Morphine - The Best Of Morphine [compilation] (2004) by Morphine (보컬) on maniadb.com

I feel lucky, I just feel that way
I'm on a bus to Atlantic City later on today
Now I'm siting at a Blackjack table
And swear to God the dealer has a tag says 'Mabel'
Hit me hit me I smile at Mabel
Soon they're bringing complimentary drinks to the table

Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day

Mabel gives me a great big smile
She's getting to know me, she's on my side
I'm a winner and I came to play
Now I know why they say

Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day, have a lucky day

Now I'm down a little in fact I'm down a lot
I'm on a roller coaster ride that I can't stop
Yeah my luck has changed but she'll come back
That's the beauty of a game of chance
I can't lose forever but I'm doomed to try
Because I keep on hearing a voice inside

Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day, have a lucky day

Your mind and your experience call to me
You have lived and your intelligence is sexy

I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky 'cause you look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You think like a whip on a horse's back
Stretched out to the limit you make it crack
Send that horse round and round the track

I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky 'cause you look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain

Yeah you look like rain
You look like rain

We used to meet every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
We used to go to a motel a motel
A motel across the street
And the name of the motel was the Wagon Wheel
Oh
One day she said come on come on she said
Why don't you come back to my house
She said my husband's out of town
You know he's gone till the end of the month
Well I was just so nervous so nervous
You know I couldn't really quite relax
Cause I was never really quite sure when her
Husband was coming back
Sure one of the neighbors yea one of the neighbors
One of the neighbors that saw my car
And they told her yea they told her
I think they know who you are
Well her husband he's a violent man a very violent and jealous man
Now I have to leave this town I got to leave while I still can
We should have kept it every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
We should have kept it every Thursday Thursday
Thursday in the afternoon
For a couple of beers and a game of pool
She was pretty good too

Honey white, honey white
Honey white

Made a deal for some angel food
Honey white, honey white
Everybody told her it was sweet and good yea
Oh honey, oh honey
Oh honey, oh honey

She said you'll see me later yea you'll see me later
Will you see me later seemed all too soon
And then he smiles he knows honey's coming back
Honey's going to want some more angel food

Devil made of honey, devil made of honey
Devil made of honey, devil made of honey

She said you'll get me when I'm old and wizened
And not a day before that
The devil said honey it won't be that long
Besides I like to see a little more fat
Yea I like to see a little more fat
You know I like to see a little more fat

Honey white, honey white
Honey white, honey white
Uh tell me how is your angel food
Honey white oh honey white
She says it's sweet and good
Honey white honey white uh honey white

The sweetness starts to fade
Honey white, honey white
Thought you could get away
Poor honey, poor honey
Poor honey, poor honey

Taxi, taxi, hotel, hotel
I got the whiskey baby
I got the whiskey
I got the cigarettes

Automatic taxi stop
Electric cigarette love baby
Hotel, rock 'n' roll, the discotheque
Electric super sex

Automatic taxi stop
Electric cigarette love baby
Hotel, rock 'n' roll, the discotheque
Electric super sex

I got the whiskey baby
I got the whiskey
I got the cigarettes
You are a super ultra maxi mega super funkie love baby
Ohh, I need a super star
I need a candy bar

Automatic taxi stop
Electric cigarette love baby
Hotel, rock 'n' roll, the discotheque
Electric super sex

Automatic taxi stop
Electric cigarette love baby
Hotel, rock 'n' roll, the discotheque
Electric super sex

You want a super ultra maxi funkie
American love baby

Hey there mama hey there pa
Got sexy goo goo baby talk
Got California baby dolls
All right yes hello my name is mark
And I'm super rich no super star
Did you know the president is super super super sexy

Automatic taxi stop
Electric cigarette love baby
Hotel, rock 'n' roll, the discotheque
Electric super sex

Did you know the president has super super super sex
Ah wooh uh
I got it all year long
Ha ha ha ha

Don't worry I'm not lookin' at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue
Don't worry I'm not lookin' at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue

I know it drives you crazy
When I pretend you don't exist
When I'd like to lean in close
And run my hands against your lips
Though we haven't even spoken
Still I sense there's a rapport

So whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Don't worry I'm not lookin' at you

Don't worry I'm not lookin' at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue
Don't worry I'm not lookin' at you

I know you see me see you
As you see me walk on past
When there's nothin' more I'd like to do
Then come in close and hear you laugh
Though we haven't even spoken
Still I sense there's a rapport

So whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Yeah, whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Hmm, whisper me your number

First we'll pick Priscilla up. And then we'll stop for Jane.
And Mary Ellen needs a ride. We're going by her place.

We're going to a party. Our friends will all be there.
I got the directions. It's across the river somewhere.

We rang the top floor, bottom buzzer.
Top floor, bottom buzzer. Top floor, bottom buzzer.
The middle won't work. Ring the one under.

Priscilla's in the kitchen she's mixing drinks.
She's mixing one for me I think.
And one for Mary Ellen and one for Jane.
Priscilla, she knows how to use a shaker.
She doesn't get up as early as a baker. Uh huh.

There's a muchacha, teaching me to mambo.
There's my buddy Pete eyeing a bowl of combos.
Ramona and a man do a tango dip. Cheek to cheek, hip to hip, come on.

The window's open it's the heart of the summer.
More people coming looking for the number.
Mary Ellen sees them she has a little stutter. She yells...

T-top floor, b-bottom buzzer. Top floor, bottom buzzer.
Top floor, bottom buzzer. Top floor, bottom buzzer.
The middle won't work. Ring the one under. Come on. Woo.

It was later it was after two.
We found a bottle of good chartreuse.
The lights were green and gold. We played Latin soul.
By the time Priscilla put the Al Green on the bottle was gone.

On the top floor, bottom buzzer.
Top floor, bottom buzzer. Top floor, bottom buzzer.
The middle won't work. Ring the one under. Come on. Woo.

Top floor, bottom buzzer. Top floor, bottom buzzer.
Top floor, bottom buzzer. The middle won't work. Ring the one under. Come on. Woo.

You're the night, Lilah
A little girl lost in the woods
You're a folktale
The unexplainable
You're a bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
I hope you're waiting for me
'Cause I can't make it on my own
I can't make it on my own

It's too dark to see the landmarks
And I don't want your good luck charms
I hope you're waiting for me
Across your carpet of stars
You're the night, Lilah
You're everything that we can't see
Lilah
You're the possibility

You're the bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
And I hope you're waiting for me
'Cause I can't make it on my own
I can't make it on my own

Unknown the unlit world of old
You're the sounds I've never heard before
Off the map where the wild things grow
Another world outside my door
Here I stand I'm all alone
Driving down the pitch black road
Lilah you're my only home
And I can't make it on my own

You're a bedtime story
The one that keeps the curtains closed
I hope you're waiting for me
'Cause I can't make it on my own
I can't make it on my own

Jack's dad...
Jack's dad was mad at Jack.
Jack's dad didn't understand.
This is real love between Tina and Jack.
Tina was fast, Tina was bright, Tina was using her head last.
Tina was fast, Tina was bright, Tina was using her head last.
She matched her insights with Jacks lines, and he matched her stripes.
Jack's dad didn't understand.
This is real love between Tina and Jack.
You can't fight a love like this so strong.
Anytime waiting is far to long.
It's like trying to stop the earth from spinning round.
It's like trying to stop the sun from going down.
Jack's dad didn't like Jack.
And Tina's dad. He didn't like Jack.
Jack's dad, Tina's dad.
Neither of them didn't understand.
This was real real love between Tina and Jack.
Jack and Tina went out of state.
Far away from this boring place.
Jack and Tina went over the gate.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Forever doesn't seem so long.
You can't fight a love like this so strong.
It's like trying to stop the earth from spinning round.
It's like trying to stop the sun from going down.
Tina was fast Tina was using her head last.
Tina was fast Tina was bright Tina was using her head last.
Tina was fast Tina was bright Tina was using her in.
She was bright. Bright as sunshine.
Jack was blinded. Blinded by the light.
He matched her insights. Lines, lines, lines.
He matched her stripes. Lines, lines, lines.
Jack and Tina went out of state.
Far away from this boring place.
Jack and Tina went over the gate.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Everybody needs a little getaway.
Jack and Tina circled back.
Jack and Tina circled back.
Stole some food from Tina's dad.
Borrowed Tina's brother's van.
Tina won a quick pick when they stopped for gas.
They got fifteen hundred dollars in their hands.
With luck like that they can't be so bad.
They took off all their clothes got back in Tina's brother's van.

Love's strange, bee sting, what a fool I've been.
Serpentine, lives unwind, trees sing, flowers cry.
A fronter town, carpet brown, picking gold, raining down.
This time I do it now but I'll fast forward to a better spot now.
I can go back later I remember the place but it's not so easy to erase a pretty face.
Erase a pretty face. A pretty face.
Hand on mind all this time unraveling this ball of twine.
Butterfly back, climb thru paths, not too slow, not too fast.
Perfect place, pretty face, nice place for a rattlesnake.
Perfect place, out of face, a good day to make a mistake.
Each time and I do it now - fast forward to a better spot.
Go back later I remember the place but it's not so easy to erase a pretty face.

I felt bad but there was nothing I could do about it
Nothing I could do to make it go away
I felt bad but there was nothing I could do to change it
Nothing I could do to make things change
This is my shame (x2)
I felt bad but I keep trying to kid myself about it
Trying to tell myself it was an honest mistake
I felt bad but what's done is done
Just one thing remains
This is my shame (x2)
I know your mad at me
I know you want to cut my throat
I know you think I think it's all a joke
I don't (x2)
I felt bad but there was nothing I could do about it
Nothing I could do to make it go away
I woke up and thought
Everything's going to be alright
Everything's going to be ok
Then it hit me like a wave (x2)
This is my shame (x3)
Woh

Christmas cards upon the wall.
Mail seems to come so slow.
Tinsel starts to loose it glitter.
Maybe you don't have a phone.
Think about you every year about this time. About this time.
You know who you are, you are my sexy Christmas baby mine.
Merry for you. Not too merry for me.
I want you here with me. Misery loves company.
Think about you every year about this time. About this time.
You know who you are, you are my sexy Christmas baby mine.