Oh what a shame that your pockets did bleed on St. Valentine's
And you sat in a chair thinking:
"Boy I'm such a Prince!"
Well life's a train that goes from February on day by day
But it's making a stop on April first
Chorus:
And you will believe in love
All all that it's supposed to be
But just until the fish start to smell
And you're struck down by a hammer
Sure you were swift when the handsome Greek boys dropped by with gifts
You are suave thanks to ribbons that opened sesame
But in the stars and closer to home in every planet
It ain't hard for me and dear JoJo to see
Chorus
So let it all go by looking at the sky
Wondering if there are clouds and stuff in hell

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1986
Shoot 'Em Up
Yard Sale
Helpless
Come from heaven
Beer, Beer, Beer
Linha Do Equador
Host
No Sleep 'Till Brooklyn
Darkling Days
I Wanna Live
Big City Nights
Sunday Mornin Comin Down
Cruel Inventions
ON MY HONOR
Mickey
Ol' Evil Eye
Ravers
Taste So Good
CRUSH
It Matters
I Can Dig It
You'll never be so wrong
Baby Have Some Faith