This is my town
Watch your step if you come around
I don't think I know you
Well maybe its time to show you
This is my home
I will be standing here alone.
If you think your ready well
Come on in and ring the bell.
Hello Mr. Hill finally you got your hit
Coming from the nowheres lying across the clovers.
Hello Lady slick did you pull another trick
Beautiful makeover make the perfect couple.
Did you know things don't come easy so~~
This is my town
Watch your step if you come around
I don't think I know you
Well maybe it is time to show you.
This is my home
I will be standing here alone.
And if you think you are ready well
Come on in and ring the bell.
Hello shiny suit hanging out in the neighborhood
You think your such a pro you know your just a (pop) blow.
Hello charming ghost have you made your final toast,
Everything you say is just to see what you can give.
Did you know things don't come easy so
This is my town
Watch your step if you come around
I don't think I know you so
Maybe its time to show you.
This is my home
I will be standing here alone
And if you think your ready well
Come on in and ring the bell.
Balistic stranger rearrange her
I think we're in blowup danger (scream).
This is my town
Watch your step if you come around,
I don't think I know you
Maybe its time to show you.
This is my home
I will be standing here alone
And if you think your ready well
Come on in and ring the bell,
Ring the bell,
Ring the bell,
Ring the bell,
Ring the bell,
Ring the bell.
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in,
Come on in...
Home Alone 3 Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Home Alone 3 Soundtrack Lyrics
- Cartoon Boyfriend - My Town
- Super Deluxe - All I Wanted Was a Skateboard
- Dance Hall Crashers - I Want It All
- Chuck Berry - Almost Grown
- Chuck Berry - School Day (Ring! Ring! Goes The Bell)
- Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown
- Sugarloaf - Green-eyed Lady
- Dean Martin - Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
- Oingo Boingo - Home Again
- Deuce Coupes - Nite Prowler
- The Wailers - Tall Cool One
- Nick Glennie-Smith - Home Alone 3 Suite
- John Williams - The House
- Jamie Foxx - Experiment
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Super Deluxe - All I Wanted Was a Skateboard
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Every year Christmas comes and it goes
Shedding tears where no one even knows
It so hard to be good when you are poor
I don't need a lot, just a little more
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Look around, everybody's got the goods
And I've been cheated and misunderstood
Santa's gone and messed up once again
I've been good, but I've still got nothing
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
I don't want your socks or shirts or ties
All I need is four wheels so I can ride
You can stick that sweater up your ass
Every time seems to be worse than the last
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Yeah!
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Every year Christmas comes and it goes
Shedding tears where no one even knows
It so hard to be good when you are poor
I don't need a lot, just a little more
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Look around, everybody's got the goods
And I've been cheated and misunderstood
Santa's gone and messed up once again
I've been good, but I've still got nothing
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
I don't want your socks or shirts or ties
All I need is four wheels so I can ride
You can stick that sweater up your ass
Every time seems to be worse than the last
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
All I wanted was a skateboard, but all I got was...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
This stupid sweater
This stupid...
Yeah!
Writer: JIM HOFFMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Dance Hall Crashers - I Want It All
Like to believe there's something more out there
Like to believe that I'm not the only one
Who looks around and feels overcome
So much to do, too many choices
Which one will be the road that becomes my own
Should I act or should I take it slow
Cause when the nagging feeling takes takes hold
I have to leave it alone
When I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Sweet little girl dreamed of the day when
She'd stand up tall and tell the whole world her plan
Her voice will shine as she takes command
Now she'll be heard, she's got the forum
It has arrived, this moment is here for her
But she finds it doesn't matter
Well she's got nothing to say now that this day has come
Well I'm speechless and tongue tied
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm speechless and tongue tied
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Living day by day
Gets harder to face
When all the questions
Drive you insane
Pick one up, throw it into the sky
I want to feel free and have fun
Cause that's what it really means to be young
I bring it on and drive myself crazy
I want it all and then I want no one's help
I need to make it by myself
And if I achieve what I think I wanted
Will I recieve a medal of happiness
Will it make my confusion less
Cause when the naggin feeling takes hold
I have to leave it alone
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Like to believe that I'm not the only one
Who looks around and feels overcome
So much to do, too many choices
Which one will be the road that becomes my own
Should I act or should I take it slow
Cause when the nagging feeling takes takes hold
I have to leave it alone
When I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Sweet little girl dreamed of the day when
She'd stand up tall and tell the whole world her plan
Her voice will shine as she takes command
Now she'll be heard, she's got the forum
It has arrived, this moment is here for her
But she finds it doesn't matter
Well she's got nothing to say now that this day has come
Well I'm speechless and tongue tied
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm speechless and tongue tied
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Living day by day
Gets harder to face
When all the questions
Drive you insane
Pick one up, throw it into the sky
I want to feel free and have fun
Cause that's what it really means to be young
I bring it on and drive myself crazy
I want it all and then I want no one's help
I need to make it by myself
And if I achieve what I think I wanted
Will I recieve a medal of happiness
Will it make my confusion less
Cause when the naggin feeling takes hold
I have to leave it alone
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Well I'm anxious and restless
I guess that's what it's like to be young
Writer: SIMON SMITH, ANDREW WRIGHT, CAMILLA MARIE BEEPUT
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Chuck Berry - Almost Grown
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school.
They ain't said I broke no rule.
I ain't never been in Dutch.
I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I'm almost grown
I don't run around with no mob.
Got myself a little job
I'm gonna buy me a little car,
Drive my girl in the park
Got my eye on a little girl.
Ah, she's really out of this world.
When I take her to the dance,
She's got to talk about romance.
You know I'm still livin' in town.
But I done married and settled down.
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all
They ain't said I broke no rule.
I ain't never been in Dutch.
I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I'm almost grown
I don't run around with no mob.
Got myself a little job
I'm gonna buy me a little car,
Drive my girl in the park
Got my eye on a little girl.
Ah, she's really out of this world.
When I take her to the dance,
She's got to talk about romance.
You know I'm still livin' in town.
But I done married and settled down.
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all
Writer: Chuck Berry
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Copyright: Lyrics © OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP
Chuck Berry - School Day (Ring! Ring! Goes The Bell)
Up in the morning and off to school
The teacher is teaching the golden role.
American history and pracitcal math
You study them hard, hoping to pass
Working your fingers right down to the bone
The guy behind you won´t leave you alone.
Ring, ring,ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom is ready to sell
You´re lucky if you can find a seat
You´re fortunate if you have time to eat.
Back in the classroom open your books
Keep it the teacher don´t know how mean she looks.
Soon as 3 o´clock rolls around
You finally lay your burdon down
Close up your books get out of your seat
Down the halls and in to the street
Up to the corner and round the bend
Right to the juke joint you go in.
Drop the coin right in to the slot
You gotta hear something that´s really hot
With the one you love you´re making romance
All day long you been wanting to dance
Felling the music from head to toe
Round and round, and round you go,go ,go....
Drop the coin right in........
Hail hail hail rock n roll
Deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock n roll
The felling of drums loud and bold
Rock rock rock n roll
The felling is there body and soul
The teacher is teaching the golden role.
American history and pracitcal math
You study them hard, hoping to pass
Working your fingers right down to the bone
The guy behind you won´t leave you alone.
Ring, ring,ring goes the bell
The cook in the lunchroom is ready to sell
You´re lucky if you can find a seat
You´re fortunate if you have time to eat.
Back in the classroom open your books
Keep it the teacher don´t know how mean she looks.
Soon as 3 o´clock rolls around
You finally lay your burdon down
Close up your books get out of your seat
Down the halls and in to the street
Up to the corner and round the bend
Right to the juke joint you go in.
Drop the coin right in to the slot
You gotta hear something that´s really hot
With the one you love you´re making romance
All day long you been wanting to dance
Felling the music from head to toe
Round and round, and round you go,go ,go....
Drop the coin right in........
Hail hail hail rock n roll
Deliver me from the days of old
Long live rock n roll
The felling of drums loud and bold
Rock rock rock n roll
The felling is there body and soul
Writer: CHUCK BERRY, Composer Unknown
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, MUSIC SERVICES, INC.
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, MUSIC SERVICES, INC.
Jim Croce - Bad Bad Leroy Brown
Well the South side of Chicago
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man named Leroy Brown
Now Leroy more than trouble
You see he stand 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just call him "Sir"
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris
And oo that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
'Cause Leroy Brown learned a lesson
'Bout messin' with the wife of a jealous man
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them off the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
Is the baddest part of town
And if you go down there
You better just beware
Of a man named Leroy Brown
Now Leroy more than trouble
You see he stand 'bout six foot four
All the downtown ladies call him "Treetop Lover"
All the men just call him "Sir"
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Leroy he a gambler
And he like his fancy clothes
And he like to wave his diamond rings
In front of everybody's nose
He got a custom Continental
He got an Eldorado too
He got a 32 gun in his pocket for fun
He got a razor in his shoe
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Now Friday 'bout a week ago
Leroy shootin' dice
And at the edge of the bar
Sat a girl named Doris
And oo that girl looked nice
Well he cast his eyes upon her
And the trouble soon began
'Cause Leroy Brown learned a lesson
'Bout messin' with the wife of a jealous man
And it's bad, bad Leroy Brown
The baddest man in the whole damned town
Badder than old King Kong
And meaner than a junkyard dog
Well the two men took to fighting
And when they pulled them off the floor
Leroy looked like a jigsaw puzzle
With a couple of pieces gone
Writer: James Croce
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sugarloaf - Green-eyed Lady
Greeen Eyed Lady, lovely lady
Strolling slowly towards the sun
Green eyed lady ocean lady
Soothing every wave that comes
Green eyed lady, passion's lady
dressed in love she lives for life to be
Green eyed lady feels like I never see
Setting suns and lonely lovers free
(Organ solo)
(long instrumental break)
Green eyed lady, windswept lady
moves the night the waves the sand
Green eyed lady ocean lady
child of nature, friend of man
Green eyed lady passions lady
dressed in love she lives for life to be
Green eyed lady feels like I never see
Setting sons and lonely lovers free
Strolling slowly towards the sun
Green eyed lady ocean lady
Soothing every wave that comes
Green eyed lady, passion's lady
dressed in love she lives for life to be
Green eyed lady feels like I never see
Setting suns and lonely lovers free
(Organ solo)
(long instrumental break)
Green eyed lady, windswept lady
moves the night the waves the sand
Green eyed lady ocean lady
child of nature, friend of man
Green eyed lady passions lady
dressed in love she lives for life to be
Green eyed lady feels like I never see
Setting sons and lonely lovers free
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Dean Martin - Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Oh the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally kissgoodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I've bought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
When we finally kissgoodnight
How I'll hate going out in the storm!
But if you'll really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm
The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still goodbying
But as long as you love me so
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!
Writer: Jule Styne, Sammy Cahn
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Oingo Boingo - Home Again
Where is she going - ooh, she looks like she's lost
Won't someone help her - somebody give her a hand
she's got such sweet eyes - look like they've seen too much
Knew someone like here - nobody helped, but she's
Home again...Home again...Home again
Where are you going - to see a crazy old man
What will he tell you - he'll tell me where I'm going
What will you do then - I might just quit my job
What will you do then - I'm gonna find my way
Home again...Home again...Home again
(Chorus)
(Where're we going, where're we going, Home again,
We're home again, we're home)
Where is he going - why does he walk that way
Sticking his chest out - what is he trying to say
He's got charisma - but when he's all alone
He curls up in a ball - and wishes that he was
Home Again...Home Again...Home Again
Where are we going - why do we feel so small
Alone and helpless - in this big crazy world
Looking for something - that's so hard to describe
But just like children - going along for the
Ride again...Ride again...Ride again
(Chorus)
Well, ain't that something - guess I lost my head
Must have took a wrong turn - when I got out'a bed
ended up on the wrong street - wrong side of town
People here are the wrong type - they've got me down
I'm eating the wrong food - drinkin' the wrong wine
Can't hardly see straight - can't walk the line
Shakin' all the wrong hands - makin' the wrong talk
Steppin' on the wrong feet - every time I walk
(Chorus)
Won't someone help her - somebody give her a hand
she's got such sweet eyes - look like they've seen too much
Knew someone like here - nobody helped, but she's
Home again...Home again...Home again
Where are you going - to see a crazy old man
What will he tell you - he'll tell me where I'm going
What will you do then - I might just quit my job
What will you do then - I'm gonna find my way
Home again...Home again...Home again
(Chorus)
(Where're we going, where're we going, Home again,
We're home again, we're home)
Where is he going - why does he walk that way
Sticking his chest out - what is he trying to say
He's got charisma - but when he's all alone
He curls up in a ball - and wishes that he was
Home Again...Home Again...Home Again
Where are we going - why do we feel so small
Alone and helpless - in this big crazy world
Looking for something - that's so hard to describe
But just like children - going along for the
Ride again...Ride again...Ride again
(Chorus)
Well, ain't that something - guess I lost my head
Must have took a wrong turn - when I got out'a bed
ended up on the wrong street - wrong side of town
People here are the wrong type - they've got me down
I'm eating the wrong food - drinkin' the wrong wine
Can't hardly see straight - can't walk the line
Shakin' all the wrong hands - makin' the wrong talk
Steppin' on the wrong feet - every time I walk
(Chorus)
Writer: DANNY ELFMAN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Deuce Coupes - Nite Prowler
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Jamie Foxx - Experiment
I feel like I want to love you
In a different way
Oh, baby, baby...
Imagine if you will...experiment (science!)
Experiment, experiment
Baby, we're all alone
Nobody around to know
Think of all the things that we can do
Or maybe we could try on something new
'cause girl, we don't need permission
To try out a new position
Just to plant the seed
Of ecstacy
Is all we need
And we can both be free
To do the things we've never done before
Baby, close your eyes and let's explore
Baby, let's experiment...(experiment)
We don't have to do the same old thing
Open up your mind and we can twang
Baby, let's experiment...
Come on, come on, come on
Don't be afraid, baby
Girl, you won't be misled
What don't you see you can, could
'cause girl it's like duh
You can take it to the head, baby
My eyes have seen the glory of your precious love
Have you ever wondered how it'd feel
To do the things we've never done before
Baby, close your eyes and let's explore
Baby, let's experiment...(experiment)
We don't have to do the same old thing
Girl, to tell the truth, it's quite mundane
Baby, let's experiment...
Then you will see just what I mean!
Hold me close, girl, 'cause I've been waiting too long
Me, myself, I like it better with the lights on
Let's get blazed through a drink or two
To get you in the mood
I think it's cool, yeah
You know exactly what I need, babe
Sugar, didn't think you'd do this
Girl it's so good
I wish that you would
Experiment with me, baby
Experiment with my love
Come on, come on, baby
Oh, baby, won't you please experiment with me tonight
Experiment with my love tonight
In a different way
Oh, baby, baby...
Imagine if you will...experiment (science!)
Experiment, experiment
Baby, we're all alone
Nobody around to know
Think of all the things that we can do
Or maybe we could try on something new
'cause girl, we don't need permission
To try out a new position
Just to plant the seed
Of ecstacy
Is all we need
And we can both be free
To do the things we've never done before
Baby, close your eyes and let's explore
Baby, let's experiment...(experiment)
We don't have to do the same old thing
Open up your mind and we can twang
Baby, let's experiment...
Come on, come on, come on
Don't be afraid, baby
Girl, you won't be misled
What don't you see you can, could
'cause girl it's like duh
You can take it to the head, baby
My eyes have seen the glory of your precious love
Have you ever wondered how it'd feel
To do the things we've never done before
Baby, close your eyes and let's explore
Baby, let's experiment...(experiment)
We don't have to do the same old thing
Girl, to tell the truth, it's quite mundane
Baby, let's experiment...
Then you will see just what I mean!
Hold me close, girl, 'cause I've been waiting too long
Me, myself, I like it better with the lights on
Let's get blazed through a drink or two
To get you in the mood
I think it's cool, yeah
You know exactly what I need, babe
Sugar, didn't think you'd do this
Girl it's so good
I wish that you would
Experiment with me, baby
Experiment with my love
Come on, come on, baby
Oh, baby, won't you please experiment with me tonight
Experiment with my love tonight
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