Joe

Lita Ford

Twenty-one, so young and tender but blue

I remember, I remember laughing for no reason with you

Laughing



Sharing a bottle on the stairs

That led to your wooden room

Full of cigarettes and green glass bottles



Yesterday's meal by the matress on the floor

Where we danced...

In the garden below your window

Where I first began to know

To know you

Joe



Whisper the memory but not too loud

Remember the symphony when we were allowed, to play?

Touch my hand, show me how, stroke my brow

I need to know now that I can dance with you

I wanna dance with you, I wanna dance

Like I did when I first began to know you, Joe

A now I gotta say



I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet



So I'm sittin' here with the sun about to smile

About to show it's face and take away my little fantasy

Break out the phonograph, play some "Billie" for me

One more time before I go

Let it shine, shine, shine, shine on me

I think I wanna know, wanna know you, Joe



I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet



I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet



Sit down in the back room

And throw me over the bar

Fly me up to your sky, moon

A-now

A-beep-bop-ba-da-dee-yah

A-what?

Oh, that's it

I know it sounds kinda crazy

I think I wanna know, wanna know you, Joe

Yeah!



I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

I think I wanna ride

I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

I think I wanna ride

And I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

I think I wanna ride

Well, I think I'm gonna fly along on your magic carpet

Yeah, yeah...