Last Song Syndrome

i started humming (and singing) this song this morning. it’s not even funny. just coz i’m going home tomorrow. why does it have to be like this? sigh. at least it’s better than The Cheeky Song.

Tie A Yellow Ribbon

I’m comin’ home, I’ve done my time
Now I’ve got to know what is and isn’t mine
If you received my letter telling you I’d soon be free
Then you’ll know just what to do
If you still want me
If you still want me

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon ’round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Bus driver, please look for me
’cause I couldn’t bear to see what I might see
I’m really still in prison
And my love, she holds the key
A simple yellow ribbon’s what I need to set me free
I wrote and told her please

Whoa, tie a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree
It’s been three long years
Do ya still want me?
If I don’t see a ribbon round the old oak tree
I’ll stay on the bus
Forget about us
Put the blame on me
If I don’t see a yellow ribbon round the old oak tree

Now the whole damned bus is cheerin’
And I can’t believe I see
A hundred yellow ribbons round the old oak tree

Hotel Lobby
Utada

She rises with the sunset
She wonders, "When will this end?"
The world is full of money, full of money
She goes out unprotected
She doesn’t listen to her best friend
It’s only for the money, for the money, for the money

She doesn’t want to be respected
Reality’s her best friend
She needs the extra money, extra money
In the city, the town, and the household
So many things go unreported
So many things her eyes have seen, eyes have seen, eyes have seen

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

This is not what she expected
Her hopes, they stretch and they bend
Wrinkle like paper money, paper money
In the city, the town, and the household
So many things can be distorted
So if you want a true life story, bring money, bring money

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

She’s unprotected
She’s unprotected, oh
She’s unprotected
She’s unprotected, oh

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Watch me as I walk in slowly
When your eyes meet mine
It’s in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Meet me in the hotel lobby
Everybody’s looking lonely
Catch me because I think I’m falling
I’ll be waiting in the mirrors of the hotel lobby

Jojo has such a good voice. and i feel bad coz that’s all i can say about it. i should have better vocabulary. superb, marvelous, amazing, uhm… electrifying? i should just stop. she’s good. really. and she’s what? 16? geez.

Too Little Too Late
Jojo

Come with me, stay the night
You say the words but boy it don’t feel right
What do you expect me to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You take my hand, and you say you’ve changed
But boy you know your beggin don’t fool me
Because to you it’s just a game

So let me on down
Cause time has made me strong
I’m starting to move on
I’m gonna say this now
Your chance has come and gone
And you know

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)

I was young and in love
I gave you everything but it wasn’t enough
And now you wanna communicate
Go find someone else

In lettin you go, I’m lovin myself
You gotta problem
But don’t come askin me for help
Cause ya know

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)

I can love with all of my heart baby
I know I have so much to give (I have so much to give)
With a player like you, I don’t have a prayer
That’s the way to live, yeah oh

It’s just too little, too late
Yeah

It’s just too little too late
A little too wrong
And I can’t wait
Boy you know all the right things to say (You know it’s just too little too late)
You say you dream of my face
But you don’t like me
You just like the chase
To be real, it doesn’t matter anyway (You know it’s just too little too late)