Em           F           Em             F

Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air.

Em            F        G                         Am

Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair.

Em               F      Em          F

Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back,

Em                F       G                  A

Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat.



Chorus:

                                     G
Tempted To Touch Lyrics

To all the ladies in the dance
I lose all control when I see you
Standing there in front of me
Your style, your clothes, your hair
You fair woman, you look so sexy
De way you wine and, de way you dance
An


I'll talk, I'll talk they live by the sea

   D           G

Surrounded by a cemetery.

          Bm                     A

If you get tired come up for some tea

     Em    Bm         D          Em

With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me.



Frances is the next to rise

Powders up her nose.

She's working for the tailor

Makes the western clothes.

Andy drives a sports car

To the Warner Brothers ghost

He used to li
AYER Lyrics

Ayer encontr? la flor que t? me distre,
Imagen del amor que me ofresciste,
AUn guarda fiel el aroma, aquel tierno clavel
Ayer encontr? la flor que t? me diste.

Aun guardo aquella carta que me escribiste,
e in England

Now he loves the coast       (chorus)



Some times a friend comes by

To sing the latest song,

But David fights with Susan

Nobody gets along.

Every other Sunday

It's time to make a call.

Judy has a barbecue

Play the volleyball.          (chorus)



In the evening When the sun goes down

The streets are all aglow.

We walk out on the hillside

City shines below.

We sit down for our supper

T
Copenhagen Lyrics

Now i went out last Sunday with my little Mary Anne
She said please stay 'till Monday and she grabbed me by the can
She laid a big one on me- surprised me with her tongue
But her surprise was waitin' there between my
e news begins to play.

Walter he is speechless

Eric speaks cliches.       (chorus)



Andy plays a cricket game.

Frances holds a glass.

Karen reads and darns a dress.

I dream of the past.

Dark is spreading up now

Good evening, good night.

Karen turns the bed sheet.

She's turning out the light.    (chorus)



(tag)

Em    Am         Bm          Em

Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me.