Just Go Away Lyrics – Blondie

O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see you any more
Put up or shut up
You spell, you read
D O O R
You got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
Your foot is firmly entrenched where a molar should be
If you talk much louder you could get an award
From the federal communications board

Don't be cruel
Be a thing-sweet thing as a rule
Don't be sad
I left you in the street, you're pre-fab
I had to get away

Don't go away sad
Don't go pre-fab
Don't go be bad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)

O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see you here no more
Pack it and move it
You spell, you read O U T out

Don't be bad
A mad hatter's beret
Sometimes you look like you just mad an escape
Don't be mad
Or lose your medicaid cool
Of course cool rhymes with fool

Don't go be bad
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)

O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see ya curse and pout
Pack it and move it
Ya spell, ya read O U T out

You got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
Your foot is firmly entrenched where a molar should be
Don't be mad or lose your medicaid cool
Of course cool rhymes with fool

Don't go pre-fab
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)

Don't go pre-fab
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)
Go away and stay away

"Plastic Letters" (1977)

Fan Mail Lyrics – Blondie

I set my hand to writing you
It drifted off the page
I sold my one vision for a piece of the cake
I haven't ate in days
For unspoken value, aesthetic and charm
I'd smile at you sideways
But the lighting is wrong, I'm taking a picture and counting the cost
While the bells in my ears keep ringing

I set my hand to writing you
It drifted of the page
I nearly fell, I feel like a lowlife in hell
And I haven't slept in days and days, days and days

Beat on my Fender through my Gemini 2
Play to the posters on the wall of my room
Thought I was crazy when I'd think about you
And the bells in my ears keep ringing
And the bells in my ears keep ringing
In my ear bells are ringing

Denis Lyrics – Blondie

Oh Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you, Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you, Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you
Denis Denis, oh with your eyes so blue
Denis Denis, I've got a crush on you
Denis Denis, I'm so in love with you

Oh when we walk it always feels so nice
And when we talk it seems like paradise
Denis Denis I'm so in love with you

You're my king and I'm in heaven every time I look at you
When you smile it's like a dream
And I'm so lucky 'cause I found a boy like you

Denis Denis, avec tes yeux si bleux
Denis Denis, moi j'ai flashe a nous deux
Denis Denis, un grand baiser d'eternite

Denis Denis, je suis si folle de toi
Denis Denis, oh embrasse-moi ce soir
Denis Denis, un grand baiser d'eternite

Oh Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you, Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you, Denis doo-be-do
I'm in love with you

Bermuda Triangle Blues (Flight 45) Lyrics – Blondie

Flight 45, last seen alive on the runway
Leaving for some fun in the hot tropic sun (back next Monday)
And our friends are at the airport
Cousin Bill says, "Enjoy the water sports"
As we fly into the mystery
The film comes on and the Earth recedes
Several hours out - 20 minutes south of Bermuda
The communication's gone - something has to be so wrong
And it must be Jesus calling
The silver ship, the blue sea falling
Death was in that poison wave and in its gulf a fitting grave

The coast guard said they might be found
They know just where the plane went down

Youth Nabbed As Sniper Lyrics – Blondie

Don't look in here, yeah
Sundown finds him out of town on the overpass
His inner self glued to his point twenty-two
Dirty metal in the speed of night, lights and broken glass
My heart can destroy all I see
Moving streets all make me lonely
Come to me and be mine only
I can hide us far from sight, but you must wait and I must fight this nothingness
Walls, I see my little room
I hear my parent's friends
I hope that my actions make amends
I would like to kill for love but I don't know how
Here I lie so high above the crowd
Busy streets all make me lonely
Come to me and be mine only

I can move us through the night, but you must wait and I must fight this emptiness
Black top burns with silent screams
Others stop my dreams
Lightning Crash! Crash! Crash!
Fear causes some to live, others die real cool
I died in the evening after school
Be mine only
Be my own
Be mine only
Be my own

Contact In Red Square Lyrics – Blondie

1 2 3 4
Although I'm young I got a job to do
Hid the microfilm in the lining of my shoe
Call it a business trip
Got to hide inside my trench coat and be clever
I got my papers and a cyanide pill
My Polaroid's a taser in disguise
There's a base in the hills
And the wheat fields looks like Kansas in November

Astrovia, sweet comrade, your nation is your gun
Your love reads like the broken code you sent me
One last contact in red square, unless I have to run
And the long arms of the KGB detect me

Can't trust a soul, secret messenger
Just the rules that lie like circuits in your brain
And a cool .45. The wind is ice and foreign air tastes strange

I.C.B.M. Bang! Bang! You're dead!
No one left to worry
Kiss me quick, now I have to hurry
Our last contact in red square, unless I have to run
And the long arms of the CIA detect me

Hey! Hey! Hey!

(I'm Always Touched) By Your Presence Dear Lyrics – Blondie

Was it destiny
I don't know yet
Was it just by chance? Could this be Kismet?
Something in my consciousness told me you'd appear
Now I'm always touched by your presence dear
When we play at cards you use an extra sense (it's really not cheating)
You can read my hand, I've got no defence
When you sent your messages whispered loud and clear
I am always touched by your presence dear
Floating past the evidence of possibilities
We could navigate together, psychic frequencies
Coming into contact with outer entities
We could entertain each one with our theosophies

Stay awake at night and count your R.E.M.'s when you're talking with your super friends
Levitating lovers in the secret stratosphere
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear
I am still in touch with your presence dear, dear, dear, dear, dear

I'm On E Lyrics – Blondie

I'm on E. I'm on E. I'm on E. Got nothin' to say. I used to have a car of my own
I'm on E. I'm on E. I'm on E for England. Laid out for maybe a week
I've walked my feet to the bone
I'd give my life for a car of my own
I'm on E. I'm on E. Two weeks ago Saturday I was on TV. I'd like a show of my own
But you see I'm still on E even though everything is happening to me
So when you're drivin' on home
Don't regret your loan

I'm on E. I'm on E. I gave my car to a guy named Vinnie. I feel like gassin' my feet
They've totalled me and skipped a beat. I used to have a car of my own

28 or 58. Walking to refrigerator
To the pump, do the bump
Still on E, I'll think of something
I'm on E and I'm on E
I'll never have to stop my feet
28 or 58
Walking to refrigerator
To the pump, do the bump
Still on E, I'll think of something
I'm on E and I'm on E
I'll never have to fill my feet up

[Whistle until fade]

I Didn't Have The Nerve To Say No Lyrics – Blondie

You got ants in your pants, I don't understand, I don't trust the flick of your eyes
You're a viper and love's a fever
You said something profane and went for a vein but in spite of your delicate touch
I should have known as much. I'm a bleeder
I didn't have the nerve to say no
I didn't have the nerve to say no

You caught me surprised and my will resigned. Torture the minds of them all
You're a brain drain, you'd better beat it
I'm following lines, the blind leads the blind, so hang me or grant me a stay
You better cut me loose or hand me a noose

I didn't have the nerve to say no
I didn't have the nerve to say no

There's no end to the problem
Of a bad situation. Complication
No, no, no, no, ah
There's no end to the problem
And frustration. I need a vacation
No, no, no, no, ah
And I know I couldn't
And I know that I couldn't say no

Love At The Pier Lyrics – Blondie

We fell in love down at the pier
You were sunbathing, I was around
Soon we were sharing a beer
We fell in love at the pier
I'm no sentimental slob so don't think I'm queer
You got something baby and it ain't just my beer
Well, maybe it's the hot pants, maybe the heat
Or was it the sneakers you kicked of your feet?

I sat under my umbrella to keep my pearly skin
You tanned your oily body looking like sin
Well, soon I was sweating and I wanted to leave
You slipped into the water from too much grease

Well, I saw you yelling. I just couldn't hear
So I screamed back at you "Honey keep the beer!"
We never consummated our outside love affair
Too much tar and water, too much hot air

Oh, what a tragic end to love that was lost
We would have stood a chance if we met in the frost, but
We fell in love down at pier
You were sunbathing, I was around
Now I go to beaches with my girlfriend
No more love splinters in my rear end

No Imagination Lyrics – Blondie

Eyes that tell me "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, looking for the door
I don't wanna stay with you. I just wanna play with you
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You think you're pretty, well, so do I. You came to me but, passion eyes
Got no imagination to clutter up my head

Eyes that mirror innocence and cannot sense the changes
Lets have another drink, dear, before we get deranged
I can see me in the morning; avoiding your detection
Slowly down the staircase, looking for the door

All is fair in love and war but I don't want your love no more
One sweet abbreviation sleeping like the dead
You're fragile and you're very green, conditioned by a milk machine
Got no imagination. Got no imagination. No

Take a walk, kid

Eyes that tell me "Baby, you don't need no invitation"
Let me smoke another cigarette before I make a move
I can see me in the morning; losing my direction
Deep inside my overcoat, footsteps for the door

Kidnapper Lyrics – Blondie

Hey, you've got an unnerving face
And twitching eyes like Norman Bates
You got a cigarette, eye on a mirror
Farm boy brown gas station sweeper
You took that girl, you put the saddle on her
Just thirteen, she's her daddy's apple
And she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh-huh
Hey, your Daddy's Whiskey Sam
He's got bloodshot eyes like Ray Milland
Playing solitaire, your Mother fidgets
You wanna be rich but you won't dig ditches
She bitches like a brat, she got the money
People breaking their necks and she thinks it's funny
Where's your old man now? Nobody's home, uh-huh

Kidnapper

Hey, they call you Skinny Jim
And nobody knows the boat you're in
They dipped your tail when you were back in school
Well, you're a real strange cake but your nobody's fool
So you took that girl and you put the saddle on her
Just thirteen, she's fresh out of diapers
And she don't know you're the kidnapper, uh-huh
She don't know you're the kidnapper, uh-huh
I said "She don't know you're the kidnapper," uh-huh

Detroit 442 Lyrics – Blondie

You know he can't be tested, he can't be read or found
Urban grey takes breath away, he wants to push his pedal to the ground
And the night's what's right, puts him at the wheel
Well, I eat danger, any stranger is all right
Feel hot to go like Jimmy O, dodging flying objects at the show
And the lights make me fight
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you

This town's a concrete factory and Dad and Mum look just like me
I'm on the plant assembly line. Too late now. Too far behind
You said you wanna hang around, no-one really cares where you go
Take your time. Things never change

In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you
In Detroit 442, maybe, baby, I could ride with you

One more to market, one more piggie, and they all, they all look just like me, yeah

Cautious Lip Lyrics – Blondie

(All the way down do it
Another way down
Why, yeah. What do you know, huh?)
I seen you skip
That cautious lip
Now tell me this
Through that cautious lip
You can be bit
As I make you it
I seen you skip
That cautious lip
A chance you'll fit
That cautious lip
It's just these things
Not really gifts
It's just these things
Not really gifts
I seen you skip
That cautious lip

I seen you skip
That cautious lip
But never miss
My bouncing hips
A girl so sweet
A love so strong
I seen you skip
I see you tip
You can be bit
As I make you it
I seen you skip
That cautious lip
Ah, I seen you skip
That cautious lip
Ah, cautious lip
Cautious lip
You can be bit
I'll make you it
I seen you skip
Cautious lip
Change your fit
Skip of the lip
Oh, oh, not really get
Skip lip

What's going on?
No way

"Blondie" (1976)

X-Offender Lyrics – Blondie

[Spoken]
I saw you standing on the corner, you looked so big and fine.
I really wanted to go out with you, so when you smiled,
I laid my heart on the line
You read me my rights and then you said "Let's go" and nothing more
I thought of my nights, and how they were
They were filled with

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

We sat in the night with my hands cuffed at my side
I look at your life and your style
I wanted nothing more
I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

Walking the line, you were a marksman
Told me that law, like wine, is ageless
Public defender
You had to admit
You wanted the love of a sex offender

I know you wouldn't go
You'd watch my heart burst then you'd step in
I had to know so I asked
You just had to laugh

My vision in blue, I call you from inside my cell
And in the trial, you were there
With your badge and rubber boots

I think all the time how I'm going to perpetrate love with you
And when I get out, there's no doubt I'll be sex offensive to you

Little Girl Lies Lyrics – Blondie

She loves you right now, so don't close your eyes
She'll be talking and laughing with six other guys
Flirtatious and cute, she'll take you the route
Telling Little Girl Lies
He loves her so much, he don't wanna lose her
And there's no other girl he likes to ball better
But he's busy tonight, "We'll make it tomorrow"
He's telling his Little Girl Lies

That's how the Little Girl Lies
He's telling his Little Girl Lies
Those Little Girl Lies gonna catch up to you
And you'll be sorry!

Making excuses why she can't meet you later
She's not really ill, someone else got to date her
Mixed up and confused, it'll catch up to you
Telling Little Girl Lies

They tell the Little Girl Lies
He's telling his Little Girl Lies
That's how your Little Girl Lies
She's been telling you Little Girl Lies
That's how his Little Girl Lies
She been telling him Little Girl Lies
Those Little Girl Lies gonna catch up to you and you'll be sorry
Boo hoo
Boo hoo

In The Flesh Lyrics – Blondie

Darlin' darlin' darlin'
I can't wait to see you
Your picture ain't enough
I can't wait to touch you in the flesh
Darlin' darlin' darlin'
I can't wait to hear you
Remembering your love
Is nothing without you in the flesh

Went walking one day on the lower East side
Met you with a girlfriend, you were so divine
She said, "Hands off this one sweetie, this boy is mine."
I couldn't resist you - I'm not deaf, dumb, and blind

Darlin' darlin' darlin'
Now you're out of town
Those girls that you run with
They bring my head down
Ooh Darlin' darlin'
Watch out if I see you
'Cause if you say hello
It'll mean you wanna see me in the flesh

Ooh warm and soft, in the flesh
Ooh close and hot, in the flesh
Ooh

Look Good In Blue Lyrics – Blondie

You look good in blue
It matches your skin, your eyes dripping with pain
Someone like you
Getting off on the lies 'cause it dulls your surprise again
If it's alright with you
I could give you some head and shoulders to lie on
You look good in blue
I know what you mean when you say you've seen the end
Someone like you
Been at it again, you knew what was up in the end
If it's alright with you
I could give you some head and shoulders to lie on

Throw your weight on me baby
Don't complain on me baby
Escape in me, next to me
I'm tired, always tired and I got not place to sleep
Don't mind dividing down the line
Can't say that I'm complaining 'cause I got no place to play, yeah
Don't mind dividing down the line

You look good in blue
It matches your skin, your eyes dripping with pain
If it's alright with you
I could give you some head and shoulders to lie on
Yes, I could give you some head and shoulders to lie on

In The Sun Lyrics – Blondie

Surf's up
In the sun, I'm waiting for the day
Having fun, in warm far away
Moonlight nights, water seems so clear
Ooh city lights while I'm still waiting here

In the sun, it's for everyone
In the sun, were gonna have some fun
In the sun, were gonna shoot the tube
I'll do it for you, my paka lola luau love

New York isle is covered by grey
Concrete piles, blues play my way
Tropic haze, pineapple sky
Perfect wave, hurricane eye

In the sun, it's for everyone
In the sun, were gonna have some fun
In the sun, were gonna shoot the tube
I'll do it for you, my paka lola luau love

In the sun, it's for everyone
In the sun, were gonna have some fun
In the sun, were gonna shoot the tube
I'll do it for you, my paka lola luau love

Where is my wave?
Where is my wave?

A Shark In Jets Clothing Lyrics – Blondie

I always had my eyes on you but you came from across the line
I had to make good time to see you but you had to pay the fine
All the boys on my side knew that you were the shark
If you were found on the borderline you'd be shot in the dark
Don't wear those clothes again, they don't make it in this crowd
Don't go out D.T.K., you'll wear your best suit in the ground
We're meeting in a neutral zone: the last car on the train
The love you brought shaking up my bones and crawling through our veins
We always met at the edge of a blade and we left at the end of the fight
Of all the girls you've played and you laid why did this one have to be white?
They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high, got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie. We better quit before you're through

They're gonna get ya at 12 o'clock high, got their sights set low on you
You better believe me, I wouldn't lie. We better quit before you're through

Man Overboard Lyrics – Blondie

Man overboard, sinking in a sea of love
Man overboard, he jumped, didn't need a shove
Oh, I've been sailing the sea of love, experiencing romance
With what I know (with what I know) he never stood a chance
He gave it all for love
He gave it all for love

Said, lower the boats, he's sinking in a sea of love
Lower the boats, he's sinking in a sea of love
Yeah, I've been sailing the sea of love, experiencing romance
With what I know (with what I know) he never stood a chance

No! Man overboard
Man overboard
Man overboard
Man overboard
Throw him a line
Man overboard

He gave it all for love
He gave it all for love
He gave it, he gave it all for love
Man overboard
(He gave it)

Rip Her To Shreds Lyrics – Blondie

(Hey! Psst PSST! Here she comes now.)
Oh, you know her, would you look at that hair
Yeah, you know her, check out those shoes
She looks like she stepped out of the middle of somebody's blues

She looks like the Sunday comics
She thinks she's Brenda Starr
Her nose job is real atomic
All she needs is an old knife scar

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Red eye shadow! Green mascara!
Yuck! She's too much

She looks like she don't know better
A case of partial extreme
Dressed in a Robert Hall sweater
Acting like a soap opera queen

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds

She got the nerve to tell me she's not on it
But her expression is too serene
Yeah, she looks like she washes with Comet
Always looking to create a scene

Yeah, she's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull, come on rip her to shreds
She's so dull. Rip her to shreds

Oh, you know her, "Miss Groupie Supreme"
Yeah, you know her, "Vera Vogue" on parade
Yeah, you know her, with the fish-eating grin
She's so dull

Yeah, she got the nerve to tell me!
Huh, she's so dull
Yeah, there she goes now
She making out with King Kong
She take her boat to Hong Kong
Well, bye bye sugar
And not a minute too soon

Rifle Range Lyrics – Blondie

I was all alone with the scent of a bone
And my heart was stuck in this emptiness zone
I had not a care, though I wanted to hear
The voice of a maiden who was playing down there
At the rifle range, I lost my heart
At the rifle range, I could not start
At the rifle range, she left me so hot
At the rifle range

Like a victim of truce I was strung on a noose
Cracking at the news of a prey let loose
I turned around to stare at the face she would wear
And I ran through the gallows, her heart was down there

At the rifle range, I lost my heart
At the rifle range, I could not start
At the rifle range, I heard a shot
At the rifle range

If I lose my head, we'll be certainly dead
With visions of acid, how I wish they bled
The drummings of fear cause they're getting so near
And I think of a lion who was devoured down there

Yeah yeah yeah!
At the rifle range, I lost my heart
At the rifle range, I could not start
At the rifle range, I heard a shot
At the rifle range, she left me so hot
At the rifle range

Bang bang! At the rifle range
Bang bang! At the rifle range, bang bang

Kung Fu Girls Lyrics – Blondie

1 2 3 !
Down in Chinatown (the year of the Cock)
He sold the silver belt, put it in hock
Fistful of money, mouth full of gold
Soon to be free of all armful of holes

She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl
Uh eow!

He got the address symbolised in Cantonese
Then asked a native, "Some assistance, please"
She took him to the secret door, he was kissing the floor
Don't know much more

She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl
Heng lu Cindy Sue
Difo difong hacking hu

In a flash of recollection of oriental pride
She threw him to the side
Got the address, gave the door a knock
What happened next caused quite a shock
She was standing, looking out the door
He was kicked to the floor
Don't know much more

She was a kung fu girl, kung fu girl
Uh eow
Kung fu
Cindy Sue
Oh, I wanna get close to you

You're my kung fu girl
You're my kung fu girl
Oh my oriental pearl
Kung fu
Cindy Sue
Oh, I wanna get close to you
You're my kung fu girl
You're my kung fu girl, get down

The Attack Of The Giant Ants Lyrics – Blondie

Giant ants from space snuff the human race
Then they eat your face, never leave a trace
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la
They shoot fire all around. Tokyo burns down
Everybody drowns. The moon falls on the ground
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la

They can't be stopped at all. The buildings start to fall
Soldiers shoot all day and then they run away
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la

The world is holocaust. Everything is lost
Mankind is destroyed. Sprinkled in the void
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la

Giant ants from space waste the human race
Then they eat your face, never leave a trace
La la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la

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Call Me (Ben Liebrand Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're coming from
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, he speaks the languages of love
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, amore, chiamami, chiamami
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day-ay

Call me! (call me, call me, call me, call me)

Take me out and show me off
And put me on the scene
Dress me in the fashions
Of the nineteen-eighteen's
You're a man, no in-between
You know what your words can mean

Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me (call me) for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me (call me)in my life
Call me (call me) in a sweet design
Call me, call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me), ah
Call me, ooh-ooh
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any anytime
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me for some sweet delight
Call me (call me), uh-huh
Call me [ad lib]
Call Me!

Feel The Spin (Extended Version) Lyrics – Blondie

Uno, dos, uno dos tres quatro
Hey, now honey, I'm about to begin
Hear the intention near me again
Been to impatient and I'm ready to spill
So tired of waiting for my turn to thrill

Trying to fly, trying to get a break
A space to move and a movement to make
Triangle toes, two loves continue
Why in the world? I'm a circular girl

Ooh, baby I feel the spin
Turning me round and round
Taking me out of town
Ooh, I feel the spin
Messing me round and round
Making my madness drown

Hey, now honey, my rotations set in
To a driving dimension, do it again
Hey, I'm standing on top of the world
Grinning and spinning, free as a bird

I'm dizzy from pressure, I hold out for pleasure
A space to move and some music to make
I'm spellbound from watching your radio hula
Hips over me, oh, I'm a circular girl

Ooh, baby I feel the spin
Turning me round and round
Taking me out of town
Ooh, I feel the spin
Messing me round and round
Making my madness drown

Ooh, I feel the spin
Taking me round and round
Throwing me out of bounds
Ooh, I feel the spin
Throwing me around

I'm dizzy from pressure, I hold out for pleasure
A space to move and some music to make
I'm spellbound from watching your radio hula
Hips over me, oh, I'm a circular girl

Ooh, baby I feel the spin
Turning me round and round
Taking me out of town
Ooh, I feel the spin
Messing me round and round
Making my madness drown

Ooh, I feel the spin
Taking me round and round
Throwing me out of bounds
Ooh, baby I feel the spin
Throwing me around
Driving me out of town

Heart Of Glass (Disco Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind (my mind)
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you, it's just no good
You teasing like you do

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising, yeah

Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light

Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind

In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you, it's just no good
You teasing like you do

Backfired Lyrics – Blondie

Backfired
Your plan, your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

You came into my life to test me
Your diplomatic drag depressed me
The glitter in your eyes undressed me
You were polished slick
Really thick
Wasting time dropping lines like
"I could get you into movies"

But we wound up at Hot Jo's for hamburgers to go

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

To steal my mind was your objective
The way you spoke was too aggressive
The silly jokes were not impressive
Like "A travelling salesman met a farmer with three daughters", yet
All the quips were so suggestive

Then we ran down to Hot Jo's for hamburgers to go

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

Well, come here my little dear, I've got what it takes
Give me just what I want and I'll give you a break
Well, don't slip on your lips cause you're talking so fast
Buying for first, crying for last
Well come on my little lady, don't shoot me down
I've got strong connections all over town
Just drop to a dead stop (what?)

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

You were polished slick. Really thick
Wasting time dropping lines
Backfired

"A travelling salesman met a farmer with three daughters", yet
Backfired

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Couldn't work out no
Backfired
My man, your plan
Backfired in your face
It backfired
Backfired
Your plan just backfired
Oh no, it couldn't work out, backfired
Better get a new line and try it again
Slick performance on demand
Backfired
You better back up fast and head out west
You may still collect
Backfired
It backfired
Your plan backfired
Too bad
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired

Well, come here my little dear, I've got what it takes
Give me just what I want and I'll give you a break
Well, don't slip on your lips cause you're talking so fast
Buying for first, crying for last
Well come on my little lady, don't shoot me down
I've got strong connections all over town
Just drop to a dead stop

Backfired (Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

Backfired
Your plan, your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

You came into my life to test me
Your diplomatic drag depressed me
The glitter in your eyes undressed me
You were polished slick
Really thick
Wasting time dropping lines like
"I could get you into movies"

But we wound up at Hot Jo's for hamburgers to go

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

To steal my mind was your objective
The way you spoke was too aggressive
The silly jokes were not impressive
Like "A travelling salesman met a farmer with three daughters", yet
All the quips were so suggestive

Then we ran down to Hot Jo's for hamburgers to go

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired in your face

Well, come here my little dear, I've got what it takes
Give me just what I want and I'll give you a break
Well, don't slip on your lips cause you're talking so fast
Buying for first, crying for last
Well come on my little lady, don't shoot me down
I've got strong connections all over town
Just drop to a dead stop (what?)

Fire (fire fire fire)
Back (back back back)

Backfired
Your plan backfired
Backfired
My man, your plan backfired

You were polished slick. Really thick
Wasting time dropping lines
Backfired

"A travelling salesman met a farmer with three daughters", yet
Backfired
Backfired
Backfired
Backfired
Backfired
Backfired
It backfired

A new line and try it again
Slick performance on demand
Backfired
You better back up fast and head out west
You may still collect
Backfired
It backfired
Your plan backfired
Too bad
Backfired

Call Me Lyrics – Blondie

Colour me your colour, baby
Colour me your car
Colour me your colour, darling
I know who you are
Come up off your colour chart
I know where you're comin' from
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) my love
You can call me any day or night
Call me

Cover me with kisses, baby
Cover me with love
Roll me in designer sheets
I'll never get enough
Emotions come, I don't know why
Cover up love's alibi

Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) oh my love
When you're ready we can share the wine
Call me

Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, he speaks the languages of love
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, amore, chiamami, chiamami
Ooo-oo-oo-oo-oo, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day-ay

Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me) for a ride
Call me, call me for some overtime
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me in a sweet design
Call me (call me), call me for your lover's lover's alibi
Call me (call me) on the line
Call me, call me any, anytime
Call me (call me)
Oh, call me, oo-hoo-hah
Call me (call me) my love
Call me, call me any, anytime
[fade]

Denis (Dancin' Danny D Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh when we walk it always feels so nice
And when we talk it seems like paradise
Denis Denis I'm so in love with you

You're my king and I'm in heaven every time I look at you
When you smile it's like a dream
And I'm so lucky 'cause I found a boy like you

Denis Denis, oh with your eyes so blue
Denis Denis, I've got a crush on you
Denis Denis, I'm so in love with you

Denis Denis, oh won't you hold me tight?
Denis Denis, please can we kiss all night?
Denis Denis, I'm so in love with you

Oh, Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you

Oh Denis
Oh Denis doo-be-do
Oh Denis doo-be-do

Oh, Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you

Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis
Oh Denis

Oh, Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you
Denis doo-be-do, I'm in love with you

French Kissin' Lyrics – Blondie

Love's touch comes to mean so much
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais
Love's way, s'abandonner
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

Slip into the velvet glove
Parted lips so filled with love
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

Lips upon forbidden places
Lingering in long embraces

Embrasser c'est Francais

French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA
Ay, French kissin'
French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA

Lips are in motion
Ocean to ocean to ocean, ocean to ocean to ocean
Paris is calling
Falling, we're falling, we're falling, falling, we're falling, we're falling

Lips close, then blossom like a rose
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

Lips wide holding you inside
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

Kisses hard, kisses deep
A kiss to wake us from our sleep
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

Take your lover by the hand
Speak in tongues and understand
Embrasser c'est Francais
Embrasser c'est Francais

French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA
Ay, French kissin'
French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA

Lips are in motion
Ocean to ocean to ocean, ocean to ocean to ocean
Paris is calling
Falling, we're falling, we're falling, falling, we're falling, we're falling

French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA
Ay, French kissin', French kissin'
French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA

French kissin', French kissin', French kissin'
French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA

French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA
Ay, French kissin', French kissin', French kissin'
French kissin' in the USA
French kissin' in the USA

In Love With Love (Justin Strauss and Murray Elias Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

In love with love, in love with a passionate heart
In love with love, in love even when we're apart
In love with love, in love with a passionate heart
In love with love, in love even when we're apart
I wondered the difference of how it could last
I heard the celebration of champagne in glass
No wonder, it's no wonder why I'm
In love with love, in love with a passionate heart
In love with love, in love with the form of the art

We love through the fighting of everyday life
Of glass that gets broken and cuts like a knife
I wonder and I wonder why I'm
In love with love, in love with a passionate heart
In love with love, then on with the delicate march

Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
Heart of fire, house of fire

In love with love, in love with a passionate heart
In love with love, on fire with a passionate heart

Ablaze with reflection, our hot house is set
Blazing with a flaming with a fire, it's so passionately racing
With a chaser, it's so hard to keep my wits about me

Yeah yeah yeah

Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire
Heart of fire, house of fire (of fire)
In love with a passionate heart (yeah yeah yeah)
[Ad lib 'til fade]

Platinum Blonde Lyrics – Blondie

I wanna be a platinum blonde
Just like all the sexy stars
Marilyn and Jeane, Jayne, Mae and Marlene
Yeah they, they really had fun
In a luminous day-glo shade
Walk into a bar and I'll have it made
'Cause if that's all it takes; a double processed blonde
I wanna be a platinum blonde
I wanna be a platinum blonde
Be a platinum blonde

Yeah I even tried wearing a wig for a while
It was the right colour, but not the right style
Gonna get some peroxide at the beauty supply
See ya later

I wanna be a platinum blonde
Just like all the sexy stars
Marilyn and Jeane, Jayne, Mae and Marlene
Yeah they, they really had fun

Now if you need me on Sunday and you look twice and see
That platinum blonde is gonna be me
In a double processed luminous day-glo shade
When I get this colour I'll have it made in the shade
Oh, I hope I'm OK
I wanna be a platinum blonde
I wanna be a platinum blonde

Honey, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta, I gotta
I gotta be a platinum blonde
I gotta be a platinum blonde
I gotta be a platinum blonde
I'll hit the bottle baby

Rapture (Original Promo Single Version) Lyrics – Blondie

Toe to toe
Dancing very slow
Barely breathing
Almost comatose
Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture

Back to back
Sacrailiac
Spinless movement
And a wild attack

Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture

Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, do punk rock

Man to man, body muscular
Sismic decibel by the jugular
Wall to wall, tea time technology and a digital ladder
No sign of bad luck in rapture

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!

Rapture (Teddy Riley Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

[Spoken]
And now, here is The Voice
Toe to toe
Dancing very close
Body breathing
Almost comatose

Wall to wall
People hypnotized
And they're stepping lightly
Hang each night in Rapture

Back to back
Sacrailiac
Spinless movement
And a wild attack

Face to face
Sadly solitude
And it's finger popping
Twenty-four hour shopping in Rapture

[Spoken]
The world is very different now, for man holds in his mortal hand
the power to abolish all forms of human poverty and all forms of human life

Fab Five Freddie told me everybody's high
DJ's spinnin' are savin' my mind
Flash is fast, Flash is cool
Francois sez fas, Flashe' no do
And you don't stop, sure shot
Go out to the parking lot
And you get in your car and you drive real far
And you drive all night and then you see a light
And it comes right down and lands on the ground
And out comes a man from Mars
And you try to run but he's got a gun
And he shoots you dead and he eats your head
And then you're in the man from Mars
You go out at night, eatin' cars
You eat Cadillacs, Lincolns too
Mercurys and Subarus
And you don't stop, you keep on eatin' cars
Then, when there's no more cars
You go out at night and eat up bars where the people meet
Face to face, dance cheek to cheek
One to one, man to man
Dance toe to toe
Don't move to slow, 'cause the man from Mars
Is through with cars, he's eatin' bars
Yeah, wall to wall, door to door, hall to hall
He's gonna eat 'em all
Rapture, be pure
Take a tour, through the sewer
Don't strain your brain, paint a train
You'll be singin' in the rain
I said don't stop, do punk rock

[Spoken]
We observe today not a victory of party, party, party, party, party,
(you bet) party, (you bet) party, (you bet)!
Party, party, (you bet) party, party, (you bet) party, party, party, party, party
And now, here is The Voice!

Well now you see what you wanna be
Just have your party on TV
'Cause the man from Mars won't eat up bars when the TV's on
And now he's gone back up to space
Where he won't have a hassle with the human race
And you hip-hop, and you don't stop
Just blast off, sure shot
'Cause the man from Mars stopped eatin' cars and eatin' bars
And now he only eats guitars, get up!

Ooh, ooh oh!
Ooh, ooh oh!

Rush Rush (Extended Version) Lyrics – Blondie

He's on the level if he's inclined
The son of a devil, he wants mine and more
Ooh, he's a high, high climber
Not just a clinging vine
He made the grade, he made his marks, Senor
And guess who's keeping score?
Rush rush, got the yeyo?
Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo
Rush rush, got the yeyo? Uh oh
Yo yo, no no yeyo, uh oh

He's a real speed demon
He's one of a kind
Watching, waiting, winking over his shoulder
He's running out of time

Rush rush to the yeyo
Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo, uh oh
Yo yo, no no yeyo, go go
Rush rush to the yeyo

Never, never take a chance before you know he's in a hurry
Better, better make your mind up boy, he's faster, he's faster, he's faster, he's faster

Rush rush, gimme yeyo
Buzz buzz buzz, gimme yeyo, uh oh
No no, gimme yeyo
Yo yo, dame yeyo, uh oh

Rush rush, gimme yeyo
Buzz buzz buzz, gimme yeyo, uh oh
No no, gimme yeyo
Yo yo, dame yeyo, uh oh

He's a real speed demon
He's one of a kind
Watching, waiting, winking over his shoulder
He's running out of time, time, time, time

Rush rush (rush rush)
Buzz buzz (buzz buzz)
Rush rush rush (rush rush)
Buzz buzz (buzz buzz)
Rush rush (rush rush)
Buzz buzz (buzz buzz)
Rush rush rush (rush rush)
Buzz buzz (buzz buzz), uh oh

Rush rush, gimme yeyo
Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo
Rush rush rush, gimme yeyo
Buzz buzz, gimme yeyo
Yo yo, gimme yeyo
Yo yo, gimme yeyo
[Ad lib 'til fade]

Sunday Girl (French Version) Lyrics – Blondie

Je connais une fille dans une rue déserte,
Froide comme glace mais aussi savoureuse,
Sèche tes pleurs Sunday Girl,

Hey, J'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille,
Il semblait dans un autre monde,
Cours te cacher Sunday Girl,

Dépêches-toi, dépêches-toi et attends,
Toute la semaine absente et pourtant j'attends,
J'ai le cafard,
Je t'en pris viens voir,
Ce que ton amour représente pour moi

Elle ne peut s'intégrer au monde ouvrier,
Le weekend est quand je sens fierté,
Quant (aux) tes rêves Sunday Girl,

Minou, moi je sens très bien ce soir,
Toi et moi, mes parents vont flipper,
Restes chez toi Sunday girl

Hey, J'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille,
Il semblait dans un autre monde,
Cours te cacher Sunday Girl,

Quand je t'ai revu (cet) été, j'ai décidé,
Si ton amour était pareil au mien,
Je peux être Sunday Girl

Dépêches-toi, dépêches-toi et attends,
Toute la semaine absente et pourtant j'attends,
J'ai le cafard,
Je t'en pris viens voir,
Ce que ton amour représente pour moi

Dépêches-toi!

Sunday Girl (The Best Of Blondie Mix) Lyrics – Blondie

I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice cream, but still as sweet
Dry your eyes, Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide, Sunday girl

Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me

She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams, Sunday girl

"Baby, I would like to go out tonight
If I go with you my folks'll get uptight"
Stay at home, Sunday girl
Oooh oooh oooh

He , j'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille
Il semblait dans un autre monde
Cours te cacher Sunday girl

Quand je t'ai revu l'e te j'ai de cide
Si ton amour e tait pareil au mien
Je pourrais e tre Sunday girl

De pe che-toi, de pe che-toi et attends
Toute la semaine absent et pourtant j'attends
J'ai le cafard, je t'en prie viens voir
Ce que ton amour repre sente pour moi
He , j'ai vu ton mec avec une autre fille
Il semblait dans un autre monde
Cours te cacher Sunday girl

I got the blues

The Jam Was Moving (Chris Stein and Debbie Harry Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

The order came directly from the CIA
To start the following investigation
Find out what's the hidden power lying in the grooves
That drives em crazy all across the nation
They found the jam was moving
Go ahead now, go ahead now
It makes the people keep grooving
Go ahead now, go ahead now

The agent, who assigned Jim to investigate
When he came home he found to his amazement
He saw his own children live on Colt 45
And they were rocking popping in the basement

They found the jam was moving
Go ahead now, go ahead now
It makes the people keep grooving
Go ahead now, go ahead now

They found the jam was moving
Go ahead now, go ahead now
It makes the people keep grooving
Go ahead now, go ahead now

When the order came from the CIA
You better look out, and find out what's the hidden power lying in the grooves
They're going crazy crazy crazy crazy all across the nation
Agent said, "Found the jam was moving
Go ahead now, go ahead now
It makes the people keep grooving
Go ahead now"

The jam was moving
The people keep grooving

The Tide Is High (Coldcut Remix) Lyrics – Blondie

The tide is high
The tide is high
The tide is high but I'm holding on
I'm number one

I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh, no
It's not the things you do that tease and hurt me bad
But it's the way you do the things you do to me
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh, no

The tide is high
I'm number one
Number one
Number one

Every girl wants you
But I'll wait, my dear
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh, no

The tide is high
I'm gonna be number one
Number one
Number one

Every girl wants you
But I'll wait, my dear
I'm not the kinda girl who gives up just like that, oh, no

The tide is high
I'm gonna be number one
Number one
Number one
Number one

The tide is high
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high
I'm number one

The tide is high, I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one
The tide is high, I'm holding on
I'm gonna be your number one, your number one

Underground Girl lyrics - blondie

She's an underground girl in an underground world
She never comes around, she stays underground
After was a trip, she rides her lip
She's the coolest girl around, she's the girl from underground
She's the girl that's always right, she's the one who gets uptight
Ask her how she's been, she'll give you some skin
Hey everybody now from all over town
Hey everybody's gonna go underground

For everybody wants to be inside
And nobody knows she's gonna take you for a ride
She's the coolest girl around, she's the girl from underground

For I don't ant to brag, but I'm no dag
Ask her where she's from, she always playing dumb
Well hey now everybody don't fall down
Well hey everybody gotta go underground
Well hey everybody don't want to be inside
Nobody thinks she's gonna take you for a ride

She's the coolest girl around, she's the girl from underground

You can beat her with a whip, she just thinks it's hip
You can see her at night, never in the light
Well hey everybody gonna fall down
Well hey everybody gonna go underground
Well hey everybody wants to be inside
And nobody knows she's gonna take them for a ride
Here we go!

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