OMC Pours Out Your Eyes

It’s days like these that make me think of you constantly

It’s like I sit around waiting for you response

It’s like the phone and I have telepathy

Could you please just maybe give me a sign?

You looked across the room at me

She walked up and said nothing

You said it with a smile, you said it with a smile

Denim jeans and white leather loafers

Sky blue eyes but nobody noticed

Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby it just pours out your eyes

You don’t know it, you don’t show it

You don’t know what you do, what you do

You don’t know it and you don’t show it

You don’t know what you do, what you do

You like to hang around classy restaurants

You like to call me at home on my cell phone

You pull my heart strings ‘cos you know I won’t go

You make a scene as you turn to wave goodbye

Felt like raindrops crying from the sky

Oh, you act so cool, you’re nobody’s fool

She loves soapies and oriental cats

Plastic fantastic and China’s on the go

Oh baby, oh baby, oh baby, it just pours out your eyes

Oh lady, what cha doing?

You just give it all away,oh, You just give it all away

Oh, you just give it all away, I can see it in your eyes

You just give it all away,oh, You just give it all away

Oh, you just give it all away, I can see it in your eyes

OMC I Love L.A.

New York City, so cold and so damp

And people are dressed so funky

Let’s leave Chicago alone with bitter clouds

That town’s a little bit too rugged, for you and me, girl

Rollin’ down the Imperial Highway, nasty little redhead at my side

Santa Ana wind blowin’ hot from the north, yeah we was born to ride

Gonna roll down the window, put down the top

Crank up The Beach Boys, baby, don’t let the music stop

We’re gonna ride it till we just can’t ride it no more

From the South Bay to the Valley, from the West Side to the East Side

Everybody’s very happy ’cause the sun is shining all the time

Looks like another perfect day

I love L.A., I love L.A., you love L.A., I love L.A.

West Side to the East Side, South Bay to the Valley

Now rolls in Hollywood, yeah, I love it

Look at that mountain, look at those trees

Look at that bum over there, man, down on his knees, oh

Check out those women

There’s nothin’ like ’em anywhere (you can’t seem them, man)

(Century Boulevard) I love it (Victory Boulevard) I love it

(Santa Monica Boulevard, ooh) I love it (Sixth Street) I love it

From the South Bay to the Valley, from the West Side to the East Side

Everybody’s very happy, ’cause the sun is shining all the time

Looks like another perfect day

Do you love L.A.?

(I love L.A.) Man, I love L.A. (I love L.A.) I love L.A.

(I love L.A.) Do you love L.A.? (I love L.A.) I love L.A.

(I love L.A.) I love L.A.

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (West side to the East Side)

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (South Bay to the Valley)

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (Now we’re in the possible southern bound)

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (Coming to Beverly)

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (Gonna try the Venice Beach, yeah)

(I love L.A.) I love L.A. (West side to the East Side)

(I love L.A.) (South Bay to the Beverly)

(South Bay, does he wanna be bad?)

OMC Land Of Plenty

A long white cloud ancient land

Open field sacred ground

Bays of plenty, the bluff, the cape

Streaming sands, boiling place

White water swells, bridges of old

Deep clear nights, open shores

Winter season brings out the best

Summer nights in Auckland

And my father used to say

“Oh, we came to this land of plenty

And we came to this land of hope

We came to this land of good times

And we came to this land of love

Oh, we came to this land of love”

Mountain range, snow peak tops

Fresh water stream, Fouveax strait

Open caves that glow supreme

Black sand shores, lion rock

Monuments, mission bay

Cuba street, Vulcan lane

Westerly winds, sun and rains

Beautiful days in the Wellington

And my father used to say

“Oh, we came to this land of plenty

And we came to this land of hope

We came to this land of good times

And we came to this land of love

Oh, we came to this land of love”

Desert roads, Mt. Ruapehu

The piston ferry decides your fate

Oval square, civic center

And Nelson Gorge where we lost a mate

Oamaru via Timaru

Winding roads, sudden bends

Lake taupe, Bethel’s beach

A word to the wise increase the peace

And my father used to say

“Oh, we came to this land of plenty

And we came to this land of hope

We came to this land of good times

And we came to this land of love

Oh, we came to this land of love”

Oh, we came to this land of plenty

And we came to this land of hope

We came to this land of good times

And we came to this land of love

Oh, we came to this land of love

OMC Lingo With The Gringo

Higher flier, angel’s wings we drive

My destination, Happy Ville

Money spent on refreshments to cool my temperature

A fine wine or two, sweet food for my mind song

The coolest music to swing to

Jamming out tunes that remind me of you

My pockets lined with gold, I sold the old to reflect

The new tune on my stereo, blow, flow

Tasting sweet dreams caresses me, tried a new style

Wow, lost the vibe while I was in denial

Took a bad trip, slip, flip, shook my ego

I shouldn’t let it get me down son

I need to just live a little, play some fun games

With sisters with no names, stories told in street lingo

Understandable by some friends, I have none

Brothers and sisters under the same old sun

Naked to the devil’s deviants, we show a blind eye

We need no one to spoil our adventures of books

Marked at chapter one

Underlined ‘Ravings of Polynesia’

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo, I’m in Lingo with the Gringo

Lingo with the Gringo

OMC Angel In Disguise

You’re given all your loving, your passion is the key

Sending out ambition with positivity

Solitude brings comfort to a poisoned population

Acting out on instinct feels more than what it seems

Hesitations breeds stimulation to the hardened mind

You’re the heaven sent, you’re the real McCoy, an angel in disguise

Oooooh-waaaaahh… Oooooh-waaaaahh…

You came to me like a vision, in darkness you brought light

You’re so understanding, my angel in disguise

Oooooh-waaaaahh… Oooooh-waaaaahh…

You spread your wings and fly into the night

You light the fire that burns deep down inside

We’re basically optimistic mapping out the course

You’re the Queen of Sheba, hiding out in the South of France

You play the part like a movie star, performing to perfection

You protect the weak on Alphabet St., you’re the voice in the dark

Suddenly it all made sense wisdom for the wise

You’ve opened up imagination, my angel in disguise

Oooooh-waaaaahh… Oooooh-waaaaahh…

You came to me like a vision, in darkness you brought light

You’re so understanding, my angel in disguise

Oooooh-waaaaahh… Oooooh-waaaaahh…

You spread your wings and fly into the night

You light the fire that burns deep down inside

OMC How Bizarre

Brother Pele’s in the back, sweet Zina’s in the front

Cruising down the freeway in the hot, hot sun

Suddenly red-blue lights flash us from behind

Loud voice booming, “Please step out onto the line”

Pele preach words of comfort, Zina just hides her eyes

Policeman taps his shades, “Is that a Chevy ’69?”

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Destination unknown, as we pull in for some gas

A freshly pasted poster reveals a smile from the past

Elephants and acrobats, lions, snakes, monkey

Pele speaks “righteous,” Sister Zina says “funky”

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It’s making me crazy (It’s making me crazy)

Every time I look around (Look around)

Every time I look around (Every time I look around)

Every time I look around

It’s in my face

Ringmaster steps out and says “the elephants left town”

People jump and jive, and the clowns have stuck around

TV news and cameras, there’s choppers in the sky

Marines, police, reporters ask where, for, and why

Pele yells, “We’re outta here,” Zina says, “Right on”

Making moves and starting grooves before they knew we were gone

Jumped into the Chevy, headed for big lights

Wanna know the rest? Hey, buy the rights

How bizarre

How bizarre, how bizarre

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It’s making me crazy (It’s making me crazy)

Every time I look around (Look around)

Every time I look around (Everytime I look around)

Every time I look around

It’s in my face

It’s in my face

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It’s making me crazy (It’s making me crazy)

Every time I look around (Look around)

Every time I look around (Every time I look around)

Every time I look around

It’s in my face

Ooh, baby (Ooh, baby)

It’s making me crazy (It’s making me crazy)

Every time I look around (Look around)

Every time I look around (Look around)

Every time I look around

It’s in my face

OMC She Loves Italian

Sweet lady on the telephone

She likes fast cars made in Rome

Two week vacation in the hot, hot sun

She’s drop dead gorgeous, man, she loves to have fun

Aha, she loves Italian

Aha, she loves Italian

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

Brothers call her Desire

A sweet sister of fire

Were you born with a silver spoon?

I dig your style, man, you fly me to the moon

Aha, she loves Italian

Aha, she loves Italian

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

She’s got money, but she don’t care

A fancy talk only bores her to tears

She makes a move to a seaside cafe

She orders pasta and a glass of champagne

Aha, she loves Italian

Aha, she loves Italian

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

She deserves to be in diamonds and furs

She likes to dance with a sexy little twirls

You make my heart skip, skip, skip, skip

I’ll give my right arm for a kiss, kiss, kiss

Aha, she loves Italian

Aha, she loves Italian

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

Sweet lady on the telephone

She likes fast cars made in Rome

Two week vacation in the hot, hot sun

She’s drop dead gorgeous, man, she loves to have fun

Aha, she loves Italian

Aha, she loves Italian

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

Ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh, ooh wah ooh

Ooh wah ooh

OMC Never Coming Back

Siale’s gone away and she’s never comin’ back here again

I understand, I know where you’re comin’ from

Just take your time, you’ve planned this since the first time we met, oh

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back again?

First time I saw you, you were crowned in silver

You’re hair full of fire, I guess you would have been a goddess

Incognito, hiding all my lies, and this year, I was more than content

Ten times my eyes glanced upon your temple

But I never imagine my deep fantasies

In case you really had another lover, another brother

I know your name is desire

The words you speak chocolate coated whispers

You have a style so unique and pure

A vision from up above, I think I’m infatuated by your spirit

As you passed by my eyes

I’m like a little child mesmerized by your magic

Well, ten times my eyes glanced upon your temple

Well, ten times my eyes glanced upon your temple

Time flies when you’re havin’ fun

Well, time flies when you’re havin’ fun

Well, time flies when you’re havin’ fun, well, time flies

Siale’s gone away and she’s never comin’ back here again

I understand, I know where you’re comin’ from

So take your time, you’ve planned this since the first time we met

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back again?

Time flies when you’re havin’ fun

Well, time flies when you’re havin’ fun

Well, time flies when you’re havin’ fun, well, time flies

Siale’s gone away and she’s never comin’ back here again

I understand, I know where you’re comin’ from

Just take your time, you’ve planned this since the first time we met

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back?

Are you ever comin’ back? Are you ever comin’ back again?