| Paradise
By The Dashboard Light
[Boy:] I
remember every little thing As if it happened only yesterday Parking by
the lake And there was not another car in sight And I never had a girl Looking
any better than you did And all the kids at school They were wishing they
were me that night And
now our bodies are oh so close and tight It never felt so good, it never felt
so right And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife Glowing
like the metal on the edge of a knife C'mon, hold on tight C'mon, hold on
tight Though
it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard
light [Girl:] Ain't
no doubt about it we were doubly blessed 'Cause we were barely seventeen And
we were barely dressed [Both:] Ain't
no doubt about it Baby got to go out and shout it Ain't no doubt about it We
were doubly blessed [Boy:] 'Cause
we were barely seventeen And we were barely dressed Baby
don'cha hear my heart You got it drowing out the radio I've been waiting
so long For you to come along and have some fun And I gotta let you know No
you're never gonna regret it So open up your eyes, I got a big surprise It'll
feel all right Well I wanna make you motor run And
now our bodies are oh so close and tight It never felt so good, it never felt
so right And we're glowing like the metal on the edge of a knife Glowing
like the metal on the edge of a knife C'mon, Hold on tight C'mon, Hold on
tight [Both:] Though
it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night I can see paradise by the dashboard
light Paradise by the dashboard light You
Two Out Of Three Ain't Bad
Baby
we can talk all night But that ain't getting us nowhere I told you everything
I possibly can There's nothing left inside of here And
maybe you can cry all night But that'll never change the way I feel The
snow is really piling up outside I wish you wouldn't make me leave here I
poured it on and I poured it out I tried to show you just how much I care I'm
tired of words and I'm too hoarse to shout But you've been cold to me so long I'm
crying icicles instead of tears And
all I can do is keep on telling you I want you I need you But there ain't
no way I'm ever gonna love you Now don't be sad 'Cause two out of three
ain't bad Now don't be sad 'Cause two out of three ain't bad You'll
never find your gold on a sandy beach You'll never drill for oil on a city
street I know you're looking for a ruby In a mountain of rocks But there
ain't no Coupe de Ville hiding At the bottom of a Cracker Jack box I
can't lie I can't tell you that I'm something I'm not No matter how I try I'll
never be able to give you something Something that I just haven't got There's
only one girl that I will ever love And that was so many years ago And though
I know I'll never get her out of my heart She never loved me back, ooh I know I
remember how she left me on a stormy night She kissed me and got out of our
bed And though I pleaded and I begged her Not to walk out that door She
packed her bags and turned right away And
she kept on telling me She kept on telling me She kep on telling me I
want you I need you But th Bat
Out Of Hell
The
sirens are screaming and the fires are howling, way down in the valley tonight. There's
a man in the shadows with a gun in his eye, and a blade shining oh so bright. There's
evil in the air and there's thunder in sky, and A killer's on the bloodshot
streets. Oh and down in the tunnel where the deadly are rising, Oh I swear
I saw a young boy down in the gutter, He was starting to foam in the heat. Oh
baby you're the only thing in this whole world, that's pure and good and right. And
wherever you are and wherever you go, there's always gonna be some light. But
I gotta get out, I gotta break it out now, Before the final crack of dawn. So
we gotta make the most of our one night together. When it's over you know, We'll
both be so alone. Like
a bat out of hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. When the night is
over Like a bat out of hell I'll be gone gone gone. Like a bat out of
hell I'll be gone when the morning comes. But when the day is done and the
sun goes down, and the moonlights shining through, Then like a sinner before
the gates of heaven, I'll come crawling on back to you. I'm
gonna hit the highway like a battering ram, on a silver black phantom bike. When
the metal is hot and the engine is hungry, and we're all about to see the light. Nothing
ever grows in this rotting old hole. Everything is stunted and lost. And
nothing really rocks And nothing really rolls And nothing's ever worth the
cost. And I know that I'm damned if I never get out, And maybe I'm damned
if I do, But with every other beat I've got left in my heart, You know I'd
rather be damned with you. If
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