Put It On Him Make Him Wanna Marry Me | Remix | English

You wake up in the morning Get something for the pot Wonder why the sun makes the rocks feel hot Draw on the walls Eat, get laid Back in the good old days Then some damn fool invents the wheel Listen to the whitewalls squeal You spend all day looking for a parking spot Nothing for the heart Nothing for the pot Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio Oh, how he wanted to talk to the people He wanted his own show Tune in Moscow Tune in New York Listen to the Welsh kid talk Communicating like in the good old days Forgive me father for I have sinned It was either me or him And a voice said, ["BennyYou fucked the whole thing upBenny your time is upYour time is up."] Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio He wanted to talk to the people He wanted his own show Tune in Moscow Tune in New York Listen to the Welsh kid talk Communicating like the good old days, the good old days Forgive me Father [Welsh Policeman:] "Mobile One Two to Central." For I have sinned [Welsh Policeman:] "We have a multiple on the A465 Between Cwmbran and Cylgoch." Father it was either me or him Father can we turn back the clock? [Welsh Policeman:] "Ambulance, over." I never meant to drop the concrete block [Welsh Policeman:] "Roger central, over and out." Benny turned the dial on his Short Wave radio He wanted to talk to the people He wanted his own show Tune in Moscow Tune in New York Listen to the Welsh kid talk Just like in the good old days The good old days [Radio announcer:] "Do you really think Iranian terrorists Would have taken Americans hostage If Ronald Reagan were president? Do you really think the Russians Would have invaded Afghanistan If Ronald Reagan were president? Do you really think third-rate military Dictators would laugh at America And burn our flag in contempt If Ronald Reagan were president?" [Concerned Citizen:] "Well, it might work!" [Hostage:] "We as a group do most importantly Want to beseech President Reagan And our fellow Americans To refrain from any form of military Or violent means as an attempt No matter how noble or heroic To secure our freedom." [Concerned Citizen:] "Sure! Only it's going to be mighty dangerous For you, Cassidy Hoppy's faithful sidekick Guess you don't know Hopalong Cassidy, mister. Adventure's his bread Excitement's his butter And danger Why to him that's like Strawberry jam to top it off." [Jim:] "This is some live rock and roll at KAOS Where rock and roll comes out of chaos And a song called..."

Lately I have caught myself still thinking Of someone that I haven't seen in years I lose myself in my imagination And pretty soon I find myself in tears Funny how a gal goes right on hopin' Even after years of hope is gone I know by now I've faded from his memory But in my heart his memory's still so strong Chorus: I can tell myself that he still thinks about me And find some comfort thinking that it's true Right here within my own imagination I can make him whisper I love you After all this time I should be over The heartaches that one time caused such pain And by this time I should have found a new love But years have not extinguished all the flames So I'll go right on living with his memory Even if it's just for my heart's sake For as long as I have my imagination I've got a hope that no one else can take. Chorus Tag: I can make him whisper I love you

Take a look, you see just what it took to find you Don't be surprised, I shouted from the sides, "Behind you" I wish I could remind you, I wish I could Hey, and what's it to him? It's the light in a room with a multicolored ceiling It's the white on the shoes, with the multicolored creasing It's the slight bit of truth, with the multicolored meaning, ah I'd like to hide a little less I'd like to cry a little more If I was happy, you'd know why I'd risk it all just to make sure Hey, and what's it to him? It's the light in a room with a multicolored ceiling It's the white on the shoes, with the multicolored creasing It's the slight bit of truth, with the multicolored meaning, ah I'd like to hide a little less I'd like to cry a little more If I was happy, you'd know why I'd risk it all just to make sure Ah I'd like to hide a little less (It's the light in the sky, it's the multicolored ceiling) I'd like to cry a little more (It's the white little lie with the multicolored meaning) (It's the light in the sky, it's the multicolored ceiling) (It's the white in the sky, it's the multicolored meaning) If I was happy, you'd know why (It's the white, it's the-, it's the multicolored ceiling) (It's the white little lie, it's the multicolored meaning) I'd risk it all just to make sure