Frank Marzano
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I was sad and depressed. I was lost in loneliness. Had no fun. Had no friends, just a lot of time to spend. On my Friday nights I stayed at home watching bad TV, feeling sorry for myself despondently. Late at night, how I cried from this emptiness inside. When I slept, thought would weave into dreams of make-believe. In the morning my alarm clock rang, jolting me awake, and the day ahead was more than I could take. But all that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. Freed my heart up and made me who I am. Till I touched her I never gave a damn. But all that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. I was stuck on a course of repression and remorse. Had no ship. Had no crew, just a void to go into. All I needed was a storm to make the metaphor complete, 'cause my sorrow was enough to sink a fleet. Sam, I guess you've learned by now I have a crush on you. Let me get to you somehow. That's all I want to do. Ever since I've known you, babe, a change has taken place. Lonely nights are gone for good. They've been replaced. I met A Girl Named Sam. A Girl Named Sam. (instrumental) Look ahead from today. There is nothing in my way. I can't wait, hoping for what tomorrow has in store. Every smile that she gives me and a memory is made. This is something new but I am not afraid. But all that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. Freed my heart up and made me who I am. Till I touched her I never gave a damn. But all that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. All that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. Freed my heart up and made me who I am. Till I touched her I never gave a damn. But all that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam. All that changed when I met A Girl Named Sam.
Frank Marzano
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Every morning, my alarm clock's ringing, 'cause it's Time to get out of bed. I don't mind, 'cause it's a joy anticipating What the day has ahead. On the morning ride to work, I take a little Detour south as a rule, 'cause I know that every day, I'm sure to see you drop the kids off at school. Watching as you kiss them goodbye, Feeling things I cannot deny, I don't have the guts to reveal The passion that I feel. Hot Mama, you look so fine. I wanna tell you what's on my mind. You got something that Keeps me loving this Single mom of two, Hot Mama, you look so good. I really wish that you understood. I've been achin' that you Might make me your daddy. I know all about your crass ex-husband and the Rotten things that he did. Gave you loving and affection, so romantic, Till you gave him a kid. After work, instead of coming home he went in To the bar for a drink. After Baby # 2, the hurt continued, And you started to think. Things don't always have to be grim. You can do much better than him. Had all the abuse you could take. The time has come to break. (repeat chorus) Babe, I understand what's on your mind, But I'm not just feeding you a line. You got reservations and you Keep your feelings hid. Take a chance on someone Who will cherish you, And you'll be glad you did. (instrumental of chorus) If you let me get acquainted, you'll be getting Someone loyal and true. I will always put you first, now that you've told me All the things you've been through. After spending time with me, you won't remember What it's like on the skids. I'm a lover and a friend who'll stand beside you, And I'm patient with kids. Up to now, your heart has been sealed. Anything that's hurt can be healed. You deserve the best I can give, So let's think positive.
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Things get started early when the sunlight hits the windowsill on Bleecker Street. Unpretentious coffeeshops serve cappuccino piping hot on Bleecker Street. Grab the latest issue of the Village Voice. Late for work, you'll read it on the way. Everyone is heading out, or coming back, or hanging out on Bleecker Street. Taxicabs are honking horns. Another busy day is born on Bleecker Street. Older people stop and stare at Villagers with purple hair on Bleecker Street. Galleries, used record stores, and cheap antiques, restaurants with an offbeat clientele, young and old, they're all around. You're sure to see them up and down on Bleecker Street. I've been all around the nation, searching for a home where I belong. Somehow every place I went was wrong. Man in turban walks a dog while twentysomething tries to jog down Bleecker Street. Temperatures are on the rise. A hot dog vendor swings at flies on Bleecker Street. Now it's afternoon. The parks are filling up. Homeless man discreetly asks for change. Street musician plays a song, a soundtrack as things move along on Bleecker Street. (instrumental of two verses) Living here among the people, part of a community at last, no more wandering 'round like in the past. Nighttime brings a different crowd. The lights are on, the music's loud on Bleecker Street. Bars are full and clubs are packed. There's lines outside around the back on Bleecker Street. People come from down the block or far away. All the same they share a common link. Something draws them down to here. The reason is completely clear. It's Bleecker Street.
Frank Marzano
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I've watched you oh, so much still it's all the same. I look, but I can't touch. Who am I to blame. So I'm content to sigh, sitting back to let the weeks go by. Then I wonder why should I even try? Each time you're near I feel a shiver down my spine. I try to speak but words are hard for me to find. Tongue-tied and stammering, shyness gets the best of me again. It's like we never met. Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get. It's hard to talk when we're surrounded by your friends. If we were by ourselves my modesty would end. I'll wait until the day I can tell you all I have to say. It hasn't happened yet. Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get. If it was just a case of nerves, I'd give you all that you deserve, and tell you what you mean to me. But something happens when you're here. The words inside me disappear. I think of all the things I might have said, 'cause you're so hard to get. (instrumental of chorus) Sometimes a smile from you is everything I need. I hear you laugh and my contentment's guaranteed. And if you understood, I'd overcome my bashfulness for good. Then I would be set. Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get. Hard to Get Don't play Hard to Get.
Frank Marzano
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A small town in north Pennsylvania, State Street and Main intersect. Here in the bar on the corner, Men come to drink and reflect. Some yearn for lost opportunities, Others for romance gone wrong. I've never known any love but my own, So instead, I'm composing this song. Her eyes shone like turquoise in August. Her blond hair was flaxen and full. Her smile was a beacon which told me With her, life would never be dull. She lost no time making her presence known. She spoke with assurance and grace. She said I was cute in my blue business suit, Then she bought me a drink at this place In those days the locals in town called it Ladies Night, With drink specials, pool, and hors d'oeuvres, Where each woman shines like a flash of light And gets the respect she deserves. We found that we had much in common. We both liked to play darts and dance, And as we got better acquainted, I knew that I might have a chance. The signals she gave me were plain to see. We flirted till night turned to day. I gave her my number, then went home to slumber. She said she would call me that day. In those days the locals in town called it Ladies Night, When females would drink here for free. They circle around like a satellite, And one might take interest in me. I waited with great expectation. I knew in my heart she would call. As afternoon turned into evening, I asked myself why she would stall. But there on the table, I chanced to see The phone bill I still hadn't paid. The line didn't work. She must think I'm a jerk Who deceived her and then ran away. And so I've returned several times since that Ladies Night To hope I might see her again. She hasn't come back, but someday she might. I'll wait with impatience till then. Yes, the locals, they still call it Ladies Night, With drink specials, pool, and hors d'oeuvres, Where each woman shines like a flash of light And gets the respect she deserves.
Frank Marzano
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Let's Get Married in Vegas. Darling, what do you say? Let's Get Married in Vegas. Baby, let's do it today. Put this ring on your finger. Take those sacred vows. Let's get married in Vegas. Sugar, let's do it now. I know a good thing when it comes, and, sweetie, you know that it's true. I'd be an idiot to let you go, and so I promise to you that once your finger wears that ring, I will give you everything when you say those magic words "I do". Let's Get Married in Vegas. Darling, what do you say? Let's Get Married in Vegas. Baby, let's do it today. Put this ring on your finger. Take those sacred vows. Let's get married in Vegas. Sugar, let's do it now. I've been thinking for a long, long time, and, honey, I know that it's right. You mean more to me every day, and so I promise tonight that I will love and cherish you. Rain or shine, I'll see you through. Join me on the next Las Vegas flight. I've got a house in Malibu. (Won't you marry me?) Got a sports car that's brand new. (Won't you marry me?) Oh… I'm telling you. (Won't you marry me?) If you do, I can show you a lifestyle otherwise you'd never know. Take a chance on a storybook romance. Once you've had the very best, there won't be a need to try the rest when my love's put to the test. I may not be fit and trim. (Won't you marry me?) Don't work out at fancy gym. (Won't you marry me?) Oh… don't go with him. (Won't you marry me?) Even though that you know I'm not perfect but I'll volunteer to grow. Give me time, and your view of me will climb. I will travel far and wide to show I'm worthy to be by your side. It's a feeling I can't hide.
Frank Marzano
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Each time I see your face, Nervousness comes over me. I feel so out of place, Yearning for you hopelessly. That's why Tension is high, Awkward and shy, Feelings which I can't justify. I look at you and then Back in Junior High Again. I'm usually quite relaxed. Dating comes so easily, But then my armor cracks, Showing my dependency, So wrong. Wish I was strong. Then I'd belong. There'd be no point to sing this song. My trip through time would end. Back in Junior High Again. Stare at my feet with nothing to say. That's okay. Wondering inside how I can convey All that's on my mind someday. (instrumental of verse) And every day I wait Adds to my uncertainty, But still I hesitate, Fearing what your choice will be. If you Secretly knew, What would you do? Because I just don't have a clue How long I have to spend Back in Junior High Again. That's what you do to men, Back in Junior High Again.
Frank Marzano
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Clouds are in the sky. Birds above are flying southward. Late September, autumn's here. It's happening To Both of Us. Kids are back at school. Days are shorter, cool and windy. Leaves are falling, golden brown. It's happening To Both of Us. Here everyday, And with you gone away, It's not easy. Visitations were planned, But our love couldn't span The seas. Signals of despair. Has our brief affair gone stagnant? Letters few and far between, It's happening To Both of Us. (instrumental of two verses) Tumbling in doubt. Is the time running out on our future? Have we misunderstood? Is it over for good? Could be. Done for you and me. Shouldn't there be weeping someplace? Neither one can feel a thing. It's happening To Both of Us.
Frank Marzano
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One summer night, you arrived at my front door To take me out, 'cause I just turned thirty-four. We had a bit too much to drink from several pitchers full of foam, But you got behind the wheel to take me home. The sky was dark, and the road was not too clear. You swerved away to avoid a passing deer. The car behind us was a cop. You didn't have an alibi. You were driving on your second DUI. Making Up for Lost Time Since you went away. Paid the price for your crime. Now you're here to stay. Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone. Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home." They had your trial on a cloudy afternoon. One last embrace, then they led you from the room. I got to see you once a week, for nowhere nearly long enough, But to make you feel at ease, I acted tough. Making Up for Lost Time Since you went away. Paid the price for your crime. Now you're here to stay. Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone. Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home." When they took you far from me, I thought our love was through. Then there was a star to see, To shine its light and help me wait for you. (instrumental) One second more, and we'll get these papers signed. Then out the door, and we'll put the past behind. You had it rough, or so I gathered from your letters as I read, But a new tomorrow beckons us ahead. Making Up for Lost Time Since you went away. Paid the price for your crime. Now you're here to stay. Well, they put you in a jail like Al Capone. Now it's time to wish you, "Welcome home." Making Up for Lost Time, under lock and key. Making Up for Lost Time. Now you're finally free. So let's shut the door and disconnect the phone, finished with the loneliness we've known. Baby, let me wish you, "Welcome home".
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Let me tell a story sad but true of a boy and girl whose love was new. Rosy colored glances gently grew but turned into a midnight blue. She could add, subtract, and multiply, do complex arithmetic in i, calculate the decimal of . But who knows why she said goodbye? Our love was circular at best, a mass that never came to rest. As x increased, y stayed the same. But if the proof could not be done, the argument would not be won. The answer's wrong, but who's to blame? Algebra for her was just a chore. Linear equations were a bore. Calculus and trig were nothing more than windows for an open door. (instrumental of verse) Her beauty knew no upper bound. No imperfections could be found. When she was near, I felt complete. A golden ratio of hearts was doomed to failure from the start. Skew lines as ours could never meet. By this time, the story has been told. Feelings once intense have long grown cold. No more passion like the days of old. We lost our hold on dreams of gold. The tale's been told… Our love's grown cold…
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We met at Gillian's party, on last year's New Year's Eve. You caught my eye as I was just about to leave. We talked of several things, and night turned into day. You smiled and said that we might meet again someday. I sent a Valentine, but you gave nothing back. Red hearts were everywhere, but mine was painted black. I spent St. Patrick's Day alone with my green beer hoping that Easter Sunday would bring you closer here. Next time I saw you was the fourth day of July. You looked great as fireworks lit the sky. Labor Day and Halloween had left me feeling blue. Home alone Thanksgiving, I was still hung up on you. Now Christmas Day's approaching. The cheer's about to start. Detours and small potatoes have kept us far apart. You sit across from me, and ask what you can do. Just say the word and make My Christmas Wish come true.
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Many guys will spend a whole lifetime looking for the perfect girl, but you had it all. You had her right by your side. She was nice, intelligent, attractive, everything a man could want, but when you weren't there, she laid her head down and cried. Leaving her at home by herself, you'd go out and have your fun. Nowadays the tables are turned. You're the lonely one. She's at the Beach (kicking back and getting a suntan). She's at the Beach (running barefoot in the hot beach sand). She's at the Beach (drinking beer and listening to rock bands). Things you'd not allow. She's at the Beach (giving guys her telephone number). She's out of reach (far away, enjoying the summer). This ought to teach (you to be a little more humbler). Look who's laughing now. She's at the Beach. She would do whatever you wanted, treated you like a king, anything you asked. No sacrifice was too great. Looking back at all of those memories, you must want to kick yourself. No use saying you're sorry when it's too late. Had the perfect woman at home. Somehow you weren't satisfied. Now she's gone and you're alone. Your turn now to cry. (repeat chorus) Girlfriends like the one you had are few and far between. When you're lonely, feeling sad, you'll find out what I mean. She's at the Beach. (instrumental of chorus) She and I've been seeing each other since she broke it off with you, sharing a life, discovering how we feel. Every smile she tenderly gives me tells me I'm a man in love. Time is a friend. A delicate heart can heal. Morning, afternoon and night, celebrating joyously. When it's time to turn out the light, she'll be here with me. (repeat chorus)
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If Practice Made Perfect, you'd think I'd have learned the ropes by now. If Practice Made Perfect, you'd think I'd have got it right somehow. The longer I'm at it, the more the mistakes, the worse it seems. Does practice make perfect? Or just in my dreams? The first time I saw you, I knew that I had to make you mine. I turned on the polish, but left all my character behind. If I could start over, right at the beginning, you would see that practice makes perfect, and you'd be with me. You'd think with rehearsal, you'd think that with time, you'd think that with rhythm and with rhyme, the doubt would be answered. An expert romancer would succeed. In matters of loving, experience means nothing, and only beginners truly see that practice won't make perfect (practice won't make perfect) even if you work eternally. (instrumental of verse) So now I start over, and, God help me, here I go again. I may be successful, or else disappointed just like then. I don't know the outcome, or what my tomorrow has in store, but since I'm not perfect, I'll practice some more.
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Five days a week, Abbey takes the train Down to the city. It’s such a pain, Always 9 to 5, except for weekends. Friday at work when the clock strikes 4, Looks at her watch, in an hour more, She’ll be heading home to start the weekend. Wakes up early and gets home late. Phone calls and letters don’t compensate. Boyfriend far away, it’s hardly worth it. Friday night he comes back from school, Next day sunbathing by the pool. Sunday sees him off, she’s back alone. She loves the weekend. She loves the weekend. Tom lifts packages all week long. Strains his back, though he’s large and strong. Always he’s exhausted by the weekend. Sweat starts dripping from every pore. Each day worse than the one before. Friday, 5 o’clock, he starts the weekend. Lays outside in a summer breeze, Plays with daughters he never sees, One more on the way, he’s their provider. Loves his children and pregnant wife, Works to give them a better life, Monday he’s refreshed, it’s back to work. He loves the weekend. He loves the weekend. We love the weekend. We love the weekend. We love it! The time we have for free can go by way too fast. It's up to you and me to make these moments last. I’m just a teacher who wrote this song After a class that went oh, so wrong, Hoping I would make it to the weekend. Some days are miserable, some go great. Sometimes you deal with folks you hate. Just like you, I’m waiting for the weekend. Let’s get together at Justin’s bar, There, ‘round the corner, it’s not that far. Challenge Harry to a game of billiards. Abbey’s invited and Tom is, too. Told them that I would be bringing you. Now we can relax and let off steam.
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(instrumental - "Neurotica") Dear Matthew, let me tuck you in goodnight. Here's your blanket. Sleep until the morning light. By tomorrow, I'll be gone and out of sight. It's sad, but true. Me and Mommy tried so hard to work things out. When we argued, we could only scream and shout. Now it's over, nothing left to talk about except for you. Don't blame yourself, dear. It's not your fault. Me and Mommy love you, but not each other anymore. Listen, Matthew. Let me hold your tiny hand. Before you know it, you'll have grown into a man. Until then, dear, do your best to understand the things I say. Love your mother, after all I put her through. Be a good boy. When she criticizes you, don't be angry. When she tells you what to do you must obey. So dream of sunshine, and joyful things. Children should be happy. Trouble is for grown-ups. (instrumental) Darling Matthew, little angel I adore, Daddy's leaving. He won't live here anymore. Can you cope with what the future has in store? I think you can. I'm leaving, Matthew, sleeping in a gentle bliss. Keep your eyes closed. Let me give you one last kiss. This is it, now. Maybe you'll make sense of this when you're a man. When you're a man. (instrumental)

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