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One. She prefers the night to day
Two. She never calls me when she says Three. Her motorcycle riding to the South Four. The way she puts her fingers in her mouth Five. Running just in time to miss our train Six. The old park bench is where we scratched our names Seven. She says do or die Seven reasons why Eight. Her swirling hips and lips of ice Nine. Consumes the hopes of all men dressed in black and flame Ten. Oh she ain't got the time to speak Eleven. She leaves the pie and always, always eats her greens Twelve. Well she cries do or die Twelve reasons why Yeah, I love, I love, I love her Oh twelve reasons why, Twelve reasons why I wrote this love song It's off the cuff, I jotted down a shopping list of love, love, love, love, love, love, love Can buy the doctor's Love things I can touch Yeah.... |
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| 2. |
| 3:18 |
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Suited and booted for a night out on the town
With a sleeping bag and a couple of cans It's Saturday Suited and booted run a flick-comb through my hair And if you don't speak the word on the street Na na na nah no-one there... All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up and I wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean All dressed up and I wear my soul While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold I'm back on the scene I'm fighting keen Suited and booted, talking in the old cliches Like the how-d'you-do's and the I-love-yous It's Saturday Still cocteau-colours blow to the wind With a downtown downbeat gaze Looking for the uptown up temper lads Na na na na nah flick-knife through All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up and I wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean All dressed up and I wear my soul While my mind is warm but my heart's still cold I'm back on the scene I'm fighting keen Ahowww! All dressed up and I'm in my prime All dressed up, wear what I like I'm soon to be seen 'Cos the city is mean All dressed up with a mean tattoo If you dont look round I'll make sure that you do I'll kill to be seen An identity. |
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| 3:18 |
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I'm a killer with a tuning fork
I'm a timer and I tick and tock in time I dive Turn my world the wrong way up I turn it upside down That's why I find I dive Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know You know you should never fall in love You should dive, dive Take a dip into the hotly blue Your heart will leave your hands and you will thrive Dive As we sink into the salty brine With our walkmans playing Sparkle We still shine Shine Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know You know you should never fall in love Dive, dive Unanswered questions Questionable answers I don't know She said "Jake, you don't fall in love" You dive, dive, dive Bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah bah |
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| 4:36 |
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Thankyou
You lick my hair down and kissed my tears away, fears away, yeah Thankyou You turned my head round and gave a day Every silver lining trails a cloudy Got you through the passion doubt it It went straight to our heads You turn away, but I can face it I know that it's all better now And I know that we're all through But you can't uneat the apple now But I wanna say Thankyou For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah Into temptation We met face to face but never right away And you made your excuses And left Every silver lining trails a power All your hopes can to dark and Now you've turned away You turn away, but I can face it I know that it's all better now And I know that we're all through But you can't uneat the apple now But I wanna say Thankyou For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah Well I know that it's all better now And I know that we're all through I know you can't uneat the apple now But I wanna say Thankyou For tempting me, yeah, yeah, yeah For leading me, yeah, yeah, yeah I still need you But you can't uneat, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 3:56 |
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The greatest living painter
Painted in a painted corner THe greatest on the Earth Has never stepped on land He's standing on a goldmine I could make it all mine, all mine But I don't want your mine Just your... If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes And if you took my hand Would it still be blind You don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my Sparkle in my eyes The greatest living singer Stuck inside a damp bedsitter The greatest on the Earth Never stepped on land For services rendered A party full of great pretenders The champagne wasn't chilled Such a dreadful oversight If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes Oh no, you You don't sparkle in my eyes If you took my hand Would it still be blind Cos you don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes And if you took my hand Would it still be blind You don't sparkle You don't shine Sparkle in my eyes Oh no, you You don't sparkle in my You don't sparkle in my eyes You don't sparkle |
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| 3:56 |
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I'm a singer who comes, but I'm a lover who can
I'm a lover who can I'm a beggar who wants but I'll take what I can I'll take what I can I will give her it all, but she will always say no 'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow Oh here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree Dont rewrite the books Just rewrite the title She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all April 1st, the first of a lie I'm a protest lover with a protest song She's a loser that's bad That's why you should have won I would give her it all but she would always say no (no) 'Cos she says she's the queen of the driven snow Oh yeah, driven snow Oh yeah, oh no Here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree Dont rewrite the books Just rewrite the title She helped me to be somebody I didn't like at all April 1st, the first of a line Here comes April 1st She's welcoming me She hasn't a doormat and I haven't a key I gave a flower, she sent her family tree She took her personality on the dose And sniffed the world right up her nose On April, April circles Now I did the dishes, she dished the dirt She had the world revolving right round her skirt Oh April 1st The last of the first Oh April 1st The last of the first |
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| 3:16 |
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Frozen in thought, please take my coat I'll warm your heart until it burns I know that things can't get much worse When a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell And a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars will light our way Oh my friend, you seem so pale The highest point, the dove-tail The simple shapes and colours form against the trees The sweetest tonic for the disease And a doctor is prescribing soap and water for your living hell While a heavenly choir of angels are p***ing down your wishing well November, Take my coat, it's cold The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars will light our way The screaming stars light our way The screaming stars will light our way November, Take my coat, it's cold. |
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