Lyrics Frankie In the Rain - Jennifer Warnes
                                                Would 
                                                    I 
                                                kid 
                                                you 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shout 
                                                it 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                noise
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                punk 
                                                from 
                                                Jersey
 
                                    
                                
                                                One 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                boys
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ooh, 
                                                    I 
                                                wish 
                                                you 
                                                would 
                                                kiss 
                                                me 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                because
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                ain't 
                                                no 
                                                questioning
 
                                    
                                
                                                What 
                                                Frankie 
                                                does
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                everybody 
                                                needs 
                                                    a 
                                                sailor
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yellow 
                                                moon, 
                                                sea 
                                                of 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stolen 
                                                kisses, 
                                                stormy 
                                                weather
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                tear 
                                                or 
                                                two, 
                                                more 
                                                or 
                                                less
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                something 
                                                better
 
                                    
                                
                                                Than 
                                                the 
                                                anger 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                Frankie, 
                                                could 
                                                you 
                                                spare 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                tenderness
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                are 
                                                bullfights 
                                                in 
                                                Madrid
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                matador 
                                                knows
 
                                    
                                
                                                Some 
                                                go 
                                                down 
                                                fighting, 
                                                some 
                                                deal 
                                                the 
                                                blows
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                God, 
                                                    I 
                                                love 
                                                you, 
                                                Frankie
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                because
 
                                    
                                
                                                You're 
                                                close 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                madness
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                was.
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                everybody 
                                                needs 
                                                    a 
                                                sailor
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yellow 
                                                moon, 
                                                sea 
                                                of 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stolen 
                                                kisses, 
                                                stormy 
                                                weather, 
                                                oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Heaven 
                                                blessed, 
                                                yes, 
                                                there 
                                                must 
                                                be 
                                                something 
                                                better
 
                                    
                                
                                                Than 
                                                the 
                                                anger 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                pain
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                Frankie, 
                                                can 
                                                you 
                                                spare 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                tenderness, 
                                                    a 
                                                little 
                                                tenderness
 
                                    
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