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We touched like watercolour fawns
In landscapes painted by Cezanne Like lovers floating painted by Chegall But you and I were you-I then We thought the rush wo uld never end We thought the sky, t he sky would never fall We lived we loved we laughed we cried We'll never die, and now I th ink of you And I change right into Mr Blue You say your lover buys you lace I say he's fine, I like his face I guess you still think love will conquere all I know, but it's not what you think I only hope it s tays in sync I only want, I want to wish you well |
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from Michael Franks - Rendezvous In Rio (2007)
When I walk around Soho
I remember Gamboa There's a feeling, there's a beat That hugs me like a boa Walking by the docks Where Donga make the samba In the rhythm of the people From Angola from Ruanda Suffering along in the wonderful dilemma Falling in the trap of the beautiful Morena Oh, it feels so good kissing you in the cinema With this God given love Who would dare to condemn us? Ai, ai, ai que coisa louca Ai, meu deus que coisa boa Ai, ai, ai que coisa louca Ai, meu deus que coisa boa |
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from Michael Franks - Rendezvous In Rio (2007)
Why can't we free the love inside us?
Those inhibitions which divide us Is it naive of me to seek such ecstasy? I crave the chemistry of love. Let's build the Taj Mahal of pleasure Follow the blue print to those treasures A formula aside should help us Crystallize into the chemistry of love. Please don't recite me poetry I rather feel you close to me And listen to the rhythm of your heart Now here we are woman and man And like those statues by Rodin I can't tell you for me Inside the chemistry of love. |
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from Michael Franks - Rendezvous In Rio (2007)
Snow in my shoes
Mid-Winter blues Have got me down (Just point me South...let's go now) The clothes on my back Are too Pasternak From sole to crown Where in the hell's the snowplow? Down 95 We'll come alive And by the time we get somewhere Near Savannah Give Winter the slip It's well worth the trip To be togerther Under the sun Under the sun Stress is undone With every mile We travel down that highway Hot tea and songs It won't be long Till we arrive At our island hideaway Unpack the car See how things are We'll roll up all the Blinds To let some light in We've come a long way Small price to pay To be together Under the sun And every evening watch the sunset Oh the gardenia scent is sweet Remember me, I'm from out West and I need the heat Under the sun Over the opal sea Sometimes a cloud Sails along harmlessly Under the sun Sambaing hand-in-hand You and me two Sandpipers in the sand |
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from Michael Franks - Rhino Hi-Five: Michael Franks (2006)
Whenever I explore the land of Yin
I always take one on the chin And now this lioness has almost made me tame I can't pronounce her name But eggplant is her game The lady sticks to me like white on rice She never cooks the same way twice- Maybe it's the mushrooms Maybe the tomatoes I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game When my baby cooks her eggplant She don't read no book And she's got a Gioconda Kind of dirty look And my baby cooks her eggplant About 19 different ways But sometimes I just have it raw With mayonnaise Maybe it's the way she grates her cheese Or just the freckles on her knees Maybe it's the scallions Maybe she's Italian I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game. |
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from Michael Franks - Rhino Hi-Five: Michael Franks (2006)
And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply. And divide by two I know today's your birthday And I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song instead and I call it: Popsicle Toes Popsicle Toes, Popsicle Toes are always froze Popsicle Toes, You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes You must have been Miss Pennsylvania With all this pulchritude, How come you always load your Pentax When I'm in the nude? We ought to have a birthday party And you can wear your birthday clothes, Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle Toes You got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw- I like to feel your warm Brazil And touch your Panama But your Tierra del Fuegos Are nearly always froze- We gotta see-saw until we unthaw those Popsicle Toes |
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from Michael Franks - Rhino Hi-Five: Michael Franks (2006)
Most of the time
He's the lord of the jungle Everyone grins while he gripes Usually he's found just Lounging around in his stripes His tiger lady's A superfine feline Just what his highness deserves A sweet purring pussycat Proud of her pussycat curves He's a tiger in the rain It's the thunder and lightnin' He can't explain A tiger in the rain Who's frightened Caught in the storm he came Searching for shelter Right up to me and my spouse Both stroked his chin and Invited him into the house He's a tiger in the rain It's the thunder and lightnin' He can't explain A tiger in the rain Who's frightened He's a tiger in the rain It's the thunder and lightnin' He can't explain A tiger in the rain Who's frightened |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
Books are stacked on my table, I've got books filling my shelves
Day and night I've been trying to unravel myself But I've been looking for answers that don't seem to wanna be had And people don't live too long when they're feeling this bad So I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside too much I miss those Labor Day picnics like the ones that we used to have Where no one's worrying about nothing, no one's feeling bad I wanna roll down the hillside, lay dizzy in the cool green grass And jump around like a frog in a gunny sack And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much My friend has got some babies and she loves them with all of her might They run around all day, they keep her up at night But she can kiss those faces and she's the one who gets to see them smile I'm thinking maybe that'd beat this by a pretty long mile And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
We touched like watercolour fawns
In landscapes painted by Cezanne Like lovers floating painted by Chegall But you and I were you-I then We thought the rush wo uld never end We thought the sky, t he sky would never fall We lived we loved we laughed we cried We'll never die, and now I th ink of you And I change right into Mr Blue You say your lover buys you lace I say he's fine, I like his face I guess you still think love will conquere all I know, but it's not what you think I only hope it s tays in sync I only want, I want to wish you well |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply. And divide by two I know today's your birthday And I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song instead and I call it: Popsicle Toes Popsicle Toes, Popsicle Toes are always froze Popsicle Toes, You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes You must have been Miss Pennsylvania With all this pulchritude, How come you always load your Pentax When I'm in the nude? We ought to have a birthday party And you can wear your birthday clothes, Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle Toes You got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw- I like to feel your warm Brazil And touch your Panama But your Tierra del Fuegos Are nearly always froze- We gotta see-saw until we unthaw those Popsicle Toes |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
Seventh of September
Remember when We met at the shrine Your kimono looked so fine Temple dancers swaying Flutes playing then I was yours and you were mine Paul Desmond on the stereo We sipped the sake very slow Kissing in the candleglow That rainy night in Tokyo We both got so hungry on the bullet train Lugging our luggage through the station Finding a taxi in the pouring rain We must have made quite a sight In love on a rainy night And due for a little celebration Safe from stormy weather Together we Stayed inside our room Just admiring the typhoon Heard the cats arrive Nearly five but we Were still making love in tune |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
When circumstance divides us,
I always close my eyes. My thoughts retrace the image of your face: Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. Each time we touch each other the chemistry revives; Each kiss contains an energy exchange: Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
Daddy plays the ashtray
Baby starts to cry The Lady wants to know The reason why Daddy's just like Coltrane Baby's just like Miles The Lady's just like heaven When she smiles And the Lady wants to know She wants to know the reason Got to know the reason why This man has got to go This man is always leavin' How he hates to say goodbye But what she doesn't know Is there really is no reason There really is no reason why Daddy he hates airplanes Baby loves to fly And the Lady wants to know The reason why Daddy's just like Coltrane Baby's just like Miles The Lady's just like heaven When she smiles. |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
Lady, when you love me
I feel home sweet home inside of you sublime This garden's sure to grow you know Our love is just like summertime Parrots eye the fruit And we make love Between the harpsichords and lutes Our green limbs intertwine you know Our love is just like summertime Our souls collide We slip and slide We feel no pain And with our lives locked together We weather the wind and rain We grow the farm We're safe from harm Inside this circle of summertime Both of us know is our love Lovers from the past with poison smiles All pray our love will never last But we are trees not vines you know Our love is just like summertime As the song begins These shipwrecks fade Behind a wave of violins Vivaldi made us rhyme you know Our love is just like summertime |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
Whenever I am lost at sea
I remember you are here with me You surrender to the fantasy When I give my love to you Running from the hurricane Helter-skelter in the wind and rain I find shelter, I find peace again When I give my love to you When I give my love to you I can feel the downtime ending And I ain't pretending Words can simply not reveal The degree of ecstasy Only you can make me feel When you give your love to me Lover, when the world's too square I discover you are always there And no other lover can compare When I give my love to you. |
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from Michael Franks - Love Songs (2004)
When the cookie jar is empty
Baby gets so glum When the cookie jar is empty Baby sucks her thumb Baby breaks her dishes And she won't eat her peas Baby never misses When she throws her spoon at me Leo is high as I am leaving; Love is the web that she is weaving When the cookie jar is empty Baby don't act right When the cookie jar is empty Baby cries all night Baby gets so sassy, How can I explain? Baby moves her chassis Like a locomotive train Virgo is high as I'm returning; Love is the candle she is burning |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Antonio lives life's fervor
Antonio plays for truth Antonio says our friendship Is a hundred proof The vulture that circles Rio hangs in this LA sky The blankets they give the Indians only make them die But sing the song forgotten for so long And let the music flow like light into the rainbow We know the dance we have We still have a chance to break these chains And flow like light into the rainbow But sing the song forgotten for so long And let the music flow like light into the rainbow We know the dance we have We still have a chance to break these chains And flow like light into the rainbow Antonio loves the desert Antonio plays for rain Antonio knows that pleasure is the child of pain And Lost in La Califusa When most of my hope was gone Antonio's samba led me to the Amazon But sing the song forgotten for so long And let the music flow like light into the rainbow We know the dance we have We still have a chance to break these chains And flow like light into the rainbow |
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Whenever I explore the land of Yin
I always take one on the chin And now this lioness has almost made me tame I can't pronounce her name But eggplant is her game The lady sticks to me like white on rice She never cooks the same way twice- Maybe it's the mushrooms Maybe the tomatoes I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game When my baby cooks her eggplant She don't read no book And she's got a Gioconda Kind of dirty look And my baby cooks her eggplant About 19 different ways But sometimes I just have it raw With mayonnaise Maybe it's the way she grates her cheese Or just the freckles on her knees Maybe it's the scallions Maybe she's Italian I can't reveal her name But eggplant is her game. |
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No one here
Venus and Mars And a skyful of stars It's been a slo-mo year A few stolen kisses And several near misses I wait (wish my mission was clearer) For the cherub's arrow Hesitate (one last look in the mirror) My lappels are narrow Down the stairs and hit the street The bravado's just pretend though And the chic spot where we met Is called Innuendo You and I Birds of a feather We ought to know better We're cool and shy Love is outrageous But highly contagious We wait (while our salads are dressing) For the cherub's arrow You look great (cappuccino compressing) To Ravel's Bolero It would surely be a shame If the evening had to end though We're both masters of the game Known as Innouendo If you believe in love Prepare for stormy weather Guess I should heed my own advice I can't believe that love Would bring us back together 'Cause lighting never strikes the same place twice Candlelight And saying "I've missed you" Confuses the issue This summer night The cabdriver chuckles We smell honeysuckle Too late (guess the poison got stronger) It's the cherub's arrow We can't wait (to make love any longer) Guess it's now or never And this happiness we feel As we move to the crescendo Makes the dialogue all real Not just innuendo No more innuendo |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Remember, when your kite hits the ground
And your smile turns upside down It's only going on inside you Whenever the libretto won't do And all the notes become too blue Remember there's a song inside youCara mia, if you're ever lost at sea Just call on me You always have my love to guide you When you give more than you're gettin' When the tempest starts to threaten You always have my love to hide you You always have my love inside youWhenever you are feeling some curse And you get locked into reserve Then just send up a flare and i'll find you Or anytime your engine won't start From running ona brocken heart Remember that the past is behind youCara mia, if you're ever lost at sea Just call on me You always have my love to guide you When you give more than you're gettin' When the tempest starts to threaten You always have my love to hide you You always have my love inside you |
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Books are stacked on my table, I've got books filling my shelves
Day and night I've been trying to unravel myself But I've been looking for answers that don't seem to wanna be had And people don't live too long when they're feeling this bad So I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside too much I miss those Labor Day picnics like the ones that we used to have Where no one's worrying about nothing, no one's feeling bad I wanna roll down the hillside, lay dizzy in the cool green grass And jump around like a frog in a gunny sack And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much My friend has got some babies and she loves them with all of her might They run around all day, they keep her up at night But she can kiss those faces and she's the one who gets to see them smile I'm thinking maybe that'd beat this by a pretty long mile And I don't wanna know about nothin' Unless it's something I can see or touch 'cause I've been living on the inside a little too much |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
So empty like sky
Without any sun Lotus Blossom, don't cry You and I were meant to be one And though we're apart It won't be for long I come to you In my songSo happy we two Like sparrows in spring Lotus Blossom, it's true Me and you like bow upon string I live for the day My journey will end So I can touch you againAnd in my dream You are always there with me A Tahitian fantasy... But then the film just breaks And I wake...Lotus Blossom!So empty like sky Without any sun Lotus Blossom, don't cry You and I were meant to be one And though we're apart It won't be for long I come to you In my song |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Love has locked us up, peaches,
Locked inside this zoo, Your bananas get thrown at me And mine get thrown at you. Ev'ry night we fuss and fight Like me and you know who, I guess love is always just: Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (would I lie to you?) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do. Do you want my love, peaches? Do you want my rage? Or do you merely like to see me shake my cage? Your papayas get thrown at me And mine get thrown at you, I guess love is always just: Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (would I lie to you?) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do. You won't let me near you, peaches, But one day you will. Gonna jump up and stumble and eat all the jungle Until I've had my fill. Then you'll know the truth, peaches, One and one ain't two, One and one is one and love is: Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do, Would I lie to you? (would I lie to you, baby?) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do. (love is, love is) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do, Would I lie to you? (would i lie to you, baby?) Love is monkey see and monkey do, (that's all it is, peaches) Love is monkey see and monkey do |
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And when God gave out rhythm
He sure was good to you You can add, subtract, multiply. And divide by two I know today's your birthday And I did not buy no rose But I wrote this song instead and I call it: Popsicle Toes Popsicle Toes, Popsicle Toes are always froze Popsicle Toes, You're so brave to expose all those Popsicle Toes You must have been Miss Pennsylvania With all this pulchritude, How come you always load your Pentax When I'm in the nude? We ought to have a birthday party And you can wear your birthday clothes, Then we can hit the floor and go explore those Popsicle Toes You got the nicest North America This sailor ever saw- I like to feel your warm Brazil And touch your Panama But your Tierra del Fuegos Are nearly always froze- We gotta see-saw until we unthaw those Popsicle Toes |
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Seventh of September
Remember when We met at the shrine Your kimono looked so fine Temple dancers swaying Flutes playing then I was yours and you were mine Paul Desmond on the stereo We sipped the sake very slow Kissing in the candleglow That rainy night in Tokyo We both got so hungry on the bullet train Lugging our luggage through the station Finding a taxi in the pouring rain We must have made quite a sight In love on a rainy night And due for a little celebration Safe from stormy weather Together we Stayed inside our room Just admiring the typhoon Heard the cats arrive Nearly five but we Were still making love in tune |
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When circumstance divides us,
I always close my eyes. My thoughts retrace the image of your face: Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. Each time we touch each other the chemistry revives; Each kiss contains an energy exchange: Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. Now we're in our prime and it's Once Upon a Time... Paper lanterns in the trees. The photograph is framed But the feeling's still the same: I'm there for you and you're always there for me. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. After the hero stumbles, After the lady cries, After the fortress tumbles, Somehow our love survives. |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
He had strong defenses built,
His heart to surround Not for long, when she appeared All the walls tumbled down She had scars reminding her She was easily deceived Only tears convinced her Once again to believe His ego would bend Learning the art of love Her heart soon would mend Learning the art of love They were two hearts tuned together And beating as one Ever new, each kiss was like The very first one They explored each landscape Of their sweet intimacy Never bored, love's horizon reached out Infinitely Both lovers and friends Learning the art of love Homework never ends Learning the art of love Learning the art of love Requires some determination You search for the heart of love In every different situation You apply the art of love. |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Daddy plays the ashtray
Baby starts to cry The Lady wants to know The reason why Daddy's just like Coltrane Baby's just like Miles The Lady's just like heaven When she smiles And the Lady wants to know She wants to know the reason Got to know the reason why This man has got to go This man is always leavin' How he hates to say goodbye But what she doesn't know Is there really is no reason There really is no reason why Daddy he hates airplanes Baby loves to fly And the Lady wants to know The reason why Daddy's just like Coltrane Baby's just like Miles The Lady's just like heaven When she smiles. |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Most of the time
He's the Lord of the Jungle- Everyone grins while he gripes Usually he's found just lounging around In his stripes His tiger-lady's a superfine feline- Just what His Highness deserves... A sleek purring pussycat Proud of her pussycat curves He's a Tiger in the Rain It's the thunder and lightning He can't explain He's a Tiger in the Rain Who's frightened Caught in the Storm He came searching for shelter- Right up to me and my spouse We both stroked his chin Then invited him into the house |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
Whenever I am lost at sea
I remember you are here with me You surrender to the fantasy When I give my love to you Running from the hurricane Helter-skelter in the wind and rain I find shelter, I find peace again When I give my love to you When I give my love to you I can feel the downtime ending And I ain't pretending Words can simply not reveal The degree of ecstasy Only you can make me feel When you give your love to me Lover, when the world's too square I discover you are always there And no other lover can compare When I give my love to you. |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
When Sly calls
The profit speaks When Sly calls The secret leaks The sky falls The dice are tossed The war is won The battle's lost When Sly calls It's thirteen takes When Sly calls The summer breaks The sky falls The rain begins And on the box some Leon spins To insulate me from the icy aftershock I feel each time That Sly calls (Don't touch the phone) I am not here I'm making my escape The me you hear Is magnetized on tape I'm flying south For snorkeling and sleep (a Cote d'Azur) Just leave your message when you hear the (Don't you dare touch that phone) When you hear the (Don't you dare touch that phone) When you hear the (Don't you dare touch that phone) When you hear the beep When Sly calls It's tit for tat When Sly calls It's rat eat rat The sky falls The signal fades I lock the door and shut the shades And contemplate the crystal blue familiar funk I'm plunged into When Sly calls |
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from Michael Franks - Anthology: The Art Of Love (2003)
When the cookie jar is empty
Baby gets so glum When the cookie jar is empty Baby sucks her thumb Baby breaks her dishes And she won't eat her peas Baby never misses When she throws her spoon at me Leo is high as I am leaving; Love is the web that she is weaving When the cookie jar is empty Baby don't act right When the cookie jar is empty Baby cries all night Baby gets so sassy, How can I explain? Baby moves her chassis Like a locomotive train Virgo is high as I'm returning; Love is the candle she is burning |
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from 카이스트 (KAIST) [ost] (1999)
Lady, when you love me
I feel home sweet home inside of you sublime This garden's sure to grow you know Our love is just like summertime Parrots eye the fruit And we make love Between the harpsichords and lutes Our green limbs intertwine you know Our love is just like summertime Our souls collide We slip and slide We feel no pain And with our lives locked together We weather the wind and rain We grow the farm We're safe from harm Inside this circle of summertime Both of us know is our love Lovers from the past with poison smiles All pray our love will never last But we are trees not vines you know Our love is just like summertime As the song begins These shipwrecks fade Behind a wave of violins Vivaldi made us rhyme you know Our love is just like summertime |
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from Michael Franks - Barefoot On The Beach (1999)
ved in a painting by Renoir
Dined late in those sidewalk cafes But lately I seem to be more inclined For a walk in the rain I danced to Grappelli and Django Saw candlelight through beaujolais But lately I seem to be more inclined For a walk in the rain We laughed at the weather Out walking without umbrellas How well I remember Your face when we walked in the rain You know I was crazy about you Some sadness caused me to unwind Maybe I will meet you If fate is kind On a walk in the rain We laughed at the weather Out walking without umbrellas How well I remember Your face when we walked in the rain We laughed at the weather Out walking without umbrellas How well I remember Your face when we walked in the rain |
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from Michael Franks - Barefoot On The Beach (1999)
Every time I asked you to be truthful you lied
And when I lost my temper you cried Crocodile tears and spoke double talk It's the same old alibis and stories again I redeye there to meet you and then All you ever give me is double talk You think that love means cope Your life is like some daytime soap Where all the dialogue is just double talk Well I've got news for you This little drama's through 'Cause I can't take no more of your double talk Your double talk You're so jive - sometimes I think your brain was mislaid You've broken every promise you made You ought to see a doctor for double talk Never mind 'bout all the times we started again I had the idea there to meet you and then All you ever give me is double talk Your brand of kindness smarts You call me when I'm on the charts But all you ever give me is double talk Well I've got news for you This little drama's through 'Cause I can't take no more of your double talk Your double talk Musical Interlude It may come as quite a shock But I'm hip to your double talk All you ever give me is double talk Each time you lie your profile grows- It looks just like Pinocchio's And I can't take no more of your double talk It may come as quite a shock But I'm hip to your double talk All you ever give me is double talk Each time you lie your profile grows- It looks just like Pinocchio's And I can't take no more of your double talk |
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from Michael Franks - Barefoot On The Beach (1999)
There isn't any part of me she does not know
We've been together about a thousand years or so Still almost instantly my love begins to show Every time she whispers It makes no difference if I'm upon my luck When she invites me in my gloom becomes unstuck I feel the barriers around me deconstruct Every time she whispers. Tensions dissolve when we touch In her arms the world is erased when it's too much All of my deep blue disappears As soon as I hear her whisper Passion evolves when we touch In her arms I measure success counting how much Music she composes in sighs And how many times she whispers my name. Love is the weakness that we need to make us strong How can a hundred million Frenchmen all be wrong? And I'm completely at the mercy of her song Every time she whispers. |
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from Michael Franks - Abandoned Garden (1995)
In your abandoned garden, sunlight still prevails:
The jasmine climbs the trellis fragrantly, the jacaranda ultravioletly sways. The blossom. each of them by your hand planted, Will, even if I tell them of your sudden Disappearance from us, Not believe the tale. Though the samba has ended, I know in the sound Of your voice, your piano, your flute, you are found, And the music within you continues to flow Sadly, lost Antonio. You were my inspiration, my hero, my friend; On the highway of time will I meet you again? If the heart ever heals, does the scar always show For the lost Antonio? For the lost Antonio? In your abandoned garden, beauty is unchanged: The hummingbird still hovers for the scent the frangipane so seductively displays. Camellias, each of them by your hand planted, The sadness of your sudden disappearance still unknown to them, Await the kiss of rain. Though the samba has ended, I know in the sound Of your voice, your piano, your flute, you are found, And the music within you continues to flow Sadly, lost Antonio. You were my inspiration, my hero, my friend; On the highway of time will I meet you again? If the heart ever heals, does the scar always show For the lost Antonio? For the lost Antonio? |
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from Michael Franks - Abandoned Garden (1995)
You appear on the horizon far away
My desire to be there with you stirs the wind and fills the sense In the bay I drop the anchor down swim ashore On the beach the coconut palms, orchids, planchoniana and you Your silent eyes convince me I'm your own We're safe inside this agile blue lagoon I want to know you bird of paradise I want to show you of the love that I feel I need to touch you bird of paradise I need your touch to make this fantasy real On the sea a storm is raging far away And the ship like so many toys fear the wind and fight the waves In your arms it's a forgotten dream, nothing more Here the sky is perfectly clear, evening star the moonlight and you Your silent eyes convince me I'm your own We're safe inside this agile blue lagoon I want to know you bird of paradise I want to show you of the love that I feel I need to touch you bird of paradise I need your touch to make this fantasy real Just you and me [Incomprehensible] of dreams The bare necessities of love My bird of paradise, I realize But you were sent here from above You're my bird of paradise My bird of paradise Just you and me [Incomprehensible] of dreams The bare necessities of love My bird of paradise, I realize But you were sent here from above You're my bird of paradise My bird of paradise |
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