Ebony And Ivory


 

Music and lyrics Paul McCartney & Stevie Wonder

Superstition


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MP3 & lyric Stevie Wonder

Very superstitious, writings on the wall,
Very superstitious, ladders bout' to fall,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck, the good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then we suffer,
Superstition ain't the way.

Very superstitious, wash your face and hands,
Rid me of the problems, do all that you can,
Keep me in a daydream, keep me goin' strong,
You don't want to save me, sad is my song.

When you believe in things you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, yeh, yeh.

Very superstitious, nothin' more to say,
Very superstitious, the devil's on his way,
Thirteen month old baby, broke the lookin' glass,
Seven years of bad luck, good things in your past.

When you believe in things that you don't understand,
Then you suffer,
Superstition ain't the way, no, no, no.

Stevie Wonder


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Part Time Lover


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MP3 and lyric Stevie Wonder
Album In Square Circle
Year 1985

Call up, ring once, hang up the phone
to let me know you made it home
don't want nothing to be wrong with part-time lover

If she's with me i'll blink the lights
to let you know tonight's the night
for me and you my part-time lover

We are undercover passion on the run
chasing love up against the sun
we are strangers by day, lovers by night
knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right

If i'm with friends and we should meet
just pass me by, don't even speak
know the word's "discreet" when part-time lovers

But if there's some emergency
have a male friend to ask for me
so then she won't peek its really you my part-time lover

We are undercover passion on the run
chasing love up against the sun
we are strangers by day, lovers by night
knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right

We are undercover passion on the run
chasing love up against the sun
we are strangers by day, lovers by night
knowing it's so wrong, but feeling so right

I've got something that i must tell
last night someone rang our doorbell
and it was not you my part-time lover

And then a man called our exchange
but didn't want to leave his name
i guess that two can play the game
of part-time lovers

you and me, part-time lovers
but, she and he, part-time lovers