Baby's Dreams (second version)
WHAT doth the Moon, so lily white,
Busily weave this summer night?
'Silver ropes and diamond strands
For Baby's pink and dimpled hands;
Cords for her rosy palms to hold
While she floats, she flies,
To Dreamland, set with its shores of gold,
With its buds like stars shaken out of the skies,
Where the trees have tongues and the flowers have lips
To coax, to kiss
The velvet cheek of the Babe who slips
Thro' the Dream-gate up to a land like this.'
What is the mild Sea whispering clear
In the rosy shell of Baby's ear?
See! she laughs in her dimpled sleep.
What does she hear from the shining deep?
'Thy father comes a-sailing, a-sailing, a-sailing,
Safely comes a-sailing from islands fair and far.
O Baby, bid thy mother cease her tears and bitter
wailing:
The sailor's wife's his only port, his babe his beacon
star!'
Softly the Wind doth blow;
What say its murmurs low?
What doth it bring
On the wide, soft plume of its dewy wing?
'Only scented blisses
Of innocent, sweet kisses
For such a cheek as this is,
Of Baby in her nest,
From all the dreaming flowers,
A-nodding in their bowers,
Or bright on leafy towers,
Where the fairy monarchs rest.
But chiefly I bring,
On my fresh, sweet mouth,
Her father's kiss,
As he sails from the south.
He hitherward blew it at break of day;
I lay it, Babe, on thy tender lip;
I'll steal another and hie away,
And kiss it to him on his wave-rocked ship.
'I saw a fairy twine,
Of star-white jessamine,
A dainty seat, shaped like an airy swing,
With two round yellow stars
Against the misty bars
Of night; she nailed it high
In the pansy-purple sky,
With four taps of her little rainbow wing.
To and fro
That swing I'll blow.
'The baby moon in the amethyst sky
Will laugh at us as we float and fly,
And stretch her silver arms and try
To catch the earth-babe swinging by.'
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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Baby's Dreams
I SAW a fairy twine,
Of star-white jessamine,
A dainty seat, shaped like an airy swing,
With two round yellow stars
Against the misty bars
Of night; she nailed it high
In the pansy-purple sky,
With four taps of her little rainbow wing.
To and fro
That swing I'll blow.
The baby moon in the amethyst sky
Will laugh at us as we float and fly,
And stretch her silver arms and try
To catch the earth-babe swinging by
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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A Rocking Hymn
Sweet baby, sleep! what ails my dear,
What ails my darling thus to cry?
Be still, my child, and lend thine ear
To hear me sing thy lullaby.
My pretty lamb, forbear to weep;
Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep.
Thou blessed soul, what canst thou fear?
What thing to thee can mischief do?
Thy God is now thy father dear,
His holy Spouse, thy mother too.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
Though thy conception was in sin,
A sacred bathing thou hast had;
And, though thy birth unclean hath been,
A blameless babe thou now art made.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my dear; sweet baby, sleep,
While thus thy lullaby I sing,
For thee great blessings ripening be;
Thine eldest brother is a King,
And hath a kingdom bought for thee.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
Sweet baby, sleep and nothing fear,
For whosoever thee offends,
By thy protector threat'ned are,
And God and angels are thy friends.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
When God with us was dwelling here,
In little babes he took delight;
Such innocents as thou, my dear,
Are ever precious in His sight.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
A little infant once was He,
And, strength in weakness, then was laid
Upon His virgin-mother's knee,
That power to thee might be conveyed.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
In this, thy frailty and thy need,
He friends and helpers doth prepare,
Which thee shall cherish, clothe and feed;
For of thy weal they tender are.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
The King of kings, when he was born,
Had not so much for outward ease;
By Him such dressings were not worn,
Nor such like swaddling-clothes as these.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
Within a manger lodged thy Lord
Where oxen lay and asses fed;
Warm rooms we do to thee afford,
An easy cradle or a bed.
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
The wants that He did then sustain
Have purchased wealth, my babe, for thee;
And by His torments and His pain
Thy rest and ease securèd be.
My baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
Thou hast (yet more) to perfect this,
A promise and an earnest got
Of gaining everlasting bliss,
Though thou, my babe, perceiv'st it not;
Sweet baby, then forbear to weep;
Be still, my babe; sweet baby, sleep.
poem by George Wither
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At Least We Tried (feat. Freedom Bremner)
oh my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, just say goodbye
oh now baby, don't cry
oh my babe, at least we tried
at least we tried to make it
but in these days I'm so confused
oh my love, at least we had it
let me hold on to you
oh my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, just say goodbye
oh now baby, don't cry
oh my babe, at least we tried
at least we tried but we lost it
i will remember
how you stood there and you smiling
and you smile there with me
oh my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, just say goodbye
oh now baby, don't cry
oh my babe, at least we tried
oh my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, just say goodbye, say goodbye
oh now baby, don't cry
oh my babe, at least we tried, ohh
oh my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, just say goodbye
goodbye my baby, don't cry
oh my babe, at least we tried, whoa
song performed by by Moby
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The Mother
I
IT was April, blossoming spring,
They buried me, when the birds did sing;
Earth, in clammy wedging earth,
They banked my bed with a black, damp girth.
Under the damp and under the mould,
I kenned my breasts were clammy and cold.
Out from the red beams, slanting and bright,
I kenned my cheeks were sunken and white.
I was a dream, and the world was a dream,
And yet I kenned all things that seem.
I was a dream, and the world was a dream,
But you cannot bury a red sunbeam.
For though in the under-grave's doom-night
I lay all silent and stark and white,
Yet over my head I seemed to know
The murmurous moods of wind and snow,
The snows that wasted, the winds that blew,
The rays that slanted, the clouds that drew
The water-ghosts up from lakes below,
And the little flower-souls in earth that grow.
Under earth, in the grave's stark night,
I felt the stars and the moon's pale light.
I felt the winds of ocean and land
That whispered the blossoms soft and bland.
Though they had buried me dark and low,
My soul with the season's seemed to grow.
II
From throes of pain they buried me low,
For death had finished a mother's woe.
But under the sod, in the grave's dread doom,
I dreamed of my baby in glimmer and gloom.
I dreamed of my babe, and I kenned that his rest
Was broken in wailings on my dead breast.
I dreamed that a rose-leaf hand did cling;
Oh, you cannot bury a mother in spring!
When the winds are soft and the blossoms are red
She could not sleep in her cold earth-bed.
I dreamed of my babe for a day and a night,
And then I rose in my grave-clothes white.
I rose like a flower from my damp earth-bed
To the world of sorrowing overhead.
Men would have called me a thing of harm,
But dreams of my babe made me rosy and warm.
I felt my breasts swell under my shroud;
No star shone white, no winds were loud;
But I stole me past the graveyard wall,
For the voice of my baby seemed to call;
And I kenned me a voice, though my lips were dumb:
Hush, baby, hush! for mother is come.
I passed the streets to my husband's home;
The chamber stairs in a dream I clomb;
I heard the sound of each sleeper's breath,
Light waves that break on the shores of death.
I listened a space at my chamber door,
Then stole like a moon-ray over its floor.
My babe was asleep on a stranger's arm,
'O baby, my baby, the grave is so warm,
'Though dark and so deep, for mother is there!
O come with me from the pain and care!
'O come with me from the anguish of earth,
Where the bed is banked with a blossoming girth,
'Where the pillow is soft and the rest is long,
And mother will croon you a slumber-song–
'A slumber-song that will charm your eyes
To a sleep that never in earth-song lies!
'The loves of earth your being can spare,
But never the grave, for mother is there.'
I nestled him soft to my throbbing breast,
And stole me back to my long, long rest.
And here I lie with him under the stars,
Dead to earth, its peace and its wars;
Dead to its hates, its hopes, and its harms,
So long as he cradles up soft in my arms.
And heaven may open its shimmering doors,
And saints make music on pearly floors,
And hell may yawn to its infinite sea,
But they never can take my baby from me.
For so much a part of my soul he hath grown
That God doth know of it high on His throne.
And here I lie with him under the flowers
That sun-winds rock through the billowy hours,
With the night-airs that steal from the murmuring sea,
Bringing sweet peace to my baby and me.
poem by William Wilfred Campbell
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Kiss You All Over
(michael chapman/nicholas chinn)
When you get home babe, gonna light your fire
All day Ive been thinking about you babe your my one desire
Gonna wrap my arms around you and hold you next to me
Oh, baby wanna taste your lips I wanna be your fantasy
Yeah
I dont know what Id do without you babe dont know where Id be
Your not just another lover no youre everything to me
Every time Im with you baby cant believe its true
When your laying in my arms and you do the things you do
You can see it in my eyes I can feel it in your touch
You dont have to say a thing just let me show how much
Love you
Need you
Yeah babe
I wanna kiss you all over, all over again
I wanna kiss you all over
Till the night closes in, till the night closes in
Stay with me, lay with me, holding me, loving me baby
Here with me, near with me, feeling you close to me baby
So show me, show me everything you do
Cause baby no one does it quite like you
Love you
Need you
Yeah babe
I wanna kiss you all over, all over again
I wanna kiss you all over
Till the night closes in
Till the night closes in
Till the night closes in
Repeat
song performed by by Tiffany
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Settle Down
Album: Eternal (2001)
[Chorus]
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down with me, babe
Settle down
Would you like a house on the hill
Overlooking the ocean side
Tell me, would you like that baby
Or how about a high-rise apartment
In Manhattan on the east side
If that's what you need
I'm here to please
Won't you settle down with me, baby
[Chorus]
We could take a jet plane all the way to Spain
Just to buy you a wedding ring
Tell me, would you like that baby
Oh, talk to me girl
We could get married on Christmas day
On the shores of Montego Bay
If that's what you need
I'm here to please
Won't you settle down with me
If you're ready
Only if you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
Tell me if you're ready, ready yeah
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down, settle down
Settle down
I'm not trying to buy your love
Money ain't in it
You can't put a rpice on love
Tell me if I'm worthy of
Worthy of you're hand
Girl let's start making plans
You're shining like a star above
You're the light of my life
Oh girl, be my wife
Settle down baby
Oh but first
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down babe
I wanna know if you're ready, tell me baby
To settle down with me babe
Do you think you're ready
To settle down, settle down with me babe
Settle down babe
Settle down
Ooh
oh, whoa
Oooh
No no no no no no no
Yeah yes
Oh settle down babe
Settle down
You tell me when you're ready
(I'm ready, I'm ready)
Do you think you're ready
(I, yes I am baby)
Please tell me
(You already know)
When you're ready
(Yes I'm ready)
Then We can settle down
(Settle down babe)
Settle down
(I'm ready)
I wanna know if you're ready
Oh wee, oh it feels like you're ready babe
I can tell if you're ready
We need to settle down babe
Settle down
song performed by by Isley Brothers
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I'm Not Your Baby (Sky Splitter Dub)
It's a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isn't that difficult
In the city you're invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
I'm not your mother, you're not my man
I'm not your baby
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not ill
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Let's hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colour's all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
It's heavy as a shopping bag
It's full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Don't want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didn't drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Don't know what got into me
Daylight's a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So you're not white, you're pink and rosy
You could be right, but you're way above me
Me, I'm in recovery
A star of pornography
I'm a tourist, there's a lot to see
You don't like the photographs of me
So you've got a lot to say
You don't sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You don't believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Don't treat me like I'm a trick
I won't treat you like you're a prick
Don't need no doctor, I'm not sick
I'm not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
I'm not your baby...please
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
I'm not your baby
song performed by by U2
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Mother's Loss
If I could clasp my little babe
Upon my breast to-night,
I would not mind the blowing wind
That shrieketh in affright.
Oh, my lost babe! my little babe,
My babe with dreamful eyes;
Thy bed is cold; and night wind bold
Shrieks woeful lullabies.
My breast is softer than the sod;
This room, with lighter hearth,
Is better place for thy sweet face
Than frozen mother eatrth.
Oh, my babe! oh, my lost babe!
Oh, babe with waxen hands,
I want thee so, I need thee so -
Come from thy mystic lands!
No love that, like a mother's fills
Each corner of the heart;
No loss like hers, that rends, and chills,
And tears the soul apart.
Oh, babe - my babe, my helpless babe!
I miss thy little form.
Would I might creep where thou dost sleep,
And clasp thee through the storm.
I hold thy pillow to my breast,
To bring a vague relief;
I sing the songs that soothed thy rest -
Ah me! no cheating grief.
My breathing babe! my sobbing babe!
I miss thy plaintive moan,
I cannot hear - thou art not near -
My little one, my own.
Thy father sleeps. He mourns thy loss,
But little fathers know
The pain that makes a mother toss
Through sleepless nights of woe.
My clinging babe! my nursing babe!
What knows thy father - man -
How my breasts miss thy lips' soft kiss -
None but a mother can.
Worn out, I sleep; I wake - I weep -
I sleep - hush, hush, my dear;
Sweet lamb, fear not - Oh, God! I thought -
I thought my babe was here.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Sailing
Maybe tomorrow with the wind on my side
I will sail across the ocean
To the island of white, the sea is pink
Only one star in sight
Thats where Ill be going
Because Im searching for the light
There goes my mind again
It just cant stop its wondering around
Cause it wants to know everything that is going on
Sailing across the ocean
Sailing across the sea of time
Could be Id find promotion
Maybe I can be what my teacher was to me
He was a man giving the truth to me
Let me see for myself whats going on
Maybe soon I will see the great horizon
The velvet sails of my ship in the night
Give away the colors of the faces delight
Land ho was the cry of the day
As I turned to face the captain
When I heard a voice say
There goes my mind again
It just cant stop this wondering around
Cause he wants to know everything thats going on
Sailing across the ocean
Sailing across the sea of time
Sailing across the ocean
Sailing across the sea of time
Sailing across the ocean
Sailing across the sea of time
song performed by by Rick Springfield
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Said the West Wind
1 I love old earth! Why should I lift my wings,
2 My misty wings, so high above her breast
3 That flowers would shake no perfumes from their hearts,
4 And waters breathe no whispers to the shores?
5 I love deep places builded high with woods,
6 Deep, dusk, fern-closed, and starred with nodding blooms,
7 Close watched by hills, green, garlanded and tall.
8 On hazy wings, all shot with mellow gold,
9 I float, I float thro' shadows clear as glass;
10 With perfumed feet I wander o'er the seas,
11 And touch white sails with gentle finger-tips;
12 I blow the faithless butterfly against
13 The rose-red thorn, and thus avenge the rose;
14 I whisper low amid the solemn boughs,
15 And stir a leaf where not my loudest sigh
16 Could move the emerald branches from their calm,--
17 Leaves, leaves, I love ye much, for ye and I
18 Do make sweet music over all the earth!
19 I dream by glassy ponds, and, lingering, kiss
20 The gold crowns of their lilies one by one,
21 As mothers kiss their babes who be asleep
22 On the clear gilding of their infant heads,
23 Lest if they kissed the dimple on the chin,
24 The rose flecks on the cheek or dewy lips,
25 The calm of sleep might feel the touch of love,
26 And so be lost. I steal before the rain,
27 The longed-for guest of summer; as his fringe
28 Of mist drifts slowly from the mountain peaks,
29 The flowers dance to my fairy pipe and fling
30 Rich odours on my wings, and voices cry,
31 'The dear West Wind is damp, and rich with scent;
32 We shall have fruits and yellow sheaves for this.'
33 At night I play amidst the silver mists,
34 And chase them on soft feet until they climb
35 And dance their gilded plumes against the stars;
36 At dawn the last round primrose star I hide
37 By wafting o'er her some small fleck of cloud,
38 And ere it passes comes the broad, bold Sun
39 And blots her from the azure of the sky,
40 As later, toward his noon, he blots a drop
41 Of pollen-gilded dew from violet cup
42 Set bluely in the mosses of the wood.
poem by Isabella Valancy Crawford
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A Lullaby
The stars are twinkling in the skies,
The earth is lost in slumbers deep;
So hush, my sweet, and close thine eyes,
And let me lull thy soul to sleep.
Compose thy dimpled hands to rest,
And like a little birdling lie
Secure within thy cozy nest
Upon my loving mother breast,
And slumber to my lullaby,
So hushaby--O hushaby.
The moon is singing to a star
The little song I sing to you;
The father sun has strayed afar,
As baby's sire is straying too.
And so the loving mother moon
Sings to the little star on high;
And as she sings, her gentle tune
Is borne to me, and thus I croon
For thee, my sweet, that lullaby
Of hushaby--O hushaby.
There is a little one asleep
That does not hear his mother's song;
But angel watchers--as I weep--
Surround his grave the night-tide long.
And as I sing, my sweet, to you,
Oh, would the lullaby I sing--
The same sweet lullaby he knew
While slumb'ring on this bosom too--
Were borne to him on angel's wing!
So hushaby--O hushaby.
poem by Eugene Field
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Sweet And Low
Sweet and low, sweet and low,
Wind of the western sea,
Low, low, breathe and blow,
Wind of the western sea!
Over the rolling waters go,
Come from the dying moon, and blow,
Blow him again to me;
While my little one, while my pretty one, sleeps.
Sleep and rest, sleep and rest,
Father will come to thee soon;
Rest, rest, on mother's breast,
Father will come to thee soon;
Father will come to his babe in the best,
Silver sails all out of the west,
Under the silver moon:
Sleep, my little one, sleep, my pretty one, sleep.
poem by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Do The Oz
As recorded by the elastic oz band
Do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe,
Do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe,
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe.
Put your left hand in,
Your right hand out.
Do the oz, babe,
Dance all about.
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe,
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe,
Do the oz,
Do the oz, babe.
Pull your right leg up,
Your left leg down.
Do the oz, babe,
Get it all around.
Do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do it, do it do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do the oz,
Do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do it,
Do the oz.
Pull your left wing in,
And put your right wing out.
Do the oz, baby,
Spread it all about, ow!
Do the oz.
Uh, uh.
Ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo,
Ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo,
Ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo - ddo
Now, now, now, now, now, now, now,
Do it, do it, do it, do it, do it,
Do it, do it, do it.
Well, do the oz,
Yeah, do the oz,
Yeah, do the oz, oz, baby,
Well, do the oz, oz, baby,
Well, do the oz, oz, baby,
Well, do the oz, now, baby,
Do it!!
song performed by by Yoko Ono
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Soul Standing By
Oo, babe.
Oh moon light, cool angel, be on us tonight.
Oh baby, pretty baby, Im wild for you alright.
You want sunlight, you get moonlight.
Splendor in the past.
Kiss of lip, oh baby, conceive a passion,
Oo, born to us tonight, oh.
Hold me tight, babe, treat me right, babe,
So deep and hot tonight, yeah.
Oh baby, pretty baby, Ill make it last all night.
Soul standing by.
Im gonna be there anytime.
Im gonna be there if you cry.
Anytime, any way, any how, right now!
Are you ridin high? well, Im ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by.
Oh, Im ridin high, well, Im ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by,
Soul standin by, yeah Ill never die. guitar!
Yeah baby, she said.
Oo baby, oo love me, come on and love me, yes,
Invade me.
Row your boat, baby, through my water, oo, out
Into my light, oh.
Hold me, sunlight; come on me, moonlight,
So deep and so wide.
Seek you here, baby,
Be-ah-uh baby, in my arms all night.
Soul standing by.
Yes, Ill be there anytime.
Yes, Ill be there if you cry.
Anywhere, any how, anytime, right now!
Are you ridin high? well, Im ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by.
Oh, Im ridin high, well, Im ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by.
Oo, Im ridin high, well, Im ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by.
Yeah, ridin high.
Soul standin by, soul standin by,
Soul standin by. ow! Ill never die.
Soul standin by, oh yeah.
Soul standin by, no tears you cry.
Oo yeah, oh yeah.
Oo oo oo oo baby, oo, love me,
Oo baby, oh inside me.
Come on, come on baby, come on love me,
We splendor in the night.
song performed by by Billy Idol
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Baby Talk
All around the world
I said listen, listen what I say now
For every boy and girl
Wanna hear some happy baby talk
Everything is mine
And mine, mine because I choose you
I lose it everytime
Just to hear some of your baby talk
Ride, ride, dont stop
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
Now your baby talk, baby talk
Everything is mine
And mine, mine because I choose you
I lose it everytime
Just to hear some of your baby talk
Rosys on my chest
I got suzy, suzys on my arm now
Ride all around the world
Searching for some happy baby talk
Red hot, dont stop
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
Now your baby talk, baby talk
(got a feeling on my mind)
What do you wanna hear
What do we wanna hear
What do you wanna
What do we wanna
What do we wanna hear
Ride, ride, dont stop
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
All your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
Now your baby talk
Babe, baby, babe, baby, baby, baby
Now your baby talk
Ride, ride, dont stop
The punk rock, red hot
Dont stop, the blood rock
The hard rock, the hot love yeah
The hot love, dont stop
Dont stop
Dont stop yeah dont stop
song performed by by Billy Idol
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I Got You Babe
Her: they say were young and we dont know we wont find out until we grow
Him: well I dont know if all thats true cause you got me, and baby I got you
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Him: babe
Both: I got you babe I got you babe
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Her: they say our love wont pay the rent before its earned, our moneys all been spent
Him: I guess thats so, we dont have a pot but at least Im sure of all the things we got
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Him: babe
Both: I got you babe I got you babe
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Him: I got flowers in the spring I got you to wear my ring
Her: and when Im sad, youre a clown and if I get scared, youre always around
Her: so let them say your hairs too long cause I dont care, with you I cant go wrong
Him: then put your little hand in mine there aint no hill or mountain we cant climb
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Him: babe
Both: I got you babe I got you babe
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Him: I got you to hold my hand
Her: I got you to understand
Him: I got you to walk with me
Her: I got you to talk with me
Him: igot you to kiss goodnight
Her: I got you to hold me tight
Him: I got you, I wont let go
Her: I got you to love me so
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Both: I got you babe I got you babe I got you babe I got you babe I got you babe
.
song performed by by Cher
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A Love For You
When you met me, oh oh, everything was rosy, ah ah
If you let me, oh oh, everything must surely work out fine
If you go, oh oh, everything's that's rosy turns to pieces
You know, oh oh, everything will go under, believe me
Where will I run to? Where would I hide?
If you ever leave me by my side
Where will I run to? What would I do?
I really am, I really can, I really do, I really have a love for you
Now, if you get me, oh oh, that could save us all some conversation
Don't upset me, oh oh, everything is cosy here tonight
If I move, oh oh, you'd be standing by, it would make a difference
Is it true, oh oh, are you coming through, or were you just leaving?
Where will I run to? Where would I hide?
If you ever leave me by my side
Where will I run to? Baby, where would I hide?
I really am, I really would, I really am, I really have a love for you
Yes, I do (yes, I do)
Oh, yeah yeah yeah (oh oh, oh oh)
(Oh oh, oh oh)
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, babe, babe, babe, babe (oh oh, oh oh)
Oh yeah, would you ever leave me? (Oh oh)
Yeah, where will I run to? Where would I hide?
If you ever leave me by my side
Where will I run to? Baby, baby, what will I do?
I really am, I really would, I really am, I really have a love for you
Yes, I do
When you met me, oh oh, everything was rosy
If you let me, oh oh, everything must surely work out fine
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
(oh oh)
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh yeah (oh oh)
Where will I run to? Where would I hide?
If you ever leave me by my side
Where will I run to? Baby, baby, what will I do?
I really am, I really can, I really do, I really have a love for you
-acapo
song performed by by Paul McCartney
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Im Not Your Baby
Its a beautiful day today
Everything is going my way
Even the words are doing what I say
Oh babe...got to get away
To be impossible
Isnt that difficult
In the city youre invisible
When you come from a small town
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
A tourist in a traffic jam
Baby sham and handy cam
Im not your mother, youre not my man
Im not your baby
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not ill
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Cut out the poetry
Lets hit the main artery
No time for a tourniquet
Let the colours all run out of me
You brought me all kinds of goods
Now my heart is so full up it hurts
Its heavy as a shopping bag
Its full of things I should give back
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Dont want you to cover me
Smother me or mother me
I like to feel this incomplete
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Not dizzy, just busy
Didnt drink nothing fizzy
No pills to feel easy
Dont know what got into me
Daylights a kind of robbery
The night is your geography
So youre not white, youre pink and rosy
You could be right, but youre way above me
Me, Im in recovery
A star of pornography
Im a tourist, theres a lot to see
You dont like the photographs of me
So youve got a lot to say
You dont sleep around, but sometimes you stray
You dont believe, often times you pray
For something, what is it babe
Dont treat me like Im a trick
I wont treat you like youre a prick
Dont need no doctor, Im not sick
Im not your baby
Everything is all right
Everything is all right
Im not your baby...please
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
Im not your baby
song performed by by U2
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Lullaby
DAY has fled to the west afar,
Where no shadows or sorrows are;
O'er earth's radiant western rim
God has gathered the day to him.
Hush! the river of night is here,
Flowing silently, cool and clear,
With its mystical thoughts that throng
And its silences deep as song.
Babe of my bosom, sleep;
Tender, sweet blossom, sleep!
Hearts may ache
While the long hours go creeping;
Hearts may break
While my baby is sleeping;
Never wake,
Though thy mother is weeping;
Babe of my bosom, sleep!
Sleep! the silence is all around,
Save the sighings that are not sound,
Where the wind in the branches weaves
Mystic melodies through the leaves;
Or the far-away murmurings
Like the stir of an angel's wings.
Only night is about us now—
Child, the earth is as tired as thou.
Babe of my bosom, sleep;
Tender, sweet blossom, sleep!
Hearts may ache
While the long hours go creeping,
Hearts may break
While my baby is sleeping:
Never wake.
Though thy mother is weeping;
Babe of my bosom, sleep!
poem by Arthur Henry Adams
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I Can't Sleep Baby
Girl I must have been crazy
To say that it was over
I had to be a fool
To yell out we were through
And now I'm all alone
And feeling down and out baby
When I never
Meant for this to end
It was so so crazy of me
Sometimes we say things that we really don't mean
Well I'm sorry baby
Bring your lovin' back to me
[1] - I can't sleep babe
I can't think babe
I can't live babe
Without you in my life
I can't go on babe
This is my song baby
Don't wanna do nothin' if I go away baby
And I can't do nothin' if you're not around
Though I must admit
That things got out of hand
When you told me
That he was just a friend
I should of had my trust in you
From the very start darlin'
Cuz I never meant for this to end
How can we get it back again?
Oh sometimes a man can say things
That he really don't mean
Well I'm sorry baby
Bring your lovin' back to me
[Repeat 1]
Baby can we meet somewhere
And talk about it
Oh baby
song performed by by R. Kelly from R. Kelly
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