Beaches, The Lyrics

Turn Me On

Happy kids up in the city ,

Say that I am on a roll ,

They think suddenly I'm it now ,

With corduroy and overalls ,

I've been living in a basement ,

And she's been sleeping in a car ,

A pack of wicked little talkers ,

Looking up into the stars ,

It's up to you ,

To turn me on, turn me off ,

It's up to you ,

To turn me on ,

Or turn me off ,

Tell me why you don't like going out the way you used to ,

Turn me on ,

Turn me on or turn me off ,

Can't stop working in the evening ,

Can't stop looking down the hall ,

Said your father's in the army ,

Said your mother's off the wall ,

I still have some reservations ,

She's always running out the door ,

But I'm done watching television ,

We can't stop flashing corner stores ,

It's up to you ,

To turn me on, turn me off ,

It's up to you ,

To turn me on ,

Or turn me off ,

Tell me why you don't like going out the way you used to ,

Turn me on ,

Tell me why you don't like going out the way you used to ,

Tell me why you don't like getting by the way you used to ,

Tell me why you don't like going out the way you used to ,

Turn me on ,

Turn me on or turn me off,