One of us is crying
One of us is lying
In her lonely bed
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing she was somewhere else instead
One of us is lonely
One of us is only Waiting for a call
Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small
Wishing she had never left at all.
Money, money, money must be funny
In the rich man's world
Money, money, money always sunny in the rich man's world
Aha-ahaaa all the things I could do
If I had a little money, it's a rich man's world
Thank you for the music, the songs I'm singing Thanks for all the joy they're bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me.
Seems to me now
That the dreams we had before
Are all dead, nothing more
Than confetti on the floor
It's the end of a decade
In another ten years time
Who can say what we'll find
What lies waiting down the line
In the end of eighty-nine...
Making somebody happy is a question of give and take.
You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break:
Every smile and every little touch -
Don't you know that they mean so much? Sweet sweet kisses so tender
Always will return to sender.
I don't wanna talk
About the things we've gone through.
Though it's hurting me
Now it's history.
I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too Nothing more to say.
No more ace to play.
I work all night, I work all day,
to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain't it sad
And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That's too bad
Love is always around and you can look for it anywhere.
When you feel that you've found it my advice is to take goodcare! Never use it as a selfish tool,
Never ever be such a fool.
Every feeling you're showing
Is a boomerang you're throwing.
