Would I kid you now
Shout it through the noise
A punk from Jersey
One of the boys
Ooh, I wish you would kiss me now
Just because
There ain't no questioning
What Frankie does
And everybody needs a sailor
Yellow moon, sea of blue
Stolen kisses, stormy weather
A tear or two, more or less
There must be something better
Than the anger and the pain
Oh, Frankie, could you spare a little tenderness
There are bullfights in Madrid
And the matador knows
Some go down fighting, some deal the blows
And God, I love you, Frankie
Just because
You're close to the madness
And I never was
But everybody needs a sailor
Yellow moon, sea of blue
Stolen kisses, stormy weather, oh
Heaven blessed, yes, there must be something better
Than the anger and the pain
Oh, Frankie, can you spare a little tenderness
A little tenderness
