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Open The Door, Richard `Dusty Fletcher`

at the club tonight. Ole Richard went home early-he's got the key to the house. I'm gonna knock on the door, see if I kin get in. Open the door, Richard!! Ya see, Richard sleeps in the back room.

Open The Door Richard `Jack McVea`

Open the Door Richard Count Basie and His Orchestra Words by Dusty Fletcher and John Mason Music by Jack McVea and Don Howell Peaked at # 1 in 1947 and, true to the times, six OTHER versions also

Party `FLETCHER`

I know when you knock on my door You're waiting for the drama of The silhouette of who I was before I scattered it like stardust Champagne bottles, they lose their luster When you leave 'em open for a

Good Girl / Gone Girl `FLETCHER`

Ouch, this hurts I think out of everything It's the most painful breakup I ever had to go through Don't have the words Lately I've been tongue-tied I don't know how to say that I'm sorry and I love you

Open The Door Richard `Charioteers`

at the club tonight. Ole Richard went home early-he's got the key to the house. I'm gonna knock on the door, see if I kin get in. Open the door, Richard!! Ya see, Richard sleeps in the back room.

The Arsonist `FLETCHER`

Embers in the sky, the orange and the red Everything's in flames, was it something I said?

Stranger In Town `Cliff Richard`

And then a smile will open the door and in a little while, you'll be a stranger no more. But till then, every girl is a beautiful girl, when you're a stranger, in many towns.

Would You Still Love Me? `FLETCHER`

And where is the award I won for losing myself? Isn't that worth something? 'Round and 'round the story goes Can I get off, can I go home? And live this through the photos in my room?

All of the Women `FLETCHER`

sun She tried on every version of the girl she was Now and then, I miss her, yeah, my baby could run And I swear that I loved All of the women That I've been To all of the women Out here livin' and livin

Chaos `FLETCHER`

When the world gets quiet, and everybody's dreaming I stay up late, so I can finally hear myself think When I'm far from home, I, I call God up on the telephone I say "Hey, there girl, I don't know what

Congratulations! `FLETCHER`

I don't want congratulations anymore 'Cause it doesn't quite hit No, it doesn't quite hit the spot, babe It's a needle-in-the-haystack kind of lore It's a dopamine lie And the dopamine's running dry, babe

Hi, Everyone Leave Please `FLETCHER`

Oh Oh-oh I sold out Radio City, but I'm not on the radio Kinda bruises my ego watchin' the other pop girls Skyrocket to the moon, is it cold up there too? Does bein' a star give you a wider view?

Don’t Tempt Me… `FLETCHER`

I've been here before Laid back and changed the station, I'm back for more Fuck, I'm so impatient If I could find a stronger drink than you and me If I could mediate the feeling out of me Then I'd cry

Doing Better `FLETCHER`

] Better feels worse, ooh Better feels worse Your girlfriend never thanked me for making her go viral Fuck it, I'm her idol I get sad and spiral Yeah, I'll buy a new whip But you'll never see me take the

Boy `FLETCHER`

I've been sitting on a secret And I don't think I can keep it anymore I've been hiding out in Northern California Where nobody knows who I was before Where they won't judge me in the morning We were counting

D i s t a n c e `FLETCHER`

I need a little space and time, maybe like out on the moon So, baby, get the rocket ship, ready set, I'm not coming back that soon It's all I can do to stop myself from calling you up and causing hell

Big Boy Now `Richard Marx`

I've been searching, not the first or the last Trying to figure out the mystery of the half empty glass Time is turning for the rest of the world While a temporary leap of faith helps the story unfurl

My Sweet City `Noam Fletcher`

My sweet city My sweet city I'm not afraid of heights anymore Life was sittin' sad beside me And you cured our depression My sweet city My sweet city Hold me like it's nineteen seventy-four The world outside

Saturday Walkin' `Noam Fletcher`

Feet hit the carpet and the heat flows right through Well I'm out the door because I've paid all my dues Unseasonably warm smoggy free Saturday Hop on the bus and write a poem about my nights And how I'm

Afternoon Recess `Noam Fletcher`

Morning smog creepin' along The rooftops of the city in flames Tiling up houses Glazing our eyes A sunburnt star upon a dry demise A cool breeze 'neath the canopy Blowin' open the leaves And now we see

Dusty `Ed Sheeran`

I heard you calling, now my eyes are open The day is breaking into powder blue Sunlight is framing our every moment What a way to start off the day with you Flick a finger Start a discussion to pick a

Heeby-Jeebies `Little Richard`

Bad luck baby put the jinx on me, I got the heeby jeebies and I can't get well, I got the heeby jeebies and it's you I gotta tell, If I can't find my baby, then you know darn well, I'm gonna ring your

Open Everything `Richard Walters`

How did we get here Caught in the samphire Lost in the spindrift The further out we go And you know where we are when we're lost And you know we'll be safe when you're gone And my heart was open wide to

Silver Trays `Richard McGraw`

little children go, “Is every door half open or half closed?”

When I Get To The Border `Richard & Linda Thompson`

Dirty people take what's mine, I can leave them all behind They can never cross that line when I get to the border Sawbones standing at the door waiting 'til I hit the floor He won't find me anymore when

Don't Mean Nothing `Richard Marx`

Welcome to the big time.

Can't Take The Hurt Anymore `Cliff Richard`

Now that the past has ended My life's an open door I know that we could have been mended Oh but I can't take the hurt anymore Can't take the hurt anymore Ooh ooh can't take the hurt anymore The

Can't Take the Hurt Anymore (1987 Remaster) `Cliff Richard`

Now that the past has ended My life's an open door I know that we could have been mended Oh but i can't take the hurt anymore Can't take the hurt anymore Ooh ooh can't take the hurt anymore The rainbow's

Boy Next Door `Richard Marx`

Born at the end of a Minnesota freeze Eldest child of Willy and Louise His little sister died at the age of four The family posed, led by Louise Like right out of some kind of Rockwell scene But Jake

The Miracle `Cliff Richard`

That's gonna spread the good news Love is the key that opens up a new way Love is the answer we've been searching for Open your heart if you're looking for a miracle The miracle is love Everybody wants