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Lifting Lauper
01:47
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Out of all the times I could have wrote you a love song,
I see the reason I couldn't write.
There's the person you are, and then appears,
who you become when your clothes are on.
I knew your mom when she was still in her 50s,
and I don't care about those ties that blind us.
You want to be the one, to walk in the sun.
Still you think that you're not one, of the fortunate ones.
The girls are fun, and the guys are calling,
still the beach is so far away.
Greater now, it ain't the trip but,
the cost of flying so high alone.
Could've thought but still didn't know,
what's love got to do with out it?
You want to be the one, to walk in the sun.
Still you think that you're not one, of the fortunate ones.
Bee bop ba boo dee boo bom bom!
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2. |
El Trama
02:00
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She was born in the center of the island
Mom n daddy had a condo on the beach
Exchange students gave life to the harkens back
Of the lady with the Diamonds in her teeth
Nineteen and sweet, cast out of the desert
By the people with a God they never met
She was led to the island of enchantment
Her momma's cheque-book and an ever-lastin safety-net
Oh the lights shine bright on the sands of Vieques, Puerto Rico
Puerto Rico
Larry Bird, that's the way they call em when you come from Indiana and it's lunch time on the street.
Don't come here if you leave behind another,
She meant it to be raunchy but it sounded kind of sweet.
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Symphony of Sweet
01:29
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Fly me to the moon
and let it get too crowded
Cole Porter and some love song
and a funny outfit
Yeah we do cocaine
and we sing about it
It's because we're badasses
but I really doubt it.
You say that things have changed
well that may only be half right
Cuz maybe things have changed
but everyone has their off nights
The future looks so good
I better turn on my night light
I got both of my legs on now
you gonna pull and I'll bite
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4. |
Nuevo Testamento
02:43
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I was there
at the county fair '08
It was late July
I should have seen the sign so clear
On the swampy ground
You really washed it down with clear
I never felt so right
Until I swiped the bible, yeah
When can I be free?
When can I bee free again?
When can I get in and out? I'm backin down again
Nuevo Testamento, help me
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5. |
Brad Mynx
03:43
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I lost time when I found something else to do
You still want me to call you babe like I used to
But now that you, got your wings
Painted in black beneath the strings of your shirt
It's too late to treat you like my only one
It's so hard to believe our love has come undone
But looking back at the last few years
I've seen two people who've let their fears take control
Busted forts and navy piers, sunken ports and Vauxhall years
Poor Brad Mynx
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6. |
Peach Wind
03:06
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I don't know what Georgia's like
except for in the spring
And I'd rather be in the eyes of an artist
just a sweet memory, sweet memory
Grandma said that I should hit the road
and get out on the run
Said I should go and find myself
or maybe find someone, find someone
Am I just some star in some crown?
Or the one light sun going down
I've seen the face of my girl change
and I've felt her overheat
Said to myself that I can ride this out
but now I'm back on the beat, back on the beat
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7. |
El Camino Hum
02:49
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Sadness
livin in sadness
Bad, man
you know that it's bad, man
Gladness
livin in gladness
Happy
you know that I'm happy
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8. |
Sideburns & Roses
02:09
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I don't habla español anymore
Left the streets for books, gone ideas, ink blots, 4x4
Had no time to think about it
but I wanted you to be my baby
Spent some time in new surroundings
got caught up and sent my a$$ back home
I don't shop at Istanbul anymore
Left the streets for books, gone ideas, ink blots, 4x4
Had no time to think about it
but I wanted you to be my baby
Spent some time in new surroundings
got caught up and sent my a$$ back home
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Won't you come and fly away
thru the hills with me someday?
Yu know, I been waiting for ya.
Dreamy clouds and pretty lakes
soaring birds, no elbow scrapes
We sing:
Hosanna and Gloria
If time & tide don't wait
then we're going first rate
I told ya
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10. |
Hot City
03:25
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Third Coast, rain is falling
And I feel every drop of it
Maestro struck it up and,
I knew exactly where I fit
Steep steps that brought the sun down
but not the kind to sink the ship
It was almost Heaven
no other way to describe this
Hot Night, Hot City
Alone and still surviving
slipstreaming in this snug cockpit
Bolt-wrencher warned us all but,
I'm just beside myself in this
HOT NIGHT, HOT CITY
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11. |
Plant Feed
01:43
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June, it's the greatest month
to be in Indiana
But then again, in other words,
it's the greatest time to be anywhere
Some say that knowing one
is only but to know none
But then again, you could probably say
that to know one is to know home
Snails that live in Cuba
are at once a dude and a lady
So you could say, yin and yang
there's not much to do on an island
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