Over there, over there. Send the word, send the word over there. That the Yanks are coming, the Yanks are coming. The drums rum tumming everywhere So prepare, say a prayer. Send the word, send
Big boy. Big boy. Big boy I said give me two pairs. ('Cause) I need two pairs. So I can get to stomping in my AirForce Ones. (Big boy) stomping in my AirForce Ones I like the all white high
the bells of christmas. are ringing in the night. the children string there lights upond the tree. the bells of christmas. they sing to me tonight. bring back thoughts of you and me. Central
the bells of christmas. are ringing in the night. the children string there lights upond the tree. the bells of christmas. they sing to me tonight. bring back thoughts of you and me. Central
Rororororororo Rosey. Rororororororo Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She
Rororororororo Rosey. Rororororororo Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She
Rororororororo Rosey. Rororororororo Rosey. You're the apple of my eye. Ice cream in my cherry pie, pie She's just sixteen, she's not yet grown. She never goes out on her own. She
Big boy. Big boy. Big boy. . Chorus. I said give me two pair. I need two pair. So I can get to stompin' in my airforce ones. Stompin' in my airforce ones. . Nelly. I like the all white
. Look out -- for theforce without form. Look around -- at the sight and the sound. Look in look out look around --. . We can move with savage grace. To the rhythms ofthe night. Cool and remote
Christmas in theair. I'll throw away my cares. Cause it's Christmas in theair Walking to Central Park. Making drum beats on guitars. The kind of fun you get for free. Even when my heart's in pain. No
day. What's that force behind the power that chases eavil away. What's that force behind the power that puts a smile on your face. It is love, pure love, it is love In every book of truth it has been
land. Where surely life was sweet. On the rising tide to New York City. Did they ride into the street See the glory. Oftheroyal scam They are hounded down to the bottom of a bad town. Amid the
. (This world is mine). For all of time. (For all of time). I can turn any stone. Call any place my home. I can do anything I know I'm gonna get myself together. (Yeah). Use theforce. I know I'm