bed I don't need you, darling Lorraine Darling Lorraine Lorraine, I long for your love Financially speaking, I guess I'm a washout Everybody's buy and sell and sell and buy And
door And headed up the stairs Kissed all the children and helped sister comb Her wavy golden hair Washed her make-up off and turned on the bath Lay down in the moon
To the sun I'll cry and even if I'm blinded I'll try moon gazer because with you I'm stronger And jealous night and all her secret chords I must be
risin' moon he gets lonesome way out there So I closed my eyes to the starlit skies and lost myself in dreams I dreamed the desert sand was a milk and honey
night and all her secret chords I must be deaf on the telephone I need my love to translate I play the piano no more running honey This time to the sky
Mike: What are you, a tough guy? I'm tough! I'm tough! Moon: Honey. Honey Bill: That's just the way it is. You can get tough all you want Moon: OK . . .
I don't need you darling Lorraine Darling Lorraine Lorraine I long for your love Financially speaking I guess I'm a washout Everybody's buy and sell And sell and buy and And
listening Mike: What are you, a tough guy? I'm tough! I'm tough! Moon: Honey. Honey Bill: That's just the way it is. You can get tough all you want Moon
jealous night and all her secret chords I must be deaf on the telephone I need my love to translate I play the piano no more running honey This time
