Hit Parade

How good can it feel

To be on your hit parade

Can't say how real

It feels knowin' you got it made

You ask me to tell you again

I've said it before

And it feels real good

It should

On your hit parade

Now here's the story

When two lovers meet with great expectations

But one of them seems shy

The other one leaps with no hesitation

She wants it but she don't know why

On the other hand if you're living alone

And you think that it makes it

Why must you go out every night

Is the hit parade so close you swear you can taste it

Just forget it you won't get a bite

How good can it feel

To be on your hit parade

Can't say how real it feels

Knowin' you got it made

Got it made

We'll play that song once again

Oh, we played it so well

It feels

So real, so real

It feels

So real, so real

It feels

It feels so real

It feels

It feels so real

On your hit parade

It feels so real