The Very Best of lyrics

Intro (Spoken):
Hit it!
This ain't no disco
This ain't no country club either
This is LA!

All I wanna do is have a little fun before I
die.
Says a man next to me, outta nowhere.
This apropos nothing. He says his name is William.
But I'm sure it's Bill, or Billy, or Mac, or Buddy.
And he's plain ugly to me.
And I wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole life.

Come to me now
And lay your hands over me
Even if it's a lie
Say it will be alright
And I shall believe

I'm broken in two
And I know you're on to me
That I only come home
When I'm so all alone
But I do believe

That not everything is gonna be the way
You think it ought to be
It seems like every time I try to make it right
It all comes down on me
Please say honestly you won't give up on me

Something's happenin'
everything's different,
but everything is fine, yeahhh

This is the good stuff,
and yesterday is only what you leave behind
it's only in your mind

Chorus:
You gotta talk to the one who made you
talk to the one who understands
talk to the one who gave you
all the light in your eyes
all the light in your eyes

No use pretendin'
you never existed
til you saw the light, yeahh

oooh oooh oooh oooh

I woke up and called this morning
The tone of your voice was a warning
That you don't care for me anymore

I made up the bed we sleep in
I looked at the clock when you creep in
6 AM and I'm alone

Did you know when you go it's the perfect ending
To the bad day, i was just beginning
When you go all i know is
You're my favorite mistake

Now your friends are sorry for me

My friend the communist
Holds meeting in his RV
I can't afford his gas
So I'm stuck here watching TV
I don't have digital
I don't have diddly squat
It's not having what you want
It's wanting what you've got

CHORUS
I'm gonna soak up the sun
I'm Gonna tell everyone
To lighten up (I'm gonna tell 'em that)
I've got no one to blame
For every time I feel lame
I'm looking up I'm gonna soak up the sun

God, I feel like hell tonight
Tears of rage I cannot fight
I'd be the last to help you understand
Are you strong enough to be my man?

Nothing's true and nothing's right
So let me be alone tonight
Cause you can't change the way I am
Are you strong enough to be my man?

Lie to me
I promise I'll believe
Lie to me
But please don't leave, leave, don't leave

I have a face I cannot show

Hey let's party
Let's get down
Let's turn the radio on
This is the meltdown
Get out the camera
Take a picture
The drag queens and the freaks
Are all out on the town
And cowboy Jim's in bed
Nursing a swollen head

[Chorus]
Sunshine Sally and Peter Ustanov
Don't like the scene anyhow
I dropped acid on a Saturday night
Just to see what the fuss was about
well there goes the neighborhood