One way or another, I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya
I'm gonna win ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya
One day, maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya
I'm gonna meet ya, I'll meet ya
I will drive past your house
And if the lights are all down
I'll see who's around
One way or another, I'm gonna find ya
I'm gonna get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna win ya
I'll get ya, I'll get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna see ya
I'm gonna meet ya, meet ya, meet ya, meet ya
One day, maybe next week, I'm gonna meet ya
I'll meet ya, ah
And if the lights are all out
I'll follow your bus downtown
See who's hangin' out
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
A slip of the hip or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna trick ya, trick ya, trick ya, trick ya
One way or another, I'm gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip
I'll walk down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food
Get lost in the crowd
One way or another, I'm gonna get ya (where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
I'll get ya, I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna get ya (where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
I'll get ya, I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna get ya (where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
I'll get ya, I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna get ya (where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
I'll get ya, I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
One way or another, I'm gonna get ya (where I can see it all, find out who ya call)
I'll get ya, I'll get ya, get ya, get ya, get ya
Blondie - Parallel Lines Album Lyrics
Blondie - Parallel Lines Lyrics
Writer: Deborah Harry, Nigel Harrison
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Picture This
All I want is a room with a view
A sight worth seeing, a vision of you
All I want is a room with view, oh-oh
I will give you my finest hour
The one I spent watching you shower
I will give you my finest hour, oh yeah
A sight worth seeing, a vision of you
All I want is a room with view, oh-oh
I will give you my finest hour
The one I spent watching you shower
I will give you my finest hour, oh yeah
All I want is a photo in my wallet
A small remembrance of something more solid
All I want is a picture of you
Picture this - a day in December
Picture this - freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only oh-oh
Picture this - a sky full of thunder
Picture this - my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you, oh yeah
All I want is 20-20 vision
A total portrait with no omissions
All I want is a vision of you, oh-oh
If you can picture this - a day in December
Picture this - freezing cold weather
You got clouds on your lids and you'd be on the skids
If it weren't for your job at the garage
If you could only oh-oh
Picture this - a sky full of thunder
Picture this - my telephone number
One and one is what I'm telling you
Get a pocket computer
Try to do what you used to do yeah
Writer: CHRISTOPHER STEIN, DEBORAH HARRY, JAMES DESTRI
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Fade Away And Radiate
Ooh baby, I hear how you spend nighttime:
Wrapped like candy in a blue blue neon glow.
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Ooh baby, watchful lines vibrate soft in brainwave time.
Silver pictures move so slow.
Golden tubes faintly glow.
Electric faces seem to merge.
Hidden voices mock your words.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
Beams become my dream.
My dream is on the screen.
The beam becomes my dream.
My dream is on the screen.
Dusty frames that still arrive die in 1955.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
The beams become my dream.
My dream is on the screen. Fade away and radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Wrapped like candy in a blue blue neon glow.
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Ooh baby, watchful lines vibrate soft in brainwave time.
Silver pictures move so slow.
Golden tubes faintly glow.
Electric faces seem to merge.
Hidden voices mock your words.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
Beams become my dream.
My dream is on the screen.
The beam becomes my dream.
My dream is on the screen.
Dusty frames that still arrive die in 1955.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
The beams become my dream.
My dream is on the screen. Fade away and radiate.
Fade away and radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Fade away, radiate.
Writer: CHRIS STEIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management
Pretty Baby
Stars live in the evening
But the very young need the sun, uh-huh
Pretty baby, you look so heavenly
A neo-nebular from under the sun
I was forming, some say I had my chance
The boys were falling like an avalanche
But the very young need the sun, uh-huh
Pretty baby, you look so heavenly
A neo-nebular from under the sun
I was forming, some say I had my chance
The boys were falling like an avalanche
Ya ya baby
La Dolce Vita is a magic dance
No-one was listening
Pretty baby, un petite ingenue
A teenage starlet, I fell in love with you
You, you with the comb
You look OK in every way (every way)
Ah, I should have known
You'd look at me and look away (and look away - oh)
Pretty baby, you look so heavenly
A neo-nebular from under the sun
Eyes that tell me incense and peppermints
Your looks are larger than life, long live innocence
Petite ingenue, I fell in love with you
Pretty baby, I fell in love with you, whoah oh
Pretty baby, oh oh
Pretty baby, whoah oh, I fell in love with you
Writer: CHRIS STEIN, DEBORAH HARRY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
I Know But I Dont Know
Hey, y'know?
Uh, I dunno!
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
Uh, I dunno!
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
I know but I don't know
I give but I don't get
I will but I won't yet
I lose but I don't bet
I'm your dog but not your pet
I know but I don't care
Then I know but I don't see
Now I see but I don't know
I care but I don't care
I could but I won't be
You can but not with me
It's all a mystery
Locked out without a key
Now I care but I don't care
And I know but I don't see
Now I see but I don't know
I know but I don't know
Now I know that you don't know
And I see that you don't see
I care but I don't care
I don't care that you don't know
Writer: FRANK WILLIAM INFANTE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
11:59
Leaning in your corner like a candidate for wax
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfaction from your cigarette
It's ten to ten and time is running out
Lock up all your memories, get outa here, you know that we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night
Take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean
Wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Hanging on a frequency and burning like a fire
Boy you've got the motion down, it's getting late, I'm tired and I've lost control
Don't leave me here, time is running out
Take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Sidewalk social scientist don't get no satisfaction from your cigarette
It's ten to ten and time is running out
Lock up all your memories, get outa here, you know that we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Pumping like a fugitive in cover from the night
Take it down the freeway like a bullet to the ocean
Wait until the morning, take tomorrow by the hand
Take it down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Hanging on a frequency and burning like a fire
Boy you've got the motion down, it's getting late, I'm tired and I've lost control
Don't leave me here, time is running out
Take me down the highway like a rocket to the ocean, we can run
Today can last another million years
Today could be the end of me
It's 11:59, and I want to stay alive
Writer: JIMMY DESTRI
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Will Anything Happen?
I always said you could make it
I know what I said and I meant it
I always liked the way you played guitar
I always knew that someday you'd go far
An' if you do, will anything happen?
Will it come true, will anything happen?
Will I see you again?
You said you'd be through here again
Please don't forget I'm here waiting
You always said that you would never change
Like the people that you've met and the places that you've been
An' if you do, will anything happen?
Will it come true, will anything happen?
Will I see you again?
I know what I said and I meant it
I always liked the way you played guitar
I always knew that someday you'd go far
An' if you do, will anything happen?
Will it come true, will anything happen?
Will I see you again?
You said you'd be through here again
Please don't forget I'm here waiting
You always said that you would never change
Like the people that you've met and the places that you've been
An' if you do, will anything happen?
Will it come true, will anything happen?
Will I see you again?
I always said you could make it
Just don't forget that I said it
Cause I always liked the way you played guitar
And I always knew that someday you'd go far
An' if you do, will anything happen?
Will it come true, will anything happen?
Will I see you again?
Will I see you again?
Will I see you again?
An' if I do, will anything happen?
Writer: JACK LEE
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Sunday Girl
I know a girl from a lonely street
Cold as ice cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams Sunday girl
Baby, I would like to go out tonight
If I go with you my folks'll get uptight
Stay at home Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
When I saw you again in the summertime
If your love was as sweet as mine
I could be Sunday's girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait
I got the blues, please, please, please come see
What you do to me
I got the blues
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait
Hurry up, please come see what you do to me
Cold as ice cream but still as sweet
Dry your eyes Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
She can't catch up with the working crowd
The weekend mood and she's feeling proud
Live in dreams Sunday girl
Baby, I would like to go out tonight
If I go with you my folks'll get uptight
Stay at home Sunday girl
Hey, I saw your guy with a different girl
Looks like he's in another world
Run and hide Sunday girl
When I saw you again in the summertime
If your love was as sweet as mine
I could be Sunday's girl
Hurry up, hurry up and wait
I stay away all week and still I wait
I got the blues, please come see
What your loving means to me
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait
I got the blues, please, please, please come see
What you do to me
I got the blues
Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up and wait
Hurry up, please come see what you do to me
Writer: Christopher Stein
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Copyright: Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
Heart Of Glass
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good
You teasing like you do
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising, yeah
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Once I had a love and it was divine
Soon found out I was losing my mind
It seemed like the real thing but I was so blind
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
In between
What I find is pleasing and I'm feeling fine
Love is so confusing, there's no peace of mind
If I fear I'm losing you it's just no good
You teasing like you do
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out had a heart of glass
Seemed like the real thing, only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Lost inside
Adorable illusion and I cannot hide
I'm the one you're using, please don't push me aside
We coulda made it cruising, yeah
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, da, da, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Yeah, riding high on love's true bluish light
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Once I had a love and it was a gas
Soon turned out to be a pain in the ass
Seemed like the real thing only to find
Mucho mistrust, love's gone behind
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Ooh, oh, ooh, oh
Writer: Chris Stein, Deborah Harry
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Im Gonna Love You Too
You're gonna say you miss me
You're gonna say you'll kiss me
You're gonna say you love me
And I'm gonna love you too
I don't care what you told me
You're gonna say you'll hold me
You're gonna say you love me
And I'm gonna love you too
You're gonna say you'll kiss me
You're gonna say you love me
And I'm gonna love you too
I don't care what you told me
You're gonna say you'll hold me
You're gonna say you love me
And I'm gonna love you too
After all, another fella took ya
But I still can't overlook ya
I'm gonna do my best to hook ya
After all is said and done
You're gonna tell me sweet things
You're gonna make my heart sing
And I'm gonna hear bells ring
Cause I'm gonna love you too
You're gonna say you kiss me
You're gonna say you'll miss me
You're gonna say you love me
Cause I'm gonna love you too
I'm gonna love you too
I'm gonna love you too
I'm gonna love you too
Writer: Joe Mauldin, Niki Sullivan, Norman Petty
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Just Go Away
O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see you any more
Put up or shut up
You spell, you read
D O O R
You got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
Your foot is firmly entrenched where a molar should be
If you talk much louder you could get an award
From the federal communications board
Don't wanna see you any more
Put up or shut up
You spell, you read
D O O R
You got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
Your foot is firmly entrenched where a molar should be
If you talk much louder you could get an award
From the federal communications board
Don't be cruel
Be a thing-sweet thing as a rule
Don't be sad
I left you in the street, you're pre-fab
I had to get away
Don't go away sad
Don't go pre-fab
Don't go be bad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)
O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see you here no more
Pack it and move it
You spell, you read O U T out
Don't be bad
A mad hatter's beret
Sometimes you look like you just mad an escape
Don't be mad
Or lose your medicaid cool
Of course cool rhymes with fool
Don't go be bad
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)
O Don't ya know
Don't wanna see ya curse and pout
Pack it and move it
Ya spell, ya read O U T out
You got a big mouth and I'm happy to see
Your foot is firmly entrenched where a molar should be
Don't be mad or lose your medicaid cool
Of course cool rhymes with fool
Don't go pre-fab
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)
Don't go pre-fab
Cause you been had
Don't go be sad
Don't go away mad
Just go away (go away)
Go away and stay away
Writer: DEBORAH HARRY
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Parallel Lines is the third studio album by American rock band Blondie, released on September 8, 1978, by Chrysalis Records. An instant critical and commercial success, the album reached No. 1 on the UK Albums Chart in February 1979 and proved to be the band's commercial breakthrough in the United States, where it reached No. 6 on the Billboard 200 in April 1979.
In Billboard magazine, Parallel Lines was listed at No. 9 in its top pop albums year-end chart of 1979. The album spawned several successful singles, notably the international hit "Heart of Glass".
Performed By:
BlondieIn Billboard magazine, Parallel Lines was listed at No. 9 in its top pop albums year-end chart of 1979. The album spawned several successful singles, notably the international hit "Heart of Glass".
Genre(s): New wave, pop rock, power pop, disco
Producer(s): Mike Chapman
Length: 39:06
Released: September 8th, 1978
Year: 1978