Take You Home by Don Johnson Big Band
seems like times just get harder (ooh, every day)
and my bruised up mind won't get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (who's taking you home)
these rough times just get harder (ooh, every day)
and my bruised up mind won't get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (just taking you home)
Oh, I guess it's been a rough few hours
Mu jaw's taken nothing but blows
the coffee ran out I had to grab a cool shower
and my car got stuck in the snow
someone suffered a stroke on my subway train
and I swore I'd never have a smoke again
and if it's all the same I'd rather not be taking any calls today
some fellow on the corner goes: the end is here!
and there's a fair amount of trouble in the atmosphere
don't you forget about it, brother
be prepared if you discover that
it's better not to bother with pretenders cheers
and oh oh oh it will be a tremendous year
seems like times just get harder (ooh, every day)
and my bruised up mind won't get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (just taking you home)
well, I guess it's been a rough few days now
got me feeling bout a hundred yeard old
my stomach's on a knot, I keep hearing a strange sound
trying to keep it all under control
how's a man supposed to concentrate when evertime he's close to something great
there has to be some twist and turn
clench your fist and learn that dissappointment is a constant plague
now there's a monster rain on the weather forecast
I think I lost my way, I'm getting cynical fast
all the worries in the world and a killer aching tooth
that girl is looking at me like "when will he make a move"
it's a positive dilemma, really nothing to lose
for a man of words reduced to staring at his shoes
if you need a sucker to call, call on me
seems like times just get harder (ooh, every day)
and my bruised up mind just won't get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (just taking you home)
I guess it's been a rough few years, huh
all that hasn't gone wrong yet, will
but I can smile at the taste of a teardrop
and shake it all of, keep pushing uphill
'cos life is an emotional film
a choise between a bucket or and ocean to fill
this low blow tragedy is all I can imagine even when
it's greeting me with an evil grin
and everyone's a bum until they learn it's a mistake
to keep asking for shit you can simply go take
and if mine was a biblical fate, it would be job's
except for the fact I never dressed up in robes
I could be bankrupt and broke and be homeless and sick
banged up and hopelessly old and unfit
but none of it could hurt me
as long as I'd deserved being yours
when the curtain falls
seems like times just get harder (ooh, every day)
and my bruised up mind just won't get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (who's taking you home?)
these rough times just get harder (ooh every day)
but my bruised up mind wont get smarter (just stays the same)
yet I can't help but smile
at the thought of five corners
as long as I'm taking you home (just taking you home)
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