Love is love, let's come together Love is free, it lasts forever Free is love, my contribution Hail the sexual revolution Love is love, the world united
Shine like a star Like a great ball of fire Shine with desire Live like a God Shine like the sun Raise your dreams for tomorrow Beam through the sorrow
I have had my share of pain Staying here makes me insane All the nights that I've been through Thinking how get over you Here's the end to all your lies
Yup yup yup To the north to the south to the east to the west I don't discriminate boy I bring it to your chest If you oppose, then your soul will decompose
have to stop for glamour boy It doesn't do, to worry Feel a little sorry for glamour boy Spending all his money, really isn't funny for glamour boy
And who would ever suppose that THAT Was Grizabella, the Glamour Cat? Grizabella, the Glamour Cat Grizabella, the Glamour Cat Who would ever suppose that THAT Was Grizabella the Glamour
she's a glamour girl and her looks just kill beware of her kiss the spikes never miss she sucks you in she's in a spin she's a glamour girl she's a glamour
He's Jungle Jim again When it's all over We'll make some calls from my car We're a star It's a glamour profession The L.A. concession Local boys will
overdoses Cheap tricks for kicks nasty little plaything Glamour is a rocky road Glamour is a rocky road Glamour is a rocky road Glamour is a rocky road Glamour
one hears me cry, no one knows my name Is glamour and pain, glamour and pain See me fly, feel my pain Hear me cry, know my name Is glamour and pain
Glamour, Today, Glamour, Today, Illusion all around me, And it's hard to tell, Such bewilderment, Can't tell a truth from a fallacy, Can it be, Clouds
[FREDRIKA] Ordinary mothers lead ordinary lives, Keep the house and sweep the parlor, Cook the meals and look exhausted. Ordinary mothers, like ordinary
Glamorous Indie rock & roll is what I need It's in my soul, it's what I need Indie rock & roll, it's time Two of us Flipping through a thrift store magazine
new game to play Claim to fame, clamour for glamour Oh, padeo, oh, pa, padeo Claim to fame, clamour for glamour Oh, padeo oh, pa, padeo Claim to fame, clamour for glamour
backboard He's jungle jim again When it's all over We'll make some calls from my car We're a star It's a glamour profession The l.a. concession Local
I am a happy bachelor and i Know lots of pretty girls Single and ready No ties and i Know lots of pretty girls I like the tall ones I like the short
Everybody in this place Is only here for one thing And everybody knows my name I've got a feeling this is gonna get insane So let's make this our