The Lexicon of Love Album

Artist(s): ABC

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Show Me

length: 4:03
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry, Mark White, Mark Lickley

Once I needed your love
But that was just one thing left on my mind
Then I needed to feel you near me
You said: "Don't have the time."

The cowboys at the rodeo
The rhine-stones on that Romeo
Your theme tune on the radio
Souvenirs that only go to

Show me, show me
Show me that your mine
Show me, show me
Give me just one sign
Show me, show me
Second that emotion
Show me, show me love

Since we're skimming the surface darling
Now's time to get in deep
You've opened up the envelope
But there's still one secret you keep

A pirate station or the late night show
A sunken ship with a rich cargo
Buried treasure that the four winds blow
Wind and rain it only goes to

Show me, show me
Show me that your mine
Show me, show me
Give me just one sign
Show me, show me
Second that emotion
Show me, show me love

Some things are hidden
Some things you`ll see
Make me know
Signal to me

Nine out of ten, in every case
She might look pretty but there`s make up on her face

Show me, show me love
And you can be free
And you could be free. Free. Free.

Where are the diamonds?
Where are the curls?
Where are the things that you took from this world?

These are the diamonds
These are the curls
These are the things that you took from this world

Poison Arrow

length: 3:25
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
bass guitar: Mark Lickley
writer: Mark Lickley, Martin Fry, Stephen Singleton, Mark White
If I were to say to you
"Can you keep a secret?"
Would you know just what to do
Or where to keep it?
Then I say, "I love you"
And foul the situation
Hey, girl, I thought we were
The right combination

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target
Blame Cupid, Cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, stupid

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow

No rhythm in cymbals
No tempo in drums
Love on arrival
She comes when she comes
Right on the target
But wide of the mark
What I thought was fire
Was only the spark
The sweetest melody
Is an unheard refrain
So lower your sights
Yeah, but raise your aim
Raise your aim

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target
Blame Cupid, Cupid
You think you're smart
Stupid, stupid

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow

I thought you loved me
But it seems you don't care
I care enough to know
I can never love you

Who broke my heart?
You did, you did
Bow to the target
Blame Cupid
You think you're smart
That's stupid
Right from the start
When you knew we would part

Shoot that poison arrow to my heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow to my heart, heart, heart
Shoot that poison arrow

Heart
Shoot that poison arrow
Shoot that poison arrow

Many Happy Returns

length: 3:58
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry, Mark White, Mark Lickley
When I accepted this job
I was resigned to my fate
When I got there early
She`d arrive late
You can say she`s gone forever
Or just sit tight and wait
She said I was unprincipled
That I was not the first

Like the Phoenix coming back
From the ashes, uh-huh
I know what`s good,
But I know what trash is
In the head-lights,
In the highlights of her hair...
Hit the head lines
But she`s not there:

Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned

Okay, I`m sad, not blue
Okay, remember
All that matters to me now
Is the message I sent her

Like the world, spinning `round
On its axis, uh-huh
I know democracy
But I know what`s fascist
When she`s gone, all I got to learn
Is the law of diminishing return
When she`s here, one thing I`ve found
Things get better second time around

Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned

Okay I`m sad, not blue
Okay, remember
All that matters to me now
Is the message I sent her

Now she`s gone, she`s gone away
Now she`s gone forget her
Coming back another day
If you`d only let her

Now she`s gone, she`s gone away
But she`s gone forget her
Coming back another day
So why resurrect her?

Many happy returns
Many happy returns
These are the lessons I could have learned
Return. Many happy returns
And these are the letters I should have burned

Tears Are Not Enough

length: 3:31
producer: Steve Brown and Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
trombone: Andy Gray
bass guitar: Mark Lickley
writer: Mark White, Martin Fry, Stephen Singleton, Mark Lickley, Anne Dudley
Tears for souvenirs
Tears are not enough
Tears for shields and spears
Tears are not enough

Searching for certainty
When it's such an unstable world
Searching for something good
And I'm looking for the real McCoy
Blueprint: That says that boy meets girl
Picture: Girl meets boy
A blueprint that says that the boy meets the girl
Picture in a magazine

Yes you've shown your feelings
Yes you've shown you're tough
Said things worth believing
Tears are not enough

Slam that door, slap my face
I don't love you anymore
Dry your eyes Sink or swim
You surmise you can't win
We all make great mistakes

Would I lie
Should I lie
Could I lie to you?
Excuses had their uses
But now they're all used up, all used up

Yes you've shown your feelings
Yes you've shown you're tough
Said things worth believing
Tears are not enough

Tears for souvenirs
Tears are not enough
Tears for shields and spears
Tears are not enoug

Valentine’s Day

length: 3:42
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry, Mark White, Mark Lickley
When the postman don't call on Valentine's day
And Santa Claus don't come on a Christmas Day
That umbrella won't work on a rainy day
Don't ask me, I already know
When they find you beached on the barrier reef
And the only pleasure treasured is in map relief
The choice is yours, sure, saint or thief
Don't ask me I already know
When they baked your cake in little slices,
Kept your eyes on rising prices,
Wound up winning booby prizes;
I'm sure you'd like to think you know what life is
Find destiny through magazines
Liplicking, unzipping
Harpers and Queens
From here to eternity,
Without in-betweens,
Don't ask me, I already know
With your heart on parade and your heart on parole
I hope you find a sucker to buy that mink stole
School for scandal,
Guess who's enrolled?
So ask me, I already know
When they find you beached on the barrier reef
When the postman don't call on Valentine's Day
When the only pleasure treasured is in map relief
When you don't tell the truth, that's the price you pay
When I'm shaking a hand, I'm clenching a fist
If you gave me a pound for the moments I missed
And I got dancing lessons for all the lips I shoulda kissed
I'd be a millionaire
I'd be a Fred Astaire

The Look of Love, Part One

length: 3:30
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
keyboard: Mark White
strings arranger: Anne Dudley
bass guitar: Mark Lickley
writer: Mark White, Martin Fry, Stephen Singleton, David Palmer
When your world is full of strange arrangements
and gravity won't pull you through
you know you're missing out on something
well that something depends on you.
All I'm saying it takes a lot to love you
all I'm doing you know it's true
all I mean now there's one thing
yes one thing that turns this grey sky to blue.

That's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love

When your girl has left you out on the pavement (Goodbye)
Then your dreams fall apart at the seams
Your reason for living's your reason for leaving
Don't ask me what it means.
Who got the look? I don't know the answer to that question
Where's the look? If I knew I would tell you
What's the look? Look for your information
Yes there's one thing the one thing that still holds true
What's that?

That's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love

That's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love
that's the look that's the look the look of love

If you judge a book by the cover
Then you judge the look by the lover
I hope you'll soon recover
Me I go from one extreme to another

And all my friends just might ask me
They say 'Martin, maybe, one day you'll find true love'
And I say 'Maybe, there must be a solution to
The one thing, the one thing, we can't find'

That's the look that's the look, Sisters and Bothers
that's the look that's the look, should help each other
that's the look that's the look, oh, oh, oh,
Heavens above.
That's the look that's the look, hip hip hooray, ay.
that's the look that's the look, yippee ai yippee aiay
that's the look that's the look, be lucky in love
Look of love.

Date Stamp

length: 3:52
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry, David Palmer, Mark Lickley, Mark White
This heart`s up for sale
Yeah, this heart`s on the stand
Mix and match and melt in my mouth
Nothing ever goes quite as planned
You fly north and I`ll sail south

So redevelop product
Redesign this package
Still refuse to reach in your pocket
Everything is temporary written on that sand
Looking for the girl that meets supply with demand

Love has no guarantee
(Yes I`m date stamped)
Promise me eternity
(Guess I`ll fade away)
Even with a pedigree
(Yes I`m date stamped)
Love has no guarantee

That heart`s on display, yes, that heart`s off the rails
A ship in the harbour with wind in its sails
Chain up love inside the chain-store girl
Chain up love and exchange it

Is Monsieur a connoisseur or just short-changed?
Off the rack or custom-fit it all seems the same
Look but don`t touch in paradise
Don`t let them catch you damaging the merchandise

Love has no guarantee
(Yes I`m date stamped)
Promise me eternity
(Guess I`ll fade away)
Even with a pedigree
(Yes I`m date stamped)
Love has no guarantee

I get sales talk from sales assistants
When all I want to do girl, is lower your resistance
Everything is temporary, written in the sand
Looking for the girl that meets supply with demand

Love has no guarantee
Brings out the woman in me
Even with a pedigree
Love has no guarantee

No chance of subtlety
No promise of eternity
Even with a pedigree
Love has no guarantee

All of My Heart

length: 5:18
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Mark White, David Palmer, Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry
Once upon a time when we were friends
I gave you my heart, the story ends
No happy ever after, now we're friends

Wish upon a star if that might help
The stars collide if you decide
Wish upon a star if that might help

What's it like to have loved and to lose her touch
What's it like to have loved and to lose that much

Well, I hope and I pray that maybe someday
You'll walk in the room with my heart
Add and subtract, but as a matter of fact
Now that you're gone, I still want you back
Remembering, surrendering, remembering that part
All of my heart

Spilling up in silk and coffee lace
You hook me up a rendezvous at your place
Your lipstick and your lipgloss seals my fate

Sentimental powers might help you now
But skip the hearts and flowers, skip the ivory towers
You'll be disappointed, and I'll lose a friend

No, I won't be told there's a crock of gold
At the end of the rainbow
Or that pleasure and pain, sunshine and rain
Might make this love grow

But I hope and I pray that maybe someday
You'll walk in the room with my heart
Add and subtract, but as a matter of fact
Now that you're gone, I still want you back
Remembering, surrendering
The kindest cut's the cruelest part
All of my heart

Yes, I hope and I pray that maybe someday
You'll walk in the room with my heart
And I shrug and I say that maybe today
You'll come home soon
Surrendering, remembering, surrendering that heart
All of my heart

4 Ever 2 Gether

length: 5:31
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
writer: Stephen Singleton, Martin Fry, Mark White, Anne Dudley, David Palmer
Speak no
Evil

You can`t tell me, how to run my life
You can`t tell me, drugs you`re using
You`re talking loud, and saying nothing
Walking proud, and going nowhere fast
You know

If you could tell me, how to find belief
If you told me, I`d believe you
Speak no evil, hear no evil
See no evil, I`ll close my eyes
You know, love grows

Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

I stuck a marriage proposal
In the waste disposal
If that`s the trash aesthetic,
I`d suggest that we forget it
Your 12 disciples might kiss and tell, but
You can tell me much more than they can,
Right now

A mathematical equation
Won`t describe my liaison
The stars in the sky might try persuading
But you can tell me, I won`t hear you
You can`t tell me, I gave up the listening
Years ago


Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

So you`re broken heart, here, take it to the mender
I got something on the agenda

Speak. No
Evil

Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part
For when two hearts but strong and sweet
One promise I can never meet

Forgive and forget, for goodness sake
For love this strong, might make or break
Forever together, 4 years 2 come
4 love 2 strong, 4 us 2 part

Two`s a party, three`s a crowd
I`m surprised what get`s allowed
Three coins inside the fountain
You saw Mohammed move the mountain

Speak no evil

The Look of Love, Part Four

length: 0:59
producer: Trevor Horn
lead vocals: Martin Fry
engineer: Gary Langan
bass guitar: Mark Lickley
guest bass guitar: Mark Lickley
writer: Mark White, Martin Fry, Stephen Singleton, David Palmer
Instrumental