Album: Midnight LoveTurn On Some MusicDreams of you my darling still
Are so fine, so fine, baby
Since I woke up
So is my state of mind
Since we´ve been apart
Oh I miss you, miss you with all my heart
Oh baby, what else can I say
Put on three albums
And let´s fly baby
I´ve got to know
How much I love you so
I´m gonna make you feel
That my love is stronger for you tonight
Baby, I´m gonna make it right
Put three albums on baby
We´re gonna make it long, long, long
Now when the music starts
I´m gonna groove you slow and quiet
And when the first side´s through
I´ll still be into you
I´m getting sober
Let´s get high and turn the record over
´Cos baby it´s time for phase two, yeah
That´s how it is, yeah
That´s how it goes, hey
Just why it is, yeah
Nobody knows
´Cos music´s been my therapy
Taking the pain from all my anatomy
Oh and my anatomy
It´s my symphony, always stay with me
You know that the world ain´t right
Baby, lots of people stay uptight
I´ll go crazy
If something ever happened to my musical thrill
And darling your love is just like my music
The second jam, girl is falling down
We´ve been one hour, still I got the power
Turn up the sounds
Sounds drown out the screams
Come rock with me
Straight into Side B
The time has passed
An hour and a half
I love you baby
I´m strong enough to last
You, you and your music
Are more precious than gold baby
Two albums later baby
And I´m feeling great
You said wait, let´s take a break
Before you play the last side
Are you fit enough to ride
I said yes, baby
Just let me catch my breath, honey, honey, honey
Oh baby, I´m not through yet
This is one night honey, that you won´t forget
I love you darling, I´m gonna prove it tonight
Put on some music
(ad lib)
Third World Girl
Jamaica special love
Special love
Sitting down see the flower
On the window tops
And the mountain
See the rain
And the warm lit sun
On the beaches and sand
Comes a man with a plan to renew the world
Up in rasta land
Hungry boys and girls
He lived up to his part
And he died with a cause in his heart
Jamaica special love
Special love
Listen
Oh, Jamaica Lady
Oh, Jamaica Girl
Oh, Jamaica Lady
Oh, Jamaica Girl
Oh, Jamaica Lady
Oh, Jamaica Girl
Oh, oh, baby
You be my first, my second, my third world girl
Peas and rice
They are awful nice
But not as nice as you