Billy Falcon: Music-Videos

• MP3 short clip, hi-fi play (broadband)
• MP3 short clip, lo-fi play (modem)

Walking along down by the docks, feeling sorry for myself
Gazing out on the water just skipping rocks
Thinking the last few years sure have been hell
It’s like I’m stuck in a movie that no one comes to see
I’m out here playing all night long, but no one’s watching me
‘Cause there’s no bright lights or star-dust to see
Just real desperation and a sleepless dream, dream, dream

And it’s just another lonely night
It’s just another lonely night
And I’m all alone, hey girl, I’m all alone

And I’d sell my soul for a tank of gasoline
And the open road, just you and me
Why can’t I, why can’t I
Give up this dream and be satisfied

‘Cause I want a girl like Shirley Temple
I want a woman like Faye Dunaway
I want a girl like Shirley Temple
I want a woman like Faye Dunaway, hey

It’s another Saturday night and I ain’t got no money
Nothin’ cookin’, so I’ll sit here and sob
No good vibrations, no great expectations
I got it worse than Sam Cooke; at least he had a job
I need a woman who’s strong, but not too for tears
Someone to make me laugh when the hours seem like years
A girl with bright shining eyes and a warm calling smile
To pull me out of the corner when I’m runnin’ to hide
She’s so hard to find

And it’s just another lonely night, oh no no!
It’s just another lonely night, oh no no,
Here comes another lonely night and I’m all alone

Hey girl I’m all alone
‘Cause I want a girl like Shirley Temple
I want a woman like Faye Dunaway
I want a girl like Shirley Temple
I want a woman like Faye Dunaway, hey
Here comes another lonely night, here comes another lonely night
And I’m all alone, and I’m all alone,
Alone