She smelled like flowers, she tastes like toffee She kissed me slowly, she held me softly Got too close and she backed up off me Left me stone cold

filename[ WEDONT WE DON'T WANT TO GO Bob Clayton, c. 1984 The music's gone on all night long

CHORUS CHORUS --------------------------------------- -------------------------- Written by Bob Clayton, copyright by the author 1987. "Yes I really feel that way, I don't like the worst

Folksong Gig from Hell or, We Only Do it for the Money (Bob Clayton) We were with a singer friend

A SONG FOR FOLK-LEGACY (Or A Record Edged in Black) written with a bow to tradition, by Bob Clayton

some of the lead vocals were sung by African-American session singer, Merry Clayton, (misspelled

I remember the year that Clayton Delaney died They said for the last two weeks that he suffered

Does he love me? I wanna know. How can I tell if he loves me so? (Is it in his eyes?) Oh no, you'll be deceived. (Is it in his eyes?) Oh no, he'll

Merry merry merry go round bring his love back to me Merry merry merry go round I'm as blue as can

Duke Ellington Merry mending to you Merry mending merry mending May your convalescence be fun