That’s Me In The Bar
Written by A.J. Croce & David Curtis,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music (ASCAP)
You broke my heart in half the time
Than it’s been broken before
You took my soul
And that’s a crime
When you walked out the door
I said why are you leaving
You said who needs a reason
It’s me that you’re grieving
And him that you’re pleasing
Don’t hold back now you’ve gone too far
That’s him in the window
And me in the bar
(Chorus)
Well I don’t need our explanations
And I don’t need your alibis
And I don’t need your conversations
‘Cause I don’t need another lie
So it’s over
And this I understand
While I’m in supply
Well he’s in demand
One man feels miserable
The other feels grand
Three cheers for the loser let’s give him a hand
Sign On The Line
Written by A.J. Croce & Ramsey MClean,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
By Lefrak-Moelis Music &
(c) 1995 Clean-Con Publishing (BMI)
Well I’ve had my reservations
And a sense of fear
But, I can’t hide my feelings
When you’re sitting right here
So, if words have no meaning
To a love that is blind
Well just stop all this talkin’
And just sign on the line
(Chorus)
Sign on the line
Stop all this talkin’
And just sign on the line
We don’t need permission
Let’s just get to the priest
If we wait any longer
Than we’ll both be deceased
Ain’t gonna give you no chance to decline
We’ll find a Justice of the Peace
And just sign on the line
Sign on the line
Well just sign on the line
We’ll find a Justice of the Peace
And just sign on the line
I finished runnin’ ‘round
I’m through with all of that
Wherever you’re going
That’s where I’ll be at
It’s just one of those things
That was meant to be
You’ll get dressed up real pretty
I’ll get down on one knee
Well we’re drivin’ in the car
Draggin old tin cans
Got the roof rolled back
Gold rings on our hands
Well, here’s some advice for those with doubts in their minds
Stop all that thinkin’ and just sign on the line
She’s Waiting For Me
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music (ASCAP)
I should have been home hours ago
But she shouldn’t worry
‘Cause I’m in a hurry to get home
I hope that our plans are not ruined
I hope that she’s not too mad
To accept my apologies, I’ll soon be there
(Chorus)
She’s waiting for me
And I’m on my way
I stop at a pay phone to let her know
I’ll be there soon
Where the hell have you been she screamed
I’ve been here waiting
I walk in the door
And she slays me with her piercing glance
All I can think is that I wish
That I wasn’t home yet
Checkin’ In
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music (ASCAP)
She was a ravishing example
Though suffering from ample self-esteem
And caring less than no one
Of what I said or what I meant to mean
(Chorus)
Oh it’s a shame
That she’s the same as all the rest
She wears her heart upon her sleeve
Just like a fallen monarch’s crest
She’d never compromise
Or fall for any less than second best
(Bridge)
Today’s rose is tomorrow’s thistle
Today’s melody is tomorrow’s whistle
I was driving in my car
When I happened by the bar
Just to see if you could still remember
Anything at all
Apologies aren’t necessary
You can tell me anything at all
Just checking in from time to time
I’d rather see you face to face than have to call
Music Box
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
)The courtship of innocence
Has since past its prime
And the sweetness we savored
Has soured with time
(Chorus)
If I knew
What I know now
I’d never have stayed
But for that old music box
And the song that it played
You can say what you want
You can say what you will
You can take me for granted
‘Til you get your fill
The past I have chosen
The future I’ll claim
So no pointin’ fingers
‘Cause I’ll take the blame
Callin’ Home
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(C) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
Well in a call to home this morning
That was answered with a warning
You said that I had better be there soon
Well I’ve been driving night and day
And suffice it just to say
I’ll be arriving by the setting of the moon
Well I miss you all to death
And with every waking breath
I’ll be thinking of you sitting next to me
On the weathered roads a turnin’
Under tires that are burnin’
You’re a sight that I just cannot wait to see
(Chorus)
Well I’m calling home
I want to reach my baby on the line
Well I’m calling home
I’m making sure that everything is fine
The food along the way has been mostly brown and gray
And it seems to fit the landscape oh so well
If I hadn’t heard your voice I’d be sure I’d made the choice
This ain’t heaven this ain’t limbo
This is hell
In the months we’ve been apart it has all but broke my heart
And I cannot wait to see your pretty face
In a couple hours more I’ll be knockin’ at the door
And I’ll greet you with a warm embrace
Night Out On The Town
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music (ASCAP)
The karaoke singer, well she couldn’t sing in tune
But I didn’t mind hearing that song
And the barmaid she had Terets
And swore like the devil, but I didn’t hear nothing wrong
Then the man at the bar, he shouted out my name
And I knew it was his drink I’d be buying
But it didn’t really bother me
‘Cause the story he’d been telling
And everybody knew he was lying
(Chorus)
It’s a night out on the town
Once you’re lost you can’t be found
And I’ll know much better
When the next drink is down
Say goodnight, Gracie
Don’t want to beat the night to day
Well it’s been fun
But I just can’t stay
Can’t quite call it living
But I’d have it no other way
‘Cause it’s not all black and white
There’s plenty of gray
Just another smoke filled room
Just another bad perfume
And it’s smelling like a Saturday night
Just another wait a minute
Just another I’ll go get it
The last call rings and everybody sings
The pick-up lines are useless
‘Cause we had too much to drink
All they do is make us laugh
‘Cause we’re all too drunk to think
The beauty in the high heeled shoes
Is laughing in your face
But the whiskey’s left you speechless
And that’s it’s saving grace
Pass Me By
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
Did you see the lights on
Did you try the telephone
Did you know that I’ve been waiting
All night long
Excuses worth a thousand words
Apologies accepted
People say I’m crazy
But I’m not alone
(Chorus)
What a night for romance
May I have the last dance
If this is my last chance tell me now
If we’re at a stop sign
Carry me across the line
Everything will be fine
I won’t ask any questions
Who cares about the who what why
You ain’t gonna pass me by
Nothing like a new day
Nothing that I need to say
Nothing like the way I feel when I’m with you
Everything I think of you
Everything I say on cue
Everything ain’t nothing ‘less you’re by my side
I Meant What I Said
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
The person whose face remains nameless
Her innocence saved by the bell
The effects of what could have been shameless
If only the both of us fell
(Chorus)
But I meant what I said when I said that
I was falling in love
So how was the affair derailed
There seemed no destination
Our romance had failed
But there had to be someone to blame
‘Cause there always is and it’s never the same
(Bridge)
Throw fuel on the fire and let it burn
With ashes to ashes we’ll fill the urn
We’ll fall in love when it’s our turn
But I meant what I said when I said
That I was falling love
Maybe I’m To Blame
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
Sell me a bridge
I’ll sell you the moon
We fell in love
But we fell too soon
Maybe I’m to blame
Talk about romance
It just didn’t last
I fell too slow
You fell too fast
Maybe I’m to blame
(Chorus)
What does it matter
Who was right or wrong
Who could it flatter now
We knew better all along
The heartache is over
I now realize
There’s no looking back
We’ve said our goodbyes
Maybe I’m to blame
I Confess
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
The lavender and moonlight
The sweet perfume of nightfall
A carousel of lovers
Whose indiscretions are benign
A catalog of heartache
Whose pages will not let themselves be turned
(Chorus)
Your omnipresence in my dreams
Takes more a toll than it redeems
And I admit I can’t forget you
So if you’ll be my valentine
I swear to be your Valentino
I confess that I still love you
The winding road bears solace
The tortured soul has been released
The mockingbird is songless
But what he sings can’t be denied
And metaphors of romance
Mean not a thing if they’re misunderstood
Some People Call It Love
All Words & Music by A.J. Croce,
(c) 1995 Croce Publishing adm.
by Lefrak-Moelis Music, (ASCAP)
We stood in line ‘til closing time
Over drank to a Thomas line
You bit your lip I held my tongue
How can I be getting older when I feel so young
Stand to the right I’m coming through
I got no place to go but plenty to do
I got a mouthful of words that I can hardly speak
I’m at the bottom of a valley and I reached my peak
(Chorus)
Some people call it love
But it’s no excuse for the way that I’ve behaved
Gratification immediately
There’s plenty to want if you know what I mean
But if I only had my way
I wouldn’t have to wait around one more day
They say that looking is half the fun
But you know it’s not when you found the one
When you found the one that you love and adore
How could you be happy with any more
