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When I was a lad, I was a little bit shy.
Something came along and caught my eye. When I heard the jazz band strike up, I swear, I had my mind made up. Now I'm getting older Everything is in full swing. Now I'm getting bolder Man, I've got to do that thing. I used to walk along with the rest Now I've got something all my own Now you've got a little something new. Broke away, somehow. That's why I'm swinging it I've got my own thing now! Children put away your toys All your little children's games. Let the jazz band make some noise Step up ladies and watch out boys. 'Mirror on the wall, who's the hot band in the hall?' Let everybody sing Get on out there and do your thing. |
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| 2. |
| 2:39 |
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Put a lid on it
What's that you say? Put a lid on it Oh man, no way Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right. Put a lid on it Don't hand me that Put a lid on it I'm all right, Jack Put a lid down on it, before somebody starts a fight. Say, every time I turn it loose you cats Come down and cook my goose When I start I just can't stop But if you keep this up you're gonna blow your top! Put a lid on it Too late this time Put a lid on it I've got to get what's mine Put a lid down on it, and everything will be all right. Well, grab your drink and clear a space I think it's time to torch this place Now the girl's in overdrive But some of your pals want to stay alive! I'll put a lid on it I'll put a lid down on it Save it for another night |
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| 2:25 | 
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| 4. |
| 3:35 |
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You come to me at twighlight
The soft summer breeze, the sand, the waving hair But how am I to know? This feeling has no name. Each morning I dream of twighlight And wait for your glow Down from where the moonflowers grow. Far beneath the sea Awaits a home for me. |
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| 5. |
| 3:08 |
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I've been searchin' all over for someone
I can tell my troubles to Searchin' all the wide world over Is it you, is it you Are you the kind of man that marries then gets his mind on somethin' new You gotta let me know I'm all alone Is it you, is it you Is it you baby Is it you I confide in you you seem to understand my point of view I'm old inside and you can't understand why, can't understand why I confide in you you seem to understand my point of view I'm old inside and you can't understand why, can't understand why I've been searchin' all over for someone I can tell my troubles to Searchin' all the wide world over Is it you, Is it you Is it you baby Is it? |
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| 6. |
| 2:54 |
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She:
Anywhere old Prince Nez goes That's where I go too He clears up a stormy sky, Whenever he's by my side. Everything's nearer, everything's clearer Everything's so divine. I don't care what momma sez Prince Nez I'm gonna make you mine. He: Anywhere old Prince Nez goes That's where she goes too! Always so debonair. Flirting with such a flair. (Oh you dog!) Everything's hazy, everything's crazy Everything's up in the air. My gal sez she loves Prince Nez But I really don't care. |
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| 3:13 |
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In the afterlife
You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay People listen attentively I mean about future calamity I used to think the idea was obsolete Until I heard the old man stamping his feet This is a place where eternally Fire is applied to the body Teeth are extruded and bones are ground And baked into cakes which are passed around In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay Beauty, talent, fame, money, refinement , job skill and brain But all the things you try to hide Will be revealed on the other side. In the afterlife You could be headed for the serious strife Now you make the scene all day (MEET THE FURNACE) But tomorrow there'll be Hell to pay (yessisisisis it is HOT) Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A And the T and the I-O-N Lose your face Lose your name Then get fitted for a suit of flames. Now the D and A and the M and the N and the A And the T and the I-O-N Lose your face Lose your name Then get fitted for a suit of flames. |
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| 3:12 |
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All the time of finding ways to make things fall in line
I know how tricky things can be. But I really do believe that You are mine, and our stars are there before us. Listen here, some things are meant to be. Tried to take it slow Tried to lose control But I'll tell you what the trick is: What you get is what you had to give away. When I learned I found my eyes were open Long ago I had a dream that quickly faded Goes to show how tricky things can be But wouldn't you agree that Those who know whisper when they see us walking "There's a love that's always meant to be." |
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| 3:49 |
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There's a man going around in this town selling lies.
He's the bad businessman And the mess he sells is bad And the mess he leaves is sad. He's a clown That's going to get bounced around If he don't keep his business underground. He's a player But every time he deals a round It's a bad hand What a bad man. Beware of what he sells. It's shooting you straight to hell. "Tain't no bottom in that wishing well. Bad businessman. |
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| 3:52 |
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Your momma never told you
How you were 'sposed to treat a girl. Your poppa never told you and Now you're all alone out in the world. Sirens are screaming Inside the winding sheets are pale. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of the blue angel. Now I lay me down to sleep But troubled dreams are all I find. Pray the Lord my soul to keep Pray so I won't lose my mind. Streetlights come streaming On wings tonight, I'll soon set sail. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Your momma's going to take it hard You always were your momma's boy. Your laying in the graveyard Now you're not your momma's joy. Silence is screaming I'll bat an eye and cast my spell. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. Devils are dreaming Dreaming of a blue angel. (3x's) |
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| 4:35 |
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Your mama never told you
how you were s'posed to treat a girl Your papa never told you now you're alone, out in the world Sirens are screaming inside the winding sheets are pale The devils are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel Now I lay me down to sleep but troubled dreams are all I find I pray the Lord my soul to keep I pray so I won't lose my mind Streetlights come streaming on wings tonight I'll soon set sail The devils are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel Your mama's gonna take it hard you always were your mama's boy You're lying in the graveyard now you're not your mama's joy Silence is screaming i'll bat an eye and cast my spell The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel The devil's are dreaming, dreaming of a blue angel The devil's are dreaming. |
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| 2:48 |
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