Oh, she may be weary
Young girls they do get weary
Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah
But when she gets weary
Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah

You know she's waiting
Just anticipating
For things that she'll never never never never possess, yeah yeah
But while she's there waiting, without them
Try a little tenderness (that's all you gotta do)

It's not just sentimental, no no no
She has her grief and care, yeah yeah yeah
But the soft words they are spoke so gentle, yeah
It makes it easier, easier to bear, yeah

You won't regret it, no no
Some girls they don't forget it
Love is their only happiness, yeah
But it's all so easy
All you gotta do is try, try a little tenderness, yeah
All you gotta do is man, hold her where you want her

Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her
Get to her drop drop
Just try a little tenderness, ooh yeah yeah yeah
You got to know how to love her, man, you'll be surprised, man
You've got to squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave
You've got to hold her and rub her softly
Try a little tenderness, ooh yeah yeah yeah
You've got to rub her gentle man, don't bruise her, no no
You've got to love her, squeeze her, don't tease her
Try a little tenderness, yeah, watch her groove
You've gotta to know what to do, man
Take this advice

PunkMistress said:

just heard this one the other night when ms whistle popped Pretty In Pink into the DVD player. fuck me, we're old...

whistle said:

I love this song.

It's timeless wisdom. I don't believe a man wrote it.

The Owl and the Pussy Cat went to sea
In a beautiful pea-green boat,
They took some honey, and plenty of money
Wrapped up in a five-pound note.
The Owl looked up to the stars above,
And sang to a small guitar,
"O lovely Pussy, O Pussy, my love,
What a beautiful Pussy you are,
You are,
You are!
What a beautiful Pussy you are!"

Pussy said to the Owl, "You elegant fowl!
How charmingly sweet you sing!
O let us be married! too long we have tarried:
But what shall we do for a ring?"
They sailed away, for a year and a day,
To the land where the Bong-tree grows
And there in a wood a Piggy-wig stood
With a ring at the end of his nose,
His nose,
His nose,
With a ring at the end of his nose.

"Dear Pig, are you willing to sell for one shilling
Your ring?" Said the Piggy, "I will."
So they took it away, and were married next day
By the Turkey who lives on the hill.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince,
Which they ate with a runcible spoon;
And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand,
They danced by the light of the moon,
The moon,
The moon,
They danced by the light of the moon.

Cinnie said:

I haven't forgotten about this, but I haven't found the CD yet either

Diavolo in me / Zucchero


I've got the Devil in me

Gloria nell' alto dei cieli
ma non c'e pace quaggiu
non ho bisogno di veli
sei gia un angelo tu

che accendi un Diavolo in me
accendi un Diavolo in me
per che c'e un Diavolo in me, baby
forse c'e Diavolo in me

Le strade delle signore
sono infinite lo sai
anch'io ti sono nel cuore
e allora cosa mi fai

Accendi un Diavolo in me
accendi un Diavolo in me
per che c'e un Diavolo in me
baby forse c'e Diavolo in me

TR! saluta i toi
OU! e bacia i miei
BL! che sensazione
E!

TR! spengo cicche
OU! tu accendi me
BL! he confuzione
E I've got the Devil in me

Dai che non siamo dei santi
le tentazioni del suolo
sono cose piccanti
bella da prendere al volo

Accendi un Diavolo in me
accendi un Diavolo in me
x che c'e un Diavolo in me, baby
forse c'e Diavolo in me
GO!
TR! saluta i toi
OU! e bacia i miei
BL! che sensazione
E!
TR! spengo cicche
OU! tu accendi me
BL! he confuzione
E I've got the Devil in me

Gloria nell' alto dei cieli
ma non c'e pace quaggiu
e una questione di pelii
sei proprio un angelo tu

Accendi un Diavolo in me
accendi un Diavolo in me
per che c'e un Diavolo in me
baby forse c'e Diavolo in me

Accendi un Diavolo in me
accendi un Diavolo in me
per che c'e un Diavolo in me
baby forse c'e Diavolo in me

Let's GO!

These are the days of the open hand
They will not be the last
Look around now
These are the days of the beggars and the choosers

This is the year of the hungry man
Whose place is in the past
Hand in hand with ignorance
And legitimate excuses

The rich declare themselves poor
And most of us are not sure
If we have too much
But we'll take our chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
I guess somewhere along the way
He must have let us all out to play
Turned his back and all God's children
Crept out the back door

And it's hard to love, there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope
When there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too much too late
Well maybe we should all be praying for time


Do you think we have time?
Do you think we have time?

These are the days of the empty hand
Oh you hold on to what you can
And charity is a coat you wear twice a year

This is the year of the guilty man
Your television takes a stand
And you find that what was over there is over here

So you scream from behind your door
Say what's mine is mine and not yours
I may have too much but I'll take my chances
'Cause God's stopped keeping score
And you cling to the things they sold you
Did you cover your eyes when they told you
That he can't come back
'Cause he has no children to come back for

It's hard to love there's so much to hate
Hanging on to hope when there is no hope to speak of
And the wounded skies above say it's much too late
So maybe we should all be praying for time


Do you think we have time?
Do you think we have time?
Please give us time

Just hoping for the time when these lyrics will come true again:

Ich hab mich oft gefragt, ob wir uns wieder sehen
Und hab mir oft gesagt, dass wir uns wieder sehen

Und
Es ist schöner als ich es mir erträumt hab

Und
Am liebsten wär' mir die Zeit bliebe stehen

Wer hätte das gedacht, ein Traum aus
dem man nicht aufwacht
Ich bin die Sorge los wie find' ich
diesen Menschen bloß
Meine Seele jubiliert, weil sie niemals
den Mut verliert
Mich aufzufordern raus zu gehen um
mich nach dir umzusehen

Und
Es ist schöner als ich es mir erträumt hab

Und
Am liebsten wär' mir die Zeit bliebe stehen

Und
Es macht alles gut, was ich je versäumt hab

Und
Vielleicht sollten wir gemeinsam weitergehen

Verlier' kein Wort darüber, heb dir alles auf
Dein Wort war unverfügbar, deine Nähe auch
Und jetzt ist alles hier, was vorher nie hier war
Und das was weit entfernt war ist jetzt wieder nah

Und
Es ist schöner als ich es mir erträumt hab

Und
Am liebsten wär' mir die Zeit bliebe stehen

Und
Es macht alles gut, was ich je versäumt hab

Und
Vielleicht sollten wir gemeinsam weitergehen

I was naïve
Your love was like candy
Artificially sweet
I was deceived by the wrapping

Got caught in your web
And I learned how to bleed
I was prey in your bed
And devoured completely

Oh and it hurts my soul
Cuz I can't let go
All these walls are caving in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
Cuz I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

I need to get away from ya
I need to walk away from ya
Get away, walk away, walk away

I should have known
I was used for amusement
Couldn't see through the smoke
It was all an illusion

Now I've been licking my wounds
But the venom seems deeper
We both can seduce
But darling you hold me prisoner

I'm about to break
I can't stop this ache
I'm addicted to your allure
and I'm feigning for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh

I can't mend
This torn state I'm in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from

I need to get away from ya
I need to walk away from ya

Everytime I try to gasp for air
I am smothered in despair it's never over, over
Seems I'll never wake from this nightmare
I let out a silent prayer, let it be over, over

Inside I'm screaming
Begging, pleading
No more

I don't know what to do
My heart has been bruised
So sad but it's true
Each beat reminds me of you

Oh it hurts my soul
Cuz I can't let go
All these walls are caving in
I can't stop my suffering
I hate to show that I've lost control
Cuz I, I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh

I'm about to break
I cant stop this ache
I'm addicted to your allure
And I'm feigning for a cure
Every step I take
Leads to one mistake
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need oh

I can't mend
This torn state I'm in
Getting nothing in return
What did I do to deserve
The pain of this slow burn
And everywhere I turn
I keep going right back
To the one thing that I need to walk away from