1.Ariel
Music：dean friedman
Way on the other side of the hudson,
Deep in the bosom of suburbia,
I met a young girl, she sang mighty fine,
Tears on my pillow and ave maria.
Standing by the waterfall in paramus park
She was working for the friends-of-bai
She was collecting quarters in a paper cup.
She was looking for change and so was i.
She was a jewish girl. i fell in love with her.
She wrote her number on the back of my hand.
I called her up, i was all out of breath, i said,
'come hear me play in my rock and roll band.
I took a shower and i put on my best blue jeans.
I picked her up in my new vw van.
She wore a peasant blouse with nothing underneath.
I said, 'hi'. she said, 'yeah, i guess i am.'
Ariel
We had a little time, we were real hungry.
We went to dairy queen for something to eat.
She had some onion rings. she had a pickle.
She forgot to tell me that she didn't eat meat.
I had a gig in the american legion hall.
It was a dance for the volunteer ambulance corp.
She was sitting in a corner against the wall.
She would smile and i melted all over the floor.
Ariel
I took her home with me. we watched some tv,
Annette funicello and some guy going steady.
I started fooling around with the vertical hold.
We got the munchies and i made some spaghetti.
We sat and we talked into the night,
While channel 2 was signing off the air.
I found the softness of her mouth.
We made love to bombs bursting in arrrrrriel.
Ariel
2.Company
Words：stuffy shmitt
Music：dean friedman
Got a rich man's dream. wanna swap my taxi on a limousine.
Wanna cash it in. wanna give it all away.
Got a poor man's needs. beans in the bucket and love in the
sheets.
And your sandy eyes. making it all all right.
Something's calling on me...
And i don't know where i'm going.
I don't know where i'm going.
I got no place to be.
Honey, keep me company.
Woke peacefully in a town somehow in new jersey.
In my momma's arms, rocking to the radio.
Now i sing myself to sleep in apartment 4 in building g.
Gotta lock the door. gotta hide the key.
Oh, baby, i'm free...
And i don't know where i'm going.
I don't know where i'm going.
I got no place to be.
Honey, keep me company.
Now maybe one day i'll be a famous man with an la tan,
A million fans, and a catamaran floating movie stars.
Or maybe one day i'll be a bum in the gutter with a bottle in my
hands.
And your sandy eyes making it all all right.
Making it all all right.
Making it all all right.
3.Funny Papers
Music：dean friedman
Pick up the sunday news i need my funny papers
Little orphan annie and me have a rendezvous at 3：00
With mary worth and dick tracy.
And my idea of time well spent is to stay in bed with you 'til
the rent is due.
Get out a checkered cloth i'll pack a picnic basket.
We'll find a clearing in the wood and you can be red riding hood
You may be bad but you're so good.
And my idea of having fun is laying naked in the sun with you.
Put on your sunday clothes i've had an inspiration.
We'll ride downtown on the 'd' and have a window shopping spree
It may be crass but it's free.
And my idea of what to do is making love with you on the avenue.
4.Humor Me
Music：dean friedman
Humor me. humor me.
Don't take what i say too seriously.
It's not that i am insincere. i really do mean everything i say.
It's just that every time you're near i get carried away.
Humor me. humor me.
Anytime i get a little silly, please try not to be dismayed. you
know it's really not my fault.
Just take everything i say with a grain of salt.
You see, underneath this cynical exterior, there's a child in me
waiting for the chance
To prove that all my logic is inferior to romance.
Humor me. humor me.
Don't be frightened by the things you see. sure i know
infatuation's all it is,
Just a stage i'm going through.
So don't be overcome by your defenses,
And you can make believe you love me too.
And i'll humor you.
5.I May Be Young
Music：dean friedman
People always tell me, 'what's your hurry？
You're moving like your pants they are on fire.'
I simply tell them, 'don't you worry,'
While the water in the dam keeps getting higher
And i may be young, but i'm not that young.
And with all those years i've got,
I may have time to kill,
But if you will, i'd rather not.
'kid, i really don't believe your ready. you know you still have
got alot to learn.'
Me, i don't believe you're ever really ready to cross the kind
of bridge you have to burn.
And i may be dumb, but i'm not that dumb.
And i'll make my own mistakes.
And if i'm wrong, well then damn it i'll be wrong!
That's what it takes.
'reevaluate your dreams and visions. you'll wind up with a head
full of regrets.
You're trying to avoid the big decisions. tell my why's it such
a sin to hedge your bets？'
And i may be slow, but i'm not that slow.
And the risks i take, i choose.
'cause unless i last, i'll be doing it all half-asses.
Then what's the use？
6.Love Is Not Enough
Music：dean friedman
If i've managed to learn anything at all from what we've done,
It's that even though it fills the cracks and crevices and mends
the tattered souls,
Still we're each other's nemesis, and two halves do not always
make a whole.
And though you know i've often heard it said we're made of
sterner stuff,
Love is not enough,
Love is not enough.
And all the things i left unsaid, assuming that you knew,
As if there were no question you could read my mind;
And all the times i shut you out and left you hanging- me deaf,
dumb and blind;
And though i know we vowed to stick it out through the easy and
the rough,
Love is not enough,
Love is not enough.
And all the stupid games we played to save out tarnished prides,
As if it really mattered which of us was wrong or right;
And even as we stood and watched it fall apart,
I loved you with all my might.
And thought the heroes in the paperbacks always wind up in the
buff,
Love is not enough,
Love is not enough.
7.Solitaire
Music：dean friedman
Potted plants hanging down from the ceiling, creeping up my
windowsill.
If the cats don't get 'em the winter wind will.
But i am a fool and i water them everyday.
Have some faith in what's-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
Both of us drink from a fountain of feeling, waiting for the
blood to spill.
If the doubts don't get us then the apathy will.
But i am a fool and i worship you everyday.
Have some faith in what's-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
Hiding the hurt or fighting and bickering, thinking that we've
had our fill.
If the lies don't do it then the honesty will.
But i am a fool and i water you everyday.
Have some faith in what's-his-name
The deck is stacked but just the same,
I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear,
Than to win a round of solitaire.
8.Song For My Mother
Music：dean friedman
In the hollow of your arms, snuggled up all safe and warn,
You used to tell me tales of unicorns and kings.
But how could i comprehend all the things you told me then
Of your madness and your struggling？
And my mind would swim in fantasies, like a piece of driftwood
in the sea.
I had no touchstone for reality. you were my reality.
Like a dark and unlit room or the far side of the moon,
Your insanity spoke emptiness and fear.
And no matter how i tried, how i questioned and i pried,
I just could not penetrate that thin veneer.
And i know you tried to comfort me, to soothe and reassure me.
But then your strength would always fail and in it's place a
silken veil.
Like a dried and wrinkled prune, a deflated toy balloon,
I cam home and found you strewn across the floor.
And as they lay you on your bed i heard you say,
'if i a dead, how come it just keeps on hurting more and more？'
And you left me in the early spring. all they said was, 'mommy's
resting.'
And how was i to know, so young, it wasn't something i had done？
So please try and understand, i will love you as i can.
I do not blame you; you're not guilty.
But still there's no way to describe the relief i finally found
Upon learning it was you, and not me, that was crazy.
9.The Letter
Music：dean friedman
Autumn seems awful lonely here whenever we think of you.
Last night the sky turned purple and we wanted to share the
view.
Leaves on the trees are turning and the woods are all ablaze
They smell of timber burning in the fireplace.
Sunday we woke up early and we drove out to tice's farms,
Gorging ourselves on all the cider and doughnuts we could fit
under both our arms.
Picking out penny candy in the country store,
Till we collapsed on the porch with our bellies sore.
So what's it like to be on your own, a roaming vagabond, away
from home,
In search of some forgotten door？
Is it half as good as it sounds？ tell me, have you really found
The peace and calm we've all been looking for？
Freckles still misses you. she always sleeps on the floor in
your room.
Ruth says she smells, but you know it's just her very unique
perfume.
The tree in the back bore apples but they're green and full of
worms.
Guess we'll sit tight and wait until the cider turns.
Everyone sends their love; they still don't really believe
you're gone.
Everyone's jealous of this crazy odyssey that you're on.
Hoping this finds you happy and healthy and sane.
I pray that your strength will ease you through the growing
pains.
So what's it like to be on your own, a roaming vagabond, away
from home,
In search of some forgotten door？
Is it half as good as it sounds？ tell me, have you really found
The peace and calm we've all been looking for？
10.Woman Of Mine
Music：dean friedman
I'm gonna find me a cave, i'm gonna shut myself in and not come
out again,
I'm gonna stay there 'til i rot in my grave, and if someone
comes a'knocking,
I just won't let 'em in.
Oh, woman of mine,
You picked a mighty fine time to tell me that you're on your
way.
Now that i'm out of my mind,
Tell me, how the hell i'm ever gonna make it through another
day？
Well, baby, there's just no way.
I'm gonna rob me a bank, i'm gonna get myself arrested and go to
jail,
I'll spend the rest of my life in a tank.
And if someone tries to help me, i'll refuse the bail.
Oh, woman of mine,
You picked a mighty fine time to tell me that you're on your
way.
Now that i'm out of my mind,
Tell me, how the hell i'm ever gonna make it through another
day？
Well, baby, there's just no way.
I'm gonna go in my room, i'm gonna turn off all the lights and
crawl in bed,
And like a caterpillar in a cocoon, i'm gonna hold my breath and
make believe i'm dead.
Oh, woman of mine,
You picked a mighty fine time to tell me that you're on your
way.
Now that i'm out of my mind,
Tell me, how the hell i'm ever gonna make it through another
day？
Well, baby, there's just no way.
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