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Capulets
04:07
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Capulets
*Whistle*
Well I've read Juliet
Couldn't tell you what she meant
Was that girl just running around on him?
Did she make it to his side of town
Just to keep him up in bed, singing,
"Daddy don't let me out past ten"
Just like all Capulets, but
That girl, Mona Lisa
Pretty sure she's showin some teeth now
Ain't been runnin around no more but
Romeo is sinkin like a stone
I know she's actin like she's classy
But she's got her hands around his neck
I know she’s acting like she’s dancing
But she’s got her hands around his neck
Just like all Capulets, I said,
I hope that it gets warm again
So all the girls want to take off their clothes
Hope they're who they've always been
Cause these August nights are getting cold
*Whistle*
But the girl, Juliet
She went and got inside his hea
It's blood red, spider webs,
You know the boys, they love the pretense
And now she's actin kind of sexy, likes to dance after 5am
I know she's actin like she's classy
But she's got her hands around his neck
Just like all Capulets
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2. |
Small Talk
02:10
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Small Talk
If it ain't about the money you'll make
And the new shoes sitting in the closet
Then it's all about the new paint job
And the black card filling out your wallet
Tell me all about the skyscrapers
And your 'just right' porridge
If you're pissed about the discount, better run it back darlin'
You're waking up most mornings hoping that you'd ever wanted it this way
Are you running out of small things to say?
Tell me all about your beach house blues
And the book club spinning out your gossip
All about the first choice boarding school
The trust fund's kickin' in in August
All about your comfort colors
And the New York diet
How your kids' classmates came to be so violent
Cryin’ and your bed spread's threads count tears of Cabernet
Are you running out of small things to say?
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3. |
Lullaby
02:44
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Lullaby
As a young man
I thought I'd run out of love
So I sold my soul to the devil for twenty five dollars
And these good looks
I won't let you get older
My little roller coaster
Pour me another drink and
We could be a moth and a flame
I ain't no gentleman
I have been told
Lullabies, lover, save your 'goodnights'
My love it won't grow old
One too many bottles; gods with which to quarrel,
Yours and mine are the same thing
I won't let you get older,
My little roller coaster
Pour me another drink and
We could be a moth and a flame
Chorus
I ain't no gentleman
I have been told
Lullabies, lover, save your "goodnights"
My love it won't grow old
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4. |
Yours & Mine
03:51
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Yours and Mine
Like Johnny and June
Beset by the ‘Scourge of Saskatoon’
Singin' something 'bout a train
Or an early grave
Like she was holdin his heart
By the neck of a red guitar
Then she pulled the pin from her hair
And it blew apart
The cookies never crumbled
And they always seemed so sweet
And their beauty last'd forever
May we never dig too deep
And we'll still get high on their memories
Still get high on their memory, oh
I hope ya find yours and I find mine
(Hey,) it's always been about us love
I hope ya find yours and I find mine
(Hey,) it's always been about us love
You were holdin my hand
There's a fire, and another man
There's a passenger seat,
Somewhere far from me
And when I play it back
It feels like summer (and a heart attack)
And ‘what's the point of doin anything,
If they ain't gonna pay ya well?’
Well you're ten feet tall in the legends I tell,
Breathin' fire and raisin' hell
But ya still get high on my memory
So why'd ya never get high with me?
I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey)
It's always been about us love
You said
This is the story
And these are the rules
I'll never letcha go
Without a piece a me
Every broken chorus
Between bars of blues,
Johnny never let her down,
Nah, he never set her free
I hope ya find yours and I find mine (hey)
It's always been about us love
Our love, our love
It's always been about us love
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5. |
New York, NY
03:49
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New York, NY
The sirens in the city are just keeping you safe
But you don't seem too keen to let the breeze blow in
You got your fire escape,
You got your bottle of Jameson
Of all the broads in Brooklyn
You'd sure keep me in my place,
Skip the honeymoon and kick me straight in the face
I gotta go grab a coat
And keep you warm
Gotta go
Grab a coat, and keep you warm
Chorus:
You turn so quick in the city from a sage to a fool
Oh your highness, how's radio silence?This siren's for you
So ya took a train out to old New York
To see best of the best
And the worst of the worst
Loudmouths squinting from the cigarettes
Reminiscing ‘bout the books they've read, Yup, la di da
The trees in Tennessee were just keepin you sick
I know 23 was a son of a bitch
I gotta go, grab a coat and keep you warm
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6. |
S.O.S. (Live)
04:25
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S.O.S.
I found land to be pretty dry but
South side girls are built like a battleship
And I'll be sinking in this port
I used to think my girl was pretty fine
But south side girl's got eyes like a goddamn wildfire, baby, when I was in the Navy,
Honey, I was sinkin ships, but they never made em quite like this
I found land to be pretty dry,
But for the bite I had on the line;
She was a leg up on my lady
When I was in the Navy, honey,
I was sinkin ships, but they never made em quite like this
So wink if you could smile for me honey
I think you're the one and it's all goin' down
If you please, you could have me on my knees
I've seen the fastest of the fish
They were never shinin' quite like this
I’ve been fishing for a girl like you
One to help me fall for all the rules
And you're a wild-eyed lady,
A seminary waitin’,
There've been some that tried to save me
But they never made me quite like this
And I wanna get high with you honey
And I wanna go all the way
If you please, you could have me on my knees
I've seen the fastest of the fish,
They were never shinin' quite like this
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7. |
Leslie Likes it Loud
04:15
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Leslie Likes it Loud
Back when she was Daisy Fay
Sweeter dreams were never far away
But now that I'm wide awake
Am I forgetting everything
I know you thought about thinkin about it
In the mirror there, posturing underwear
All your friends were laughin loudly
As they twisted and brushed your hair
And if you'd a found your way about me
Coulda torn that alarm clock off
The wall was risin by the minute darlin’
We never pitied the broken-hearted
You’d said, "Ain't that heartless?"
I said, “babe, I'm just getting started”
Leslie likes to rock the boat but this ship ain't coming home
I've seen her fake it on the phone, and claim she ‘used to smoke’
And 'Mr. Darcy's got it so figured out'
And in that regard, I was just as hopeless as they come
Say, darlin', do you like to be alone?
The games we played were truly flawless
Did your mama teach you that?
You had me laughing at all my parties
Like I had finally met my match
And if you'd have found your way about me
Coulda torn that sail right off
The tide was rising by the minute darlin’
We never pitied the broken hearted
You said 'Ain't that heartless?'
I said, "babe, I'm just getting started"
[Chorus]
Go ahead and tell me you love it now
And darlin' say that you want more sound
And I won't tell them ‘turn it down,’
'cause Leslie likes it loud
She likes it la la la la la la la la loud
Likes it, la la la la la la la loud
She likes it
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