The Crying Game

I know all there is to know, about the crying game
I've had my share of the crying game
First there are kisses
Then there are sighs
And then before you know where you are, you're saying goodbye

One day soon, I'm gonna tell the moon, about the crying game
And if he knows, maybe he'll explain
Why there are heartaches (Heartaches)
Why there are tears (So sad)
And what to do, to stop feeling blue, when love disappears

First there are kisses (Kisses)
Then there are sighs (So sad)
And then before, you know where you are, you're saying goodbye

Don't want no more, of the crying game (Don't want no more)
Don't want no more, of the crying game (Don't want no more)
Don't want no more, of the crying game (Don't want no more)
Don't want no more, of the crying game
Aaahhh

West End Girls

Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head
You think you're mad, too unstable
Kicking in chairs and knocking down tables
In a restaurant in a West End town
Call the police, there's a madman around
Running down underground to a dive bar
In a West End town

In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
In a West End town, a dead end world
East End boys and West End girls
West End girls

Too many shadows, whispering voices
Faces on posters, too many choices
If, when, why, what?
How much have you got?
Have you got it, do you get it, if so, how often?
And which do you choose, a hard or soft option?

In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
A West End town, a dead end world
East End boys, West End girls
West End girls

I've said it all before, I'll say it all again
We're all modern men
We've got no future, we've got no past
Here today, built to last
In every city, in every nation
From Lake Geneva to the Finland station

And a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
Ooh West End town, a dead end world
East End boys, West End Girls
West End girls

You've got a heart of glass or a heart of stone
Just you wait 'till I get you home
All your stopping, stalling and starning
Who do you think you are, Joe Stalin?
Sometimes you're better off dead
There's gun in your hand and it's pointing at your head

In a West End town, a dead end world
The East End boys and West End girls
And a West End town, a dead end world
East End Boys, West End girls
West End girls

West End girls

(I I I)
(Huh Huh Huh)
(I I I I)
(Huh Huh Huh-Huh-Huh-Huh)
(I-I-I-I-I-I-I-...)

Opportunities (Let's Make Lots Of Money)

I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of -

I've had enough of scheming and messing around with jerks
My car is parked outside, I'm afraid it doesn't work
I'm looking for a partner, someone who gets things fixed
Ask yourself this question: Do you want to be rich?

I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
You've got the brawn, I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money

You can tell I'm educated, I studied at the Sorbonne
Doctored in mathematics, I could have been a don
I can program a computer, choose the perfect time
If you've got the inclination, I have got the crime

Oh, there's a lot of opportunities
If you know when to take them, you know?
There's a lot of opportunities
If there aren't, you can make them
Make or break them

I've got the brains, you've got the looks
Let's make lots of money
Let's make lots of -
(Aahhhhh) Money
(Aahhhhh)
(Aahhhhh - Di du da di da bu di ba)

You can see I'm single-minded, I know what I could be
How'd you feel about it, come and take a walk with me?
I'm looking for a partner, regardless of expense
Think about it seriously, you know, it makes sense

Let's (Got the brains)
Make (Got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)
(Let's) You've got the brawn
(Make) I've got the brains
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)

I've got the brains (Got the brains)
You've got the looks (Got the looks)
Let's make lots of money (Oohh money)
Money