Zoo time is she and you time
The mammals are your favorite type and you want her tonight
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You hear the thunder of stampeding rhinos, elephants and TACKY tigers
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
But it ain't me who's gonna leave
Flying, domestic flying
And when the stewardess is near, don't you show any fear
Heartbeat, increasign heartbeat
You are a khaki-colored bombardier,
it's Hiroshima that you're nearing
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
But it ain't me who's gonna leave
Daily, except for sunday
You dawdle into the cafe, where you meet her each day
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
As twenty cannibals have hold of you, they need their protein just like you do
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
But it ain't me who's gonna leave
Shower, another shower
You've got to look the best for her and be clean everywhere
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
The rain is pouring on the foreign town, the bullets cannot cut you down
This town ain't big enough for the both of us
But it ain't me who's gonna leave
Census, the latest census
There'll be more girls who live in town, though not enough to go around
Heartbeat, increasing heartbeat
You know that this town isn't big enough, not big enough
For the both of us
This town isn't big enough, not big enough for the both of us
And I ain't gonna leave
The Darkness VS Sparks. This town aint big enough for the both of them, indeed but I love Justin's version. Drama, rock and falsetto. But I have to say that I do prefer the original. Still, I'm glad it's been covered as it was a treat hearing it played again on national radio.
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No, no use in lecturing them, or in threatening them
They will just say "who are you"
Is that a question or not, and you see that the plot
Is predictable, not new
But you're still stunned at the things you will do
No, no use in taking their time or in wasting two dimes
On a call to God knows who
When all you feel is the rain and it's hard to be vain
When no person looks at you
So just be gracious and wait in the queue
CHORUS:
So when do I get to sing "My Way"
When do I get to feel like Sinatra felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
When do I get to do it my way
When do I get to feel like Sid Vicious felt
When do I get to sing "My Way"
In heaven or hell
Yes, it's a tradition they say, like a bright Christmas Day
And traditions must go on
And though I say, yes I see, no I really don't see
Is my smiley face still on?
Sign your name with an X, mow the lawn
They'll introduce me, "Hello, hello"
Women seduce me and champagne flows
Then the lights go low
There's only one song I know
CHORUS
There, this home which once was serene, now is home to the screams
And to flying plates and shoes
But I have no souvenirs of these crackerjack years
Not a moment I could choose
And not one offer that I could refuse
yay good song!!
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