The Edge Of Glory - Live From "A Very Gaga Thanksgiving"
This next song is called The Edge of Glory
And I really wanted to play it for everyone tonight, because
It's the second thanksgiving I'm spending without my grandpa
And I wrote this song about him
So here it is, The Edge of Glory
So Grandma, if you're watching at home
This one's for you
There ain't no reason you and me should be alone
Tonight, yeah, baby
But I got a reason that you-hoo should take me home tonight
I need a man that thinks it's right when it's so wrong
Tonight, yeah, baby
Tonight, yeah, baby
Right on the limit's where we know we both belong tonight
It's hot to feel the rush
To brush the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you
One of my favourite memories with my grandpa and my grandma around thanksgiving
And it's actually leading up to Christmastime
That they make these cookies called Pizzelles
And if you're Italian you know what those are, they're like really flat waffles
They're really thin and crisp
My grandpa would always make the Pizzelles
And he always worked the machine and everybody had to
"Move out, get out of the way, outta the way, outta the way"
That was my grandpa, this thing is he made the Pizzelles, so
I don't know why but I'm
Right now I'm just thinking about
Thinking about the Italian cookies
Another shot, before we kiss the other side
Tonight, yeah, baby
I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight
Alright, alright
Put on your shades, I know you're dancing in the flames
Tonight, yeah, baby
Tonight, yeah, baby
Oh, it isn't hell if everybody knows my name tonight
It's hot to feel the rush
To brush the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment, oh, baby, with you
I'm on the edge, I'm on the edge
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment
I'm on the edge with you
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, with you, with you
And I really wanted to play it for everyone tonight, because
It's the second thanksgiving I'm spending without my grandpa
And I wrote this song about him
So here it is, The Edge of Glory
So Grandma, if you're watching at home
This one's for you
There ain't no reason you and me should be alone
Tonight, yeah, baby
But I got a reason that you-hoo should take me home tonight
I need a man that thinks it's right when it's so wrong
Tonight, yeah, baby
Tonight, yeah, baby
Right on the limit's where we know we both belong tonight
It's hot to feel the rush
To brush the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge
The edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you
One of my favourite memories with my grandpa and my grandma around thanksgiving
And it's actually leading up to Christmastime
That they make these cookies called Pizzelles
And if you're Italian you know what those are, they're like really flat waffles
They're really thin and crisp
My grandpa would always make the Pizzelles
And he always worked the machine and everybody had to
"Move out, get out of the way, outta the way, outta the way"
That was my grandpa, this thing is he made the Pizzelles, so
I don't know why but I'm
Right now I'm just thinking about
Thinking about the Italian cookies
Another shot, before we kiss the other side
Tonight, yeah, baby
I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight
Alright, alright
Put on your shades, I know you're dancing in the flames
Tonight, yeah, baby
Tonight, yeah, baby
Oh, it isn't hell if everybody knows my name tonight
It's hot to feel the rush
To brush the dangerous
I'm gonna run right to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall far in love
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
Out on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment, oh, baby, with you
I'm on the edge, I'm on the edge
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment
I'm on the edge with you
With you, with you, with you
With you, with you, with you, with you
Credits
Writer(s): Fernando Garibay, Stefani J. Germanotta, Paul Edward Blair
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