actress
writer carly simon

some day i’m going to grow up and be every man’s dream
some day i’m going to grow up and forget this sad little me
i’m going to shine in the spotlight wear sexy clothes
be somebody everybody wants to meet and no one ever really knows
no one will ever know me i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones critics will adore me at least they will at first
but you see i already know this so it can’t never really hurt
and if it does, i’m an actress i’ll play it nonchalant
in the total scheme of things it’s insignificant (sure i can take the knocks)
cause i’m an actress through and through and to my bones
i’m an actress through and through and to my bones
i may not be that pretty now but who’s the referee
standards of beauty will be redefined because of me
and then they’ll be the scandals
everywhere my name men will jump from balconies
and i’ll just shrug and take the blame (yeah, they’ll say i died for love)
cause i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones well, i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones my acceptance speech will be a milestone
never will such a star have ever graced the microphone
and of course i’ll thank my agent the way they always do
though i could have done it without him and that goes for the academy too
and the makeup people and the lighting designers and everybody else
cause i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones i’m an actress yeah, yeah, yeah
i’ll be gracious to the lesser stars and generous to the unknowns
and if another actress threatens my position on the throne
well, i don’t know exactly what i’ll do
i don’t exactly know but i know that it could turn into
one of my most poignant roles
everyone will have their handkerchiefs out
and they’ll have to leave the theater early
and then they’ll go home
and what’ll they do?
they`ll have a big glass of alcohol
cause i’m an actress through and through
and to my bones
and if i make it to the top i won’t be overthrown
i’m an actress ah, yeah, yeah

(carly simon)

heat’s up, tea’s brewed
clothes strewn around the room
looks like a wind swept through
made a wild man out of you
and doesn’t anger turn you on
and expectation of a calm
after the storm
and your body feels so warm
after the storm

the wind’s pulling the moon down
under the eiderdown
you’re taking me to town
and you’re tossing me around
you come on like a hurricane
i’m settling like youre weathervane
after the storm
and your body feels so warm
after the storm

(carly simon/jacob brackman/andy goldmark)

what do the neighbours say
when they hear us scream at night
do they talk about a love
all in tatters
what do the neighbours know
about the heart and soul
the fire down below
that really matters
they can never guess
in the silences
that all i want is you
and the sexy hurricane
we got here
all i want is you
i don’t want a man
to say "good morning dear"
let ‘em listen at the door
let ‘em listen through the floor
let ‘em go ahead and draw the wrong conclusion
so chase me ’round the room
make me crazy like the moon
they can never guess
in the silences
that all i want is you
and the sexy hurricane that we share
all i want is you
i don’t want a man
who tiptoes up the stairs
all i want is you
and the freight train
whistling over my track
all i want is you
and your mack truck loving
jumping me jack!
oh, jack!

(carly simon)

my goin’ has nothing to do with you
i’m planning a trip all alone
and all i want is a room with a view
where the sight of the sunset full blown
makes me ache with feeling alone.

(chorus)
and i’ll think about you there
if i do some thinkin’
and i’ll care about you there
as it’s love i’ve know
it’s not to leave you that i’m goin’
i’m just goin’ to be alone

it seems that i’m hearing those noises again
the voices, once small, now have grown.
flashbacks keep sending me way back to when
the sounds of the waves on the stones
make me ache with feelin’ alone

(chorus)

(carly simon)

some destination,
a footstep in the sand
some indication,
a truth to understand.
i’m going hunting,
to find it if i can.
but it might be just an arrow,
to still some other plan.

(chorus)
hidden meanings and love’s strange ways
keep me looking for more and more,
but all i find is that behind
each new door is another door.

time’s printed pages,
words you won’t forget;
go out and try to live them,
you’ll be an angel yet.
i’m going hunting,
i think i’ll win the bet.
but it might end up winning me sorrow,
and leaving my soul in debt.

(chorus)