Intro : (x4)
J ust a minute b efore you leave g irl
J ust a mi nute before you touch the do or.
W hat is it that you're trying to achie ve girl?
D o you th ink we can talk about it some mo re?
You know the streets are filled with vi pers
Who'v e lost all ray of ho pe
Y ou know it ain't even safe no more
In the pal ace of the Pope.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
I just don't t hink that I could h andle it.
D on't fall ap art on me ton ight
Y esterday's just a m emory
Tom orrow is never what it's supp osed to be
And I n eed you yea h.
C ome over here from over there g irl
S it down here. You can have my ch air.
I can't see us goin' anywhere gi rl.
Th e only place open is a thousand miles away and I can't take y ou there.
I wis h I'd have been a do ctor
Maybe I'd have saved some life that had been lost
M aybe I'd have done some good in the world
'Stead of burni ng every bridge I crossed.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
I just don't think t hat I could ha ndle it.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
Y esterday's just a m emory
Tom orrow is never what it's supp osed to be
And I n eed you oh yeah.
I ain't too goo d at conversation girl
S o you might no t know exactly how I f eel
B ut if I could I'd bri ng you to the mountaintop girl
A nd build you a house m ade out of stainless s teel.
But i t's like I'm stuck inside a p ainting
That' s hanging in the Lou vre
M y throat start to tickle and my nose itches
But I know th at I can't move.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
I just don't think th at I could han dle it.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
Y esterday's gone but the pas t lives on
Tom orrow's just one step b eyond
And I n eed you oh yeah.
W ho are these people who are w alking towards you?
Do you know them or will there be a f ight?
With their h umorless smiles so e asy to see through
Can they tell you what's wrong from what's r ight?
D o you remember S t. James Street
W here you blew Jackie P.'s m ind?
You were so f ine Clark Gable would have f ell at your feet
And l aid his l ife on the l ine.
L et's try to get bene ath the surface was te girl
N o more booby traps and bo mbs No more decadence and charm
N o more affection that's misplaced girl
N o more mudcake creat ures lying in your arms.
What about that millionaire with the drumsticks in his pants?
He lo oked so baffled and so be wildered
W hen he played and we didn't dance.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
I just don't think th at I could han dle it.
D on't fall a part on me ton ight
Y esterday's just a m emory
Tom orrow is never what it's supp osed to be
And I n eed you yeah.
