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| 3:37 | 
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Before I turn on my lover, gotta turn on my stereo
And it goes in better with a little bit of rock and roll Now I'm easing to my pleasing by the candlelight I'm slippin' on a stack of black wax and then I call it a night I started groovin' and she started movin' And we really started feeling fine In the midst of consummation she caused me aggravation When she started messing with that dial Don't you change that song It's my favourite record Don't you change that song It goes on and on again I took her forty-fives right in my hand And baby, I've got twelve inches of fun always at my command Ease it out of the sleeve, put the needle in the groove It ain't no silver platter, it's a matter of who does who And I started shakin', the lady started takin' And everything I disgorged In the midst of satisfaction she caused a distraction When she started messin' with that sound Don't you change that song It's my favourite record Don't you change that song It goes on and on again Hey baby, there's no reason Why we can't get along It's easy to see I got the music in me When it boils down, if you're gonna hang around Baby, don't change that song Don't you change that song It's my favourite record Don't you change that song It goes on and on again Don't you change that song It's my favourite record Don't you change that song It goes on and on again |
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| 2. |
| 3:48 |
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I'm not seein it, baby
I gotta hear what you say, say it Come on, say it, come on You got me walking right on broken glass And when I start to bleed Is when you start to feed Leakin through to the basement of my soul I've been on fire before, but I never felt so cold Standin on the edge (shooting you down) And I'm lookin down (shooting you down) And I try my hardest just to shoot you down I'm laughin like a clown (shooting you down) I'm trackin you down (shooting you down) And I try my hardest just to shoot you down Cadillac woman, your makeup Is startin to roll down your white walls Come on, stop it, come on You're killin all the flowers of romance The ones deep in me That were never diseased, no Peakin through the window of my home Now I'm with so many people, but I've never felt so all alone, no Standin on the edge (shooting you down) And I'm lookin down (shooting you down) And I try my hardest just to shoot you down I'm laughin like a clown (shooting you down) I'm trackin you down (shooting you down) And I try my hardest just to shoot you down You better watch out, baby There's a whole lot of shootin goin on And if I ever catch you Gonna crack your backside down, right |
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| 3. |
| 5:45 |
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A little past suppertime
I'm still out on the porch step sitting on my behind, Waiting for you. Wondering if everything is alright. Momma said, "Come in boy, don't waste your time." I said, "I've got time. Well, he'll be here soon." Five years old and talking to myself. Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy, can't you tell? I'm not trying to fake it And I ain't the one to blame. There's no one home In my house of pain. I didn't write these pages And my script's been rearranged. No, there's no one home In my house of pain Wasn't I worth the time? A boy needs a daddy like a dance to mime and all the time I looked up to you. I paced my room a million times. And all I ever got was on big line, the same old lie. How could you? Well, I was eighteen and still talking to myself. Where were you? Where'd you go? Daddy can't you tell? I'm not trying to fake it And I ain't the one to blame. There's no one home In my house of pain I didn't write these pages And my script's been rearranged. No, there's no one home In my house of pain (REPEAT) And I'm alone again. (Spoken): Well, if I learned anything from this...it's how to live on my own. |
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| 4. |
| 2:56 |
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You got the right pronunciation
You got the meaning all wrong It's my, my first edition Revise it if you like But just remember it's a young man's book of bones There's more to me than the words I read Is it a language that's new to you If you open your eyes instead of your legs I wouldn't have to spell it out for you She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen Can you ride my composition It's a tongue and cheek religion That I simply just made up Maybe it's my, my superstition You don't love me for my rhyme Well you know that's just my luck There's more to me than the words I read Is it a language that's new to you If you open your eyes instead of your legs I wouldn't have to spell it out for you She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen "Hey there, sunflower." "If I was to let your fingers do the walking through my fellow pages" "Would you know what they mean?" "Oh yes I would. I know I would and between them I'll read." She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z She just loves me for my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you ever seen She just loves me for my Big dictionary She wants my vocabulary Complete from A to Z When she puts her hands on my Big dictionary Mary, Mary's quite contrary Thesaurus girl you've ever seen |
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| 5. |
| 6:30 |
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I left the evergreen combat zone
For a taste of the better life for me The star dog left the mother bone For a jewel he'd never find or see You may have hated me, I don't know But I loved the way you played your role You couldn't stop to kick the jive It left your kin with salty eyes Hey Mr. Lovedog, you will always be The one back home that could have had it all Hey Mr. Lovedog, Lord knows you never really knew me God bless your velvet gifted soul Makes no sense at all Now you're the holy roller With the hubcap diamond star halo This is goodbye to Captain Hi-top Hope your Pearl Jam can keep it strong They may have hated me, I don't know But I loved the way you played your role You couldn't stop to kick the jive It left your kin with salty eyes Hey Mr. Lovedog, you will always be The one back home that could have had it all Hey Mr. Lovedog, Lord knows you never really knew me God bless your velvet gifted soul Makes no sense at all Higher and higher and higher we go Where we stops, nobody knows |
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