Posterous theme by Cory Watilo

Two songs about love

Well I love you so dearly I love you so clearly

When she smiles it's generous

My new number one ~Beans on Toast~


She's beautiful, she's intelligent, She's sexy and she's fun, She's confident and clever, She's my new number one


When she smiles it's generous, Oh, she's a winner
She's always up for dancing, and she likes drinking tequila
She's adventurous and daring, and fun to be around
She somehow reaches up so far with both feet on the ground


She like reggae music and face painting
Climbing to the roofs of abandoned buildings
From a tiny little valentines card, to the morning with a lollipop lady
A quick kiss on the escalator with the prettiest girl at the party
I hope she's got her socks on, the one she pulls to her knees
I can't wait till I get home, and I'm going to see Lizzie B.
She got my favourite CD as a present for me before it even came out
We had pork chops for dinner, she made breakfast as well
Well, I get along with all her friends, mine think she's great
I took her to meet my parents on Sunday night
And now I trust her with the passwords and keys to the house
The home is where the heart is and nobody else


She like reggae music and face painting
Climbing to the roofs of abandoned buildings
From a tiny little valentines card, to the morning with a lollipop lady
A quick kiss on the escalator with the prettiest girl at the party
I hope she's got her socks on, the one she pulls to her knees
I can't wait till I get home, and I'm going to see Lizzie B.

Littlest Birds ~The Be Good Tanyas~ Well I feel like an old hobo, I'm sad lonesome and blue,
I was fair as the summer day now the summer days are through.
You pass through places and places pass through you,
But you carry 'em with you on the soles of your travellin' shoes.
Well I love you so dearly I love you so clearly
I wake you up in the mornin' so early,
Just to tell you I got the wanderin' blues.
I got the wanderin' blues,
And I'm gonna quit these ramblin' ways one of these days soon,
And I'll sing :
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
Well it's times like these I feel so small and wild
Like the ramblin' footsteps of a wanderin' child.
And I'm lonesome as a lonesome whippoorwill,
Singin these blues with a warble and a trill.
But I'm not too blue to fly,
No I'm not too blue to fly 'cause
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest song


Well I love you so dearly I love you so fearlessly,
I wake you up in the mornin' so early
Just to tell you I got the wanderin' blues.
I got the wanderin' blues,
And I don't wanna leave you I love you through and through.
Oh I left my baby on a pretty blue train,
And I sang my songs to the cold and the rain.
But I had the wanderin' blues,
And I sang those wanderin' blues.
And I'm gonna quit these ramblin' ways one of these days soon,
And I'll sing :
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest songs.
The littlest birds sing the prettiest song