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What a difference a day made, twenty-four little hours,
Brought the sun and the flowers, where there used to be rain,

My yesterdays were blue dear, today I'm part of you dear,
My lonely nights are through dear, since you said you were mine,

What a difference a day made, there's a rainbow before me,
Skies above can't restore me, since that moment of bliss, that lovely kiss,

It's heaven when you find romance on your menu,
What a difference a day made, and the difference is you

Dinah Washinton



or



Grand pianos crash together
When my boy walks down the street
There are whole new kinds of weather
When he walks with his new beat
Everyone sings hallelujah
when my boy walks down the street
Life just kind of dances through ya
from your smile down to your feet
Amazing he’s a whole new form of life
blue eyes blazing
and he's going to be my wife.
The world does the hula-hula
when my boy walks down the street
Everyone thinks he's Petula
so big and yet so petite
Butterflies turn into people
when my boy walks down the street
Maybe he should be illegal
He just makes life too complete
Oh, shadows of echoes of memories
Oh, things that he brings that he found in the sea
Oh, shadows of echoes of memories of songs
Oh, how could he know that it won't be long
Grand pianos crash together
when my boy walks down the street
There are whole new kinds of weather
when he walks with his new beat
Everyone sings hallelujah
when my boy walks down the street
Life just kind of dances through ya
from your smile down to your feet

Magnetic Fields

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They hung a sign up in our town
’if you live it up, you won’t
Live it down’
So, she left monte rio, son
Just like a bullet leaves a gun
With charcoal eyes and monroe hips
She went and took that california trip
Well, the moon was gold, her
Hair like wind
She said don’t look back just
Come on jim
(chorus)
Oh you got to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I’m standing right here
You gotta hold on

Well, he gave her a dimestore watch
And a ring made from a spoon
Everyone is looking for someone to blame
But you share my bed, you share my name
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don’t meet nice girls in coffee shops
She said baby, I still love you
Sometimes there’s nothin left to do

Oh you got to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I’m standing right here, you got to
Just hold on.

Well, God bless your crooked little heart st. louis got the best of me
I miss your broken-china voice
How I wish you were still here with me

Well, you build it up, you wreck it down
You burn your mansion to the ground
When there’s nothing left to keep you here, when
You’re falling behind in this
Big blue world

Oh you go to
Hold on, hold on
You got to hold on
Take my hand, I’m standing right here
You got to hold on

Down by the riverside motel,
It’s 10 below and falling
By a 99 cent store she closed her eyes
And started swaying
But it’s so hard to dance that way
When it’s cold and there’s no music
Well your old hometown is so far away
But, inside your head there’s a record
That’s playing, a song called

Hold on, hold on
You really got to hold on
Take my hand, I’m standing right here
And just hold on.

Tom Waits