Michael plays with stars
Soul sister, won't you take a ride in his car?
Late to call
When you wanted to be all
Baby baby, don't be so shy
Rock children, hold your heads up high
In the night while I try
And tell the ballad of Valentine
You got it bad, but you know it's true
I caught up with a friend in Dallas
We took a trip to New Orleans
Those black-eyed ladies
Won't say they're sorry
We finally caught a train to Memphis
Where everybody talks the same
Those blue suede babies
All know my name
And I said hold tight
Can't you see that it's hurting me?
But I've got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Michael Valentine, can't we unite?
We ended up in North Dakota
Although my heart's in Mexico
My muñequita
Abre tus ojos
With your new suit, and your black tie
Hold on, you're just a gambling man, all proper like
I broke to the right and I caught your eye
Shut your mouth and wave goodbye tonight
I ain't gonna let you rain on this parade
And I said hold tight
Can't you see that it's hurting me?
But I've got the buzz
Like Marlon Brando
Straight-faced with misery tonight
And I will not lie
When I say I ain't cold no more
But I've got the buzz
Like Greta Garbo
Walking forward to the sun
And I've got a cold tale left to write
Well, uh-oh
I know he's gonna be there tonight
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