When I get near you
The games begin to drag me down
It's all right
I'll make you maybe next time around
The police in New York City
They chased a boy right through the park
And in a case of mistaken identity
The put a bullet through his heart
Heart breakers with your forty four
I want to tear your world apart
You heart breaker with your forty four
I want to tear your world apart
Mean Mister Mustard sleeps in the park
Shaves in the dark trying to save paper
Sleeps in a hole in the road
Saving up to buy some clothes
Keeps a ten-bob note up his nose
Such a mean old man
Such a mean old man
Me mind on fire - Me soul on fire - Feeling hot hot hot
Party people - All around me feeling hot hot hot
What to do - On a night like this
Music sweet - I can't resist
We need a party song - A fundamental jam
Slow down, you move too fast
You got to make the morning last
Just kicking down the cobblestones
Looking for fun and feeling groovy
Ba da-da da-da da-da, feeling groovy
I don’t intentionally watch them, but if I’m flipping through the channels and they’re on I get sucked in.
Goodfellas
Godfather I & II
Casino
Slap Shot
Mad Mad World
The Producers
The Dark Knight
Watchmen
The Sound of Music
Apocalypse Now
Go away, little girl. Go away, little girl.
I'm not supposed to be alone with you.
I know that your lips are sweet,
But our lips must never meet.
I belong to someone else, and I must be true.
Carefree highway
I've got to see you my old flame
Carefree highway
You've seen better days
The morning after blues
From my head down to my shoes
Carefree highway
Let me slip away, slip away on you