Lyrics Jukebox Magazine - Melanie

Jukebox Magazine

I’ve heard stories but this time I’m reading mine
In a jukebox magazine
I know I’ve read it once before but if the line fits
Then they’ll use it once again
But real life spreads in the children
Over their heads in our knee deep
With their open faces and microscope eyes
Sponging your ideas
They bake them up in future lies
Leave the babe just seven days of being weaned
Is the labor ever done?
Parting slowly since the second they were dreamed of
Bitter tears have been born
Oh love, shine on the two of them
As the show lights on me
Fill the empty spaces with antique sing-a-longs
New ones sometimes
Sometimes just one more song
I’ve heard stories but this time I’m reading mine
In a jukebox magazine
I know I’ve read it once before but if the line fits
Then they’ll use it once again
Oh love, shine on the children
Over their heads in our knee deep
Fill the empty spaces with antique sing-a-longs
New ones sometimes
Sometimes just one more song
Just one more song before I’m home
Just one more song before I’m done
La la la la la la …
I’ve heard stories but this time I’m reading mine
In a jukebox magazine
I never play it twice the same but if the line fits
Then I’ll do it once again
Oh love, shine on the children
Over their heads in our knee deep
Fill the empty spaces with antique sing-a-longs
New ones sometimes
Sometimes just one more song
Just one more song
Before I’m done