The One and Only (2022 Nik Kershaw Remix) - Chesney Hawkes

You could be a writer, fisherman, or fighter You could be the jewel in the crown You could be a leader, doctor, or a diva You could be the talk of this town You could be designer, major, or a miner You could be a game show host You could drive your race-car, president, or pop star You could be the first past the post You could be amazing, funny And brave and lucky And glorious The sky's the limit So, dive on in it Go, fly your colours So high above us Just beginning So, don't look down 'Cause the sky's the limit You could be the wise one, tougher than the Top Gun You could be the King of it all You could be the Queen bee, bigger than the big cheese You could be the Belle of the ball You could be inspiring or Beguiling or Notorious The sky's the limit So, dive on in it Go, fly your colours So high above us And bring me back a souvenir The next time you're around Now, fly before there's too much here To keep you on the ground When you've got a view so clear And no fear of falling (falling) The sky's the limit So, dive on in it Go, fly your colours So high above us You're just beginning So, don't look down 'Cause the sky's the limit

Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around I've got two strong arms Blessings of Babylon Time to carry on and try For sins and false alarms So to America the brave Wise men say Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over you Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over I got plans for us Nights in the scullery And days instead of me I only know what to discuss Oh, for anything but light Wise men fighting over you It's not me you see Pieces of Valentine And just a song of mine To keep from burning history Seasons of gasoline and gold Wise men fold Near a tree by a river There's a hole in the ground Where an old man of Aran Goes around and around And his mind is a beacon In the veil of the night For a strange kind of fashion There's a wrong and a right But he'll never, never fight over you I got time to kill Sly looks in corridors Without a plan of yours A blackbird sings on bluebird hill Thanks to the calling of the wild Wise men's child He'll never, never fight over you No, he'll never, never fight over you

Cold and lonely, tired and bored Just like the day before Missing out on life's reward Of that you can be sure So bring on the dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Take off the twilight and the skies so grey And they dance for him inside his head Soul destroyed by life's demands With nothing to believe Our hero sits with head in hands And heart upon his sleeve So bring on the dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Bring on the girls to dance his blues away And they danced for him inside his head So bring on the dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Take off the twilight and the skies so grey And they danced for him inside his head Dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Bring on the girls to dance his blues away Dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Take off the twilight and the skies so grey Dancing girls Take off the cold night and the sad day Bring on the dancing girls Bring on the girls to dance his blues away...

I've met my match, you could say I've found my Waterloo See's through me like an X-Ray She knows me better than I do And even when my tongue is tied I swear that she can read my mind She gets me, she understands She knows me, she frees my hands She lets me be all I can She loves me, but mostly (but mostly) She gets me Thought I was complicated Thought I was hard to read But I overestimated My power to deceive And when I think I'm off the hook She can read me like a book She gets me, she understands She knows me, she frees my hands She lets me be all I can She loves me, but mostly (but mostly) She gets me She gets me I've met my match, you could say I've found my Waterloo And even when I can't explain She can see the joy and pain She gets me, she understands She knows me, she frees my hands She lets me be all I can She loves me, but mostly (but mostly) She gets me, she understands She knows me, she frees my hands She lets me be all I can She loves me, but mostly (but mostly) Yeah, mostly She gets me