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| 1. |
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Laura Can't you give me some time I got to give myself one more chance To be the man that I know I am To be the man that I know I am Won't you just tell Cincinnati I'm gonna need your love Don't you give me your love Don't you give me your Ch'mon Ch'mon Where is your love Don't you give me your love Don't you give me your Ch'mon Ch'mon Where is your love Don't you give me your love Don't you give me your Freida Can't you spare me a dime I got to give myself one more chance To ring the bandthat I know I'm in To ring the bandthat I know I'm in Won't you just tell Baby Daddy I'm gonna need his love Why don't you give me he love Why don't you give me he Ch'mon Ch'mon Where is your love Don't you give me your love Don't you give me your Ch'mon Ch'mon Where is your love Don't you give me your love Don't you give me your This'll be the last time I ever do your hair One face among the many I never thought you cared Seen enough stuff Thought Igot rough Now I know it aint so I gottalive my own This'll be the last time I ever do your hair One face among the many I never thought you cared Seen enough stuff Thought Igot rough Now I know it aint so I gottalive my own |
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| 2. |
| 4:32 |
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When you grow up Livin' like a good boy oughta And your mama Takes a shine to her best son Something different All the girls they seem to like you Cause you're handsome Like to talk and a whole lot of fun But now your girl's gone a missin' And your house has got an empty bed The folks'll wonder 'bout the wedding They won't listen to a word you said Gonna take your mama out all night Yeah we'll show her what it's all about We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagneWe'll let the good times all roll outAnd if the music ain't good, well it's just too badWe're gonna sing along no matter what Because the dancers don't mind at the New OrleansIf you tip 'em and they make a cut Do it Take your mama out all night So she'll have no doubt That we're doing oh the best we can We're gonna do it Take your mama out all night You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man It's a struggle Livin' like a good boy oughta In the summer Watchin' all the girls pass by When your mama Heard the way that you'd been talking I tried to tell you That all she'd wanna do is cry Now we end up takin' the long way home Lookin' overdressed wearin' buckets of stale cologneIt's so hard to see streets on a country road When your glasses in the garbage And your Continental's just been towed Gonna take your mama out all night Yeah we'll show her what it's all about We'll get her jacked up on some cheap champagneWe'll let the good times all roll outAnd if the music ain't good, well it's just too badWe're gonna sing along no matter what Because the dancers don't mind at the New OrleansIf you tip 'em and they make a cut Do it Take your mama out all night So she'll have no doubt That we're doing oh the best we can We're gonna do it Take your mama out all night You can stay up late 'cause baby you're a full grown man |
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| 3. |
| 4:25 |
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Hello hello Hello hello Is any bodyin there Just not if you can here me Is any body home Come on now I hear you're feeling down well i can ease your pain and get you on your feet again relax I need some information first relax just don't face the facts can you show me where it hurts There is no pain you were receding a distant ship locked on the horizon you're only coming through in waves your lips move i can't hearwatcha saying when i was a child i caught afever my hands looked like two balloons once again can't explain you will not understand this is how i am Have Have Have be come come fortably numb Ok ok It's just a little pin prick there'll be no more Hi but you may feel a little sick can you stand up now I do believe working gotta keep it going through the show c'mon it's time to go gotta keep it going through the show c'mon it's time to go gotta keep it going through the show c'mon it's time to go gotta keep it going through the show c'mon it's time to go There is no pain you were receding a distant ship locked on the horizon you're only coming through in waves your lips move but i can't hearwatcha saying when i was a child i caught fieeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye I turned to lookbut it was gone I cannot put my finger on it oh thechild has grown dream is gone Have Have Have be come come fortably numb Have Have Have be come come fortably numb uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh uh huh Have Have Have be come come fortably numb |
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| 4. |
| 4:41 |
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I love the tone that's in your laugh Gasping for an extra breath Waiting for the time to pass I believe in days ahead Don't spend another night alone Cross and wishing you were dead. Mary, you shouldn't let 'em make you mad You hold the best you can And Mary, after all the pain is gone I'm always gonna live to be your man. I've had it easy now you see When I'm down you're always there Standing by to comfort me Someday we'll go round the world I'll make the journey so sublime I know you're not a travelin' girl. Mary, you shouldn't let 'em make you mad You hold the best you can And Mary, after all the pain is gone I'm always gonna live to be your man. Cause I'd give everything I have Forget all the things that bring me joy If you could have one day Pure and simple happiness Until that moment comes I'll be here where I've always been I'm gonna be your friend Until the day I die. Mary, you shouldn't let 'em make you mad You hold the best you can And Mary, after all the pain is gone I'm always gonna live to be your man. (hold on....) |
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| 5. |
| 3:18 |
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She's quiet when shes down Strangers from other towns Nowhere to be found On this side of the scene Would you like a cigarette, Or my hand upon your shoulder? I think we might have met Would you like me to come over? There's lovers in the backseat Jealous glances now I'm looking for another song On the radio I'll take you to a side street In the shadows you can touch one another now And I'll just watch the show She's happy when she's proud Attention well deserved Exuberant and loud A disguise can he know? How much she needs him now There's static on the sidelines Can you read my thoughts? Maybe its the right time There's lovers in the backseat Jealous glances now I'm looking for another song On the radio I'll take you to a side street In the shadows you can touch one another now And I'll just watch the show |
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| 6. |
| 3:14 |
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Creamsicle sky while the sun sets up in the west Where are the queers on the piers, heard they gave it their best Now they got jobs at a local fast food chain Flippin' tricks for the burger, since Lady M jacked their fame Flippin' tricks for the burger, since Lady M jacked their fame Cause you can't see tits on the radio I'll give you five fingers for a one man show Fasten those pants for the lap dance Take a shot now this may be your last chance There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (No no) Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out Black haired tranny counts sheep with her bed turned down But the bed's in Jersey and the sheep's on a farm Dark room Danny hears police alarm Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out Dark room Danny can't see with the lights turned out Cause you can't see tits on the radio I'll give you five fingers for a one man show Fasten those pants for the lap dance Take a shot now this may be your last chance There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (Oh no) There ain't no tits on the radio (No no) |
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| 7. |
| 3:48 |
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Oh you're so filthy And I'm gorgeous When you're walkin' down the street And a man tries to get your business And the people that you meet Want to open you up like Christmas You gotta wrap your fuzzy with a big red bow Ain't no sum bitch gonna treat me like a ho I'm a classy honey kissy huggy lovey dovey ghetto princess Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty And you can grab me Oooh cuz you're nasty When you're runnin' from a trick And you trip on a hit of acid You gotta work for the man But your biggest moneymakers' flaccid You gotta keep your shit together With your feet on the ground There ain't no one gonna listen If you haven't made a sound You're an acid junkie college flunky dirty puppy daddy bastard Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty And you can grab me Oooh cuz you're nasty Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) You're disgusting And you're nasty You can grab me Oooh cuz you're nasty Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) Cuz you're filthy (filthy) Oooh, and gorgeous (gorgeous) You're disgusting Oooh, and you're nasty And you can grab me Oooh cuz you're nasty |
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| 8. |
| 2:57 |
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I left my heart in San Fransisco I'ts at some motherfucking disco The people there where dancin' on it And that's including Ms. Matronic Hell if music is the victim then so am I Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry If music is the victim then som am I Of your bad fun Money's all gone but you need some Lover's on the phone but the got none Daddy ain't home from the dog run And you're riding through the city with a shotgun I left my bag in Pasadena Where all them girls was doin' Tina Them bitches sure where crunked up on it I said I'd rather smoke som chronic Hell if music is the victim then so am I Of lovin' and a cheatin' the snake gon' bite I beg and I scream and I cuss and I cry If music is the victim then som am I Of your bad fun Money's all gone but you need some Lover's on the phone but the got none Daddy ain't home from the dog run And you're riding through the city with a shotgun I left my man in Houston Texas Just before he finished breakfast He said; oh baby fry some more eggs But I was runnin' on my own two legs Hell if Jesus had the power than so do I To rise up from the dead and take up to the sky I'm bustin' for the money so I get by If music is the victim then so am I |
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| 9. |
| 3:08 |
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I know i'm into you I don't know what to do When we talk I feel like I died twice Boxers use it's fists Hockey players break their wrist You break my heart when you try to play nice Like a detective without a case I magnify what you say and Test the implications It could be you or it could be through Before it even begins I'm a fish swimming without fins Better luck next time Maybe we could have a go With another kind of love One that carries on Better luck next time Guess I've only one regret That I didn't get to know you better than I did You tell me that you're mine Are you just being kind? Let's not stretch our imagination When you look in my eyes Always get them butterflies My knees get weak with anticipation And if I might have a slip of the tongue Will the fun disappear? Is the binding coming undone? You keep me waiting within your grasp But I can't tell what you feel And I'm too afraid to ask you Better luck next time Maybe we could have a go With another kind of love One that carries on Better luck next time Guess I've only one regret That I didn't get to know you better than I did Better luck next time Maybe we could have a go With another kind of love One that carries on Better luck next time Guess I've only one regret That I didn't get to know you better than I did |
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| 10. |
| 4:39 |
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Sailling through the tunnels In the morning by yourself There's a very special feeling True sensation all is well If you stand and reach your arms out wide Close your eyes and try to fly It's an underground illusion Tricking you from side to side We knew all the answers And we shouted them like anthems Anxious and suspicious That God knew how much we cheated It can't come quickly enough And now you've spent your life Waiting for this moment And when you finally saw it come It passed you by and left you so defeated Skyscrapers rise between us Keeping me from finding you If the concrete architecture Dissapeared there'd be so few Of us left to navigate and Defend ourselves from the tide It's an underground illusion Tricking you from side to side There's no indication of What we were meant to be Sucking up to strangers Throwing wishes to the sea It can't come quickly enough And now you've spent your life Waiting for this moment And when you finally saw it come It passed you by and Left you so defeated |
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| 11. |
| 4:40 |
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Once there was a man who had a little too much time on his hands. He never stopped to think that he was getting older. And when his night came to an end, he tried to grasp for his last friend and pretend that he could wish himself health on a 4-leaf clover. He said: Is this the return to Oz? The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws. There's a wind-up man walking round and round. What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. 3 'o' clock in the morning, You get a phone call from the Queen With a hundred of heads she says that they're all dead. She tried the last one on it couldn't speak fell off and now she just wanders the halls thinkin' nothing, thinkin' nothing at all... She said: Is this the return to Oz? The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws. There's a wind-up man walking round and round What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. The wheelie's are pavement and the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide, deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes, But their countless words reveal that they can no longer feel Love or sex appeal The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal To return to Oz, we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws Please help me friend from coming down I've lost my place and now it can't be found Is this the return to Oz? The grass is dead, the gold is brown and the sky has claws. There's a wind-up man walking round and round What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. |
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