Lita Ford - Joe


Twenty-one, so young and tender but blue 
I remember, I remember laughing for no reason with you 
Laughing 

Sharing a bottle on the stairs 
That led to your wooden room 
Full of cigarettes and green glass bottles 

Yesterday's meal by the matress on the floor 
Where we danced... 
In the garden below your window 
Where I first began to know 
To know you 
Joe 

Whisper the memory but not too loud 
Remember the symphony when we were allowed, to play? 
Touch my hand, show me how, stroke my brow 
I need to know now that I can dance with you 
I wanna dance with you, I wanna dance 
Like I did when I first began to know you, Joe 
A now I gotta say 

I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 

So I'm sittin' here with the sun about to smile 
About to show it's face and take away my little fantasy 
Break out the phonograph, play some "Billie" for me 
One more time before I go 
Let it shine, shine, shine, shine on me 
I think I wanna know, wanna know you, Joe 

I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 

I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 

Sit down in the back room 
And throw me over the bar 
Fly me up to your sky, moon 
A-now 
A-beep-bop-ba-da-dee-yah 
A-what? 
Oh, that's it 
I know it sounds kinda crazy 
I think I wanna know, wanna know you, Joe 
Yeah! 

I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
I think I wanna ride 
I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
I think I wanna ride 
And I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
I think I wanna ride 
Well, I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet 
Yeah, yeah...

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