Don't wish it away

[removed user]

Don't look at it like it's forever
Between you and me
I could honestly say
That things can only get better

And while I'm away
Dust out the demons inside
And it won't be long
Before you and me run
To the place in our hearts
Where we hide

And I guess that's why
They call him Dele
Time on my hands
Could be time spent with you
Laughing like children
Living like lovers
Rolling like thunder under the covers
And I guess that's why
They call him Dele

 

[Senior Flange Technician]

Her name was dele dele adebola
With yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there
She would merengue and do the cha-cha
And while she tried to be a star
Tony always tended bar
Across the crowded floor, they worked from 8 til 4
They were young and they had each other
Who could ask for more?

Chorus:

At the copa (co!) copacabana (copacabana)
The hottest spot north of havana (here)
At the copa (co!) copacabana
Music and passion were always in fashion
At the copa.... they fell in love

His name was rico
He wore a diamond
He was escorted to his chair, he saw dele dancing there
And when she finished,he called her over
But rico went a bit to far
Tony sailed across the bar
And then the punches flew and chairs were smashed in two
There was blood and a single gun shot
But just who shot who?

Repeat chorus

At the copa... she lost her love

Her name is dele, dele adebola,
But that was 30 years ago, when they used to have a show
Now it�s a disco, but not for dele,
Still in dress she used to wear,
Faded feathers in her hair
She sits there so refined,and drinks herself half-blind
She lost her youth and she lost her tony
Now she�s lost her mind

Repeat chorus

At the copa... don�t fall in love
Don�t fall in love

 

[davenport]

to the tune of heh baby

De....le Adebola hoo ha
I wannaknoo..w will you score a goal

cant be arsed to write anymore but I think you get the point

 

[Major Oak Morgan]

Thank you Dele much Dele Adebola.

Thank you Dele much, thank you Dele Dele Dele much.

 

[removed user]

Friday night and the lights are low
Looking out for the place to go
Where they play the right music, getting in the swing
You come in to look for a king
Anybody could be that guy
Night is young and the musics high
With a bit of rock music, everything is fine
Youre in the mood for a dance
And when you get the chance...

You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen
Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life
See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen

 

[dellaroc]

I don't think you're ready,
For this Dele,
I don't think you're ready,
For this Dele,
I don't think you're ready,
For this,
Cos my body's too bootylicious for ya babe...

 

[dellaroc]

(Lola by The Kinks)

Dele is a red, he's a tricky tree,
He hates Notts, Leicester and Derby
Adebola!
Dele Adebola!

 

[Caly in our Alley]

He's good in the air
And he's good on the floor
We offered him one year
But he wanted more
Adebola
Ade-booola.