Ebony Shoots

It is morning in a Manhattan disco, and Michael Jackson — who owns perhaps the most scrutinized face in America — is smiling warily for a roomful of strangers. Jackson has come to New York for two weeks of near–continuous hubbub, which will include three sold–out concerts at Madison Square Garden and highly anticipated appearances on the thirtieth annual Grammy Awards program (his first Televisione performance since the 1983 Motown 25 show) and at a benefit cena for the United Negro College Fund. This morning, though, he is performing the one chore that he reportedly dreads most —...

Chorus
Tell the angeli no, I don't wanna leave my baby alone
I don't want nobody else to hold te
That's a chance I'll take
Baby I'll stay, Heaven can wait
No, if the angeli took me from this earth
I would tell them bring me back to her
It's a chance I'll take, maybe I'll stay
Heaven can wait
You're beautiful

Each moment spent with te is simply wonderful
This Amore I have for te girl it's incredible
And I don't know what I'd do, if I can't be with te
The world could not go on so every night I pray
If the Lord should come for me before I wake
I wouldn't wanna go if I can't see your face, can't...

Another giorno has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me
You never detto goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did te have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did Amore slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That te are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

But te are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But te are not alone

'Lone, 'lone
Why, 'lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard te cry
Asking me to come
And hold te in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear...

She's got the look
She's so fine
And te know damn well
The girl will be mine
She got the breaks
She's a scene
And te know damn well
She gives it to me

Black jeans
And a turtleneck sweater
I know the girl is fakin'
'Cause I've seen her look better
She composition
She statistical fact
Got it ready for the willing
Got it kickin' at the back

She got the look
(She's got the look)
(Wanna know better)
She's got the look
(She's got the look)
(She's driving me wild)
(She's got the look)
(Wanna know better)
She's got the look
(She's got the look)
(She's driving me wild)

Come to the place, shoktacy
And te know damn well
You know...