Ballad Of The Last Five Years - 2003 Remastered
Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Mmm, la-la-la baby darlin'
Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
I got something fine for you every minute now
If you wanna sit right down and stick it all right through
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired of Johnny and Sally and Felix and Eddie
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
They say, "Jump on board, pretty baby" and I don't know, but
It seem like it might be a pretty good buzz to me
Hey, la-la, here they go away
They'll help you and they'll hurt you
You're asked to leave so much behind
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
They'll help you and they'll hurt you and help you and hurt you
You're asked to leave so goddamn much behind
Hey, la-la, watch 'em roll away
They say forget about tomorrow and
Concentrate on everything you know you're gonna find
Hey, hey, here they go away
So move over, red robin
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason 'round for crying
Those days will never be 'round again
Oh, move over, red robin
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason on Earth for crying
Those days will never be 'round again
There's Jackie and there's Brian
Then there's four, then there's five and then a couple more
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
There's Jackie and there's Brian
Then there's four, then there's five and then a couple more
Uh-uh, uh-uh, watch 'em run around
You be a good boy and don't drink too much, I'll show you something
Maybe one trick later on, maybe a couple more
Hey-la, hey, hey-la
So step right up and put your music where your mouth is
Pretty boys can make room for one more that just can't seem to win
There's no sense denying that's the reason they found ya crying
Your chance'll never come 'round again
Why don't ya move over, red robin?
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason on Earth for crying
Those days'll never be 'round again
But I'll, I'll help you in the meantime
Figure out just what how much they're worth when they're gone
Hey, hey, watch 'em run away
I'll help you out in the meantime
To total up just what they're worth when they're gone
Hey, watch 'em run away
You don't get it right the first time, pretty baby
I'll help you take one more crack at it much, much later on
Hey, now, hey, hey, yeah, you come right down
'Cause Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Mmm, la-la, mmm, mmm
Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
I got something fine for you every minute now
You wanna sit right down and stick it all right through?
Hey, la-la, hey, hey, hey, la-la
Gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired, gettin' tired, gettin' tired, gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Mmm, la-la-la baby darlin'
Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
I got something fine for you every minute now
If you wanna sit right down and stick it all right through
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired of Johnny and Sally and Felix and Eddie
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
They say, "Jump on board, pretty baby" and I don't know, but
It seem like it might be a pretty good buzz to me
Hey, la-la, here they go away
They'll help you and they'll hurt you
You're asked to leave so much behind
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
They'll help you and they'll hurt you and help you and hurt you
You're asked to leave so goddamn much behind
Hey, la-la, watch 'em roll away
They say forget about tomorrow and
Concentrate on everything you know you're gonna find
Hey, hey, here they go away
So move over, red robin
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason 'round for crying
Those days will never be 'round again
Oh, move over, red robin
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason on Earth for crying
Those days will never be 'round again
There's Jackie and there's Brian
Then there's four, then there's five and then a couple more
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
There's Jackie and there's Brian
Then there's four, then there's five and then a couple more
Uh-uh, uh-uh, watch 'em run around
You be a good boy and don't drink too much, I'll show you something
Maybe one trick later on, maybe a couple more
Hey-la, hey, hey-la
So step right up and put your music where your mouth is
Pretty boys can make room for one more that just can't seem to win
There's no sense denying that's the reason they found ya crying
Your chance'll never come 'round again
Why don't ya move over, red robin?
Have you got room for one more that just can't seem to win?
There's no sense denying that's your best reason on Earth for crying
Those days'll never be 'round again
But I'll, I'll help you in the meantime
Figure out just what how much they're worth when they're gone
Hey, hey, watch 'em run away
I'll help you out in the meantime
To total up just what they're worth when they're gone
Hey, watch 'em run away
You don't get it right the first time, pretty baby
I'll help you take one more crack at it much, much later on
Hey, now, hey, hey, yeah, you come right down
'Cause Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Mmm, la-la, mmm, mmm
Gary lives with Rosie
Be-Bop got something old and something new
Hey, la-la, watch 'em run away
I got something fine for you every minute now
You wanna sit right down and stick it all right through?
Hey, la-la, hey, hey, hey, la-la
Gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Hey, hey, watch 'em run around
Gettin' tired, gettin' tired, gettin' tired, gettin' tired of Johnny
And all the big boys from N.Y.C
Credits
Writer(s): Burton Cummings
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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