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Don Henley

Lyrics shown below : "The Boys of Summer", "Dirty Laundry".

The Boys of Summer

Nobody on the road
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer's out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I'm drivin' by your house
Though I know you're not home

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got your hair combed back and your sunglasses on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy
Remember how I made you scream
I don't understand what happened to our love
But babe, I'm gonna get you back
I'm gonna show you what I'm made of

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
I see you walkin' real slow and you're smilin' at everyone
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Out on the road today, I saw a DEADHEAD sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice inside my head said, "Don't look back. You can never look back."
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know
Those days are gone forever
I should just let 'em go but

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that top pulled down and that radio on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

I can see you-
Your brown skin shinin' in the sun
You got that hair slicked back and those Wayfarers on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

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Dirty Laundry

I make my living off the evening news,
Just give me something that I can use.
People love it when you lose,
They love dirty laundry.

Well I could have been an actor,
But I wound up here.
I just have to look good,
I don't have to be clear.
Come and whisper in my ear,
We need dirty laundry.

Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em all around.

We got the bubble-headed beach blonde,
Comes on at five,
She can tell about the plane crash,
With a gleam in her eye.
It's int'resting when people die,
Give us dirty laundry.
Can we film the operation?
Is the head dead yet?
Y'know the boys in the newsroom,
Got a running bet.
Get the widow on the set,
We need dirty laundry.

You don't really need to find out
What's going on,
You don't want to know just
How far it's gone,
Just leave well enough alone,
Keep your dirty laundry.

Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em where they sit,
Kick 'em all around.

Dirty little secrets,
Dirty little lies,
We got our fingers in ev'rybody's pies,
We love to cut you down to size,
We love dirty laundry.

We can do the innuendo,
We can dance and sing.
When it's all over we haven't
Told you a thing.
We all know that crap is king,
Give us dirty laundry.

Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em when they're down.
Kick 'em when they're up,
Kick 'em all around.