 RIDING ON THE BACK lyrics ( FRANCIS DUNNERY )   
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Artist : FRANCIS DUNNERY
Song : RIDING ON THE BACK
Molly came home from work and found her cat dead
She suddenly realized she wanted a dog
instead
She dashed down to the kennel and
bought herself a puppy
And on that first walkies she ran
across a yuppie
His name was Steven, he was very clean
shaven and patient
Just the type of guy to help her build
the kinda life
That she's been craving
And still to this day, coincidence is
all the rage!
I'm riding on the back of a giant bird
Bigger than you, bigger than me
On the west side of your memory
The scent that sings your pot poureé
The flour in your bakery
Johnny and Rita had a real thing going
on
Johnny shows Rita to his best friend
called Bobbie
Who freaks over Rita, she finds
herself smitten
With Bobbie's commitment to old
fashioned values
So they run off together, it's a match
made in heaven
She is a painter and he is a
turpentine seller
Just the kind of love to make a lonely
man
And lonely woman better
And still to this day coincidence is
all the rage!
I'm riding on the back of a giant bird
Bigger than you, bigger than me
It's the fight in your artillery
The painting in your gallery
The food in your delivery
I don't want to break your heart in
two
There's just one thing I'd like you to
try
Don't let science take your wings away
You can live tomorrow from today
Frankie got out of school and found
himself dead
Instead of a diploma they gave him
some white bread
And Graham was in Chicago in a middle
class home
Destined for marriage and a lock on
his bone
And Johnny was Italian and it was
meant to be
All kinds of stupid till he moved to
New York City
Just the type of town to help create
The type of music that's free
I'm riding on the back of a giant bird
Bigger than you, bigger than me
Bigger than all history
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