Songs About / On: KISS

Finders keepers losers weep
Down on 42nd street
Bare-foot children cryin’my-oh-my
I watched you on the avenue
While other men were having you
I think that you should let your caged bird fly read more »

(part one)
At sunset you hear the soft parade is coming
And the cars and the beast behind, they all start humming
And ooh you got a cool machine, so let’s get it runnin’
We’ll break the silence of the night and you know they’re gonna hear us comin’ read more »

[verse 1:]
She was so sincere
The way she grabbed my hand
And introduced herself
Like no one else has done before
And I can’t lie
I was hypnotized
By the smile, and the talk and the sound of the walk
And when she tried to kiss me
I just stopped
And said to myself this can’t be real
Light to my mind but my heart it could
Could feel something was wrong
Don’t worry (that’s what she said)
Now i
Think back of the night
I remember the things
That made me call at night
And to think I read more »

(brett james)

She said you never tell me that you love me anymore
So I can’t help but wonder if you do
She said if things don’t change you’ll see me walk right out that door
Cause I’ve done everything I know to do
I said I just don’t know what it is you want from me
She said I only want us back the way we used to be
Then she said read more »

Nothing of this
I taste when we kiss
Come back to the land
For a few hours
Let me see you stripped down to the bone read more »

I've heard there's always one that's got to get away
Let him go, even though it's not that easy
I never listen to what the people say
I lose control, I let desire lead me
My conscience aches but it's gonna lose the fight read more »

Kiss me once...and kiss me twice
Then kiss me once again
It’s been a long, long time
Haven’t felt like this, my dear
Since I can’t remember when
It’s been a long, long time read more »

Na na na na
Na na na na na
Oh yeah
You caught my eye baby, I almost fell off my chair
I lost my composure read more »

(Liz Hengber/Mark Irwin)
he was a little too shy, a little too nice
I told my friends he ain't my type,
But that was before he kissed me
I never felt my knees grow weak read more »

Finders keepers losers weep
Down on 42nd Street
Bare-foot children cryin' my-oh-my
I watched you on the avenue
While other men were having you
I think that you should let your caged bird fly read more »