She'll never grace the centerfold of Playboy magazine And chances are you'll never see her on the silver screen She's by far the biggest star the world will never see But she don't shine for the rest of the world She's too busy shinin' on me. Shine on, shine on, Shine on though the world may never see Oh my baby won't you, shine on, shine on, Shine all your sweet love on me. --- Instrumental --- She won't be asked for autographs like all the movie stars She won't wear Paris fashions or ride in chauffeured cars But in her jeans she's the sexy dream that they'd all like to be But she don't shine for the rest of the world She's too busy shinin' on me. Shine on, shine on, Shine on though the world may never see Oh my baby won't you, shine on, shine on, Shine all your sweet love on me. Shine all your sweet love on me...

Safety pins holding up the things That make you mine About your hair, you needn't care You look beautiful all of the time Shine, shine, shine on, yes Won't you shine, shine on Your magazines the people at the seams But you still read I must admit, I don't believe in it But I see how you get sucked in Shine, shine, shine on, yes Won't you shine, shine on (Sha-la-la-la) Shine, shine, shine on, yes Won't you shine, shine on Because you're not done Why do you bite the hand that feeds you? Why do you? Why do you bite the hand that feeds? Yeah! Shine, shine, shine on, yes Won't you shine, shine on (Sha-la-la-la) Shine, shine, shine on, yes Won't you shine, shine on The safety pins holding up the things That make you mine About your hair you needn't care You look beautiful all of the time

I still remember the day, you were standing on the Kay, With tears in your eyes, as the sirens yelled. It was time to go aboard, fair-the-well to you my love. One last look in your sad eyes, and one last kiss. For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes Too many years have passed by, too much time upon the see. All the memories of you signing to decrees. The taste of your lips, and the smell of your hair, The longing in your voice as you said "goodbye". For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes When I'm sitting here alone, with the whistle in my hand, I hope the wind will blow this song across to you. And one fine day I will return, to the harbor of my home, You'll hear the sirens yell, you'll know that it's me coming home. For the miles, that's called the ocean, for the miles, between you and me, Walk all the miles, trying to kill me, walk all the miles, over the sea, Every sailor hear has a leak in his heart, but no one has a leak as big as mine. They dream of their love, of their loved sweet heart, Of the little girl on the harbor of their homes. Of their homes