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Well you're real pretty
And you act like a cross between you know what I mean It's a real pity Cause you try to be mean, but you just can't fake it with me You love the Pixies You're the ultimate Pop Queen you know what I mean Yeah my girl is a true dream And I'm not gonna hate you if you're not gonna hate me You're my Pop Queen Well, you're not that lazy And you know how to act when you're with the upper class My dreams of you are hazy As we lie on the grass and we talk about daydreams You're so unconceited Yeah you couldn't be slack if I paid you the shirt off my back You're my Pop Queen |
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I pretend I'm mellow
So you don't think I'm hurt I'm just a real sad fellow Pretends he's so down to earth And I might get a kiss If I play my cards right Don't care if I've missed The whole goddamn point Just pull myself together in the way That you'd want me to You're so mellow You can't see I'm in pain My knees turn to jello And my eyes start to rain And I might not get dissed If I play my cards right Don't care if I've missed The whole goddamn point Try to be nice in the way That you'd want me to And I wear my shirt like I'm not affected I'll eat my lunch like I still haven't checked yet I'll try to be cool and if that doesn't work at all I'll try to sprawl |
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Well I saw you on the catwalk
Not a corny supermodel song I tried to cheer, but the cat had my tongue You came out of the dressing room In a t-shirt with a red front I'll be your hanger-onner If that's what you want Cause I'm with the star Cause that's what you are A beautiful star I'm with the star Am I speaking too soon if I say I'm in love I'm with the star Cause that's what you are A beautiful star You're wasting your pretty face Hiding behind that mask The mask of a beautiful star I tried to think Maybe I could drop a hint I'm really awful At this kind of thing You came out of the dressing room In a t-shirt with a red front I'll be your groupie-supermodel-hanger-onner If that's what you want Yeah I'm with the star 'Cause that's what you are A beautiful star I'm with the star Am I speaking too soon if I say I'm in love Yeah I'm with the star Cause that's what you are A beautiful star Wish I could drive you round Around in your car The car of a beautiful star 'Cause that's what you are A beautiful star Yeah I'm with the star Am I speaking too soon if I say I'm in love Yeah I'm with the star Cause that's what you are A beautiful star Wish I could drive you round Around in your car The car of a beautiful star |
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Would you resent me
If I said that I'd miss you And would you hate me If I wanted to kiss you And would you love me If I was stoic And if I told you Would you already know it Well I'm coping better than before But it's still hard to watch you leave So don't leave me please You're like a childhood fear You're not changing If I gave you a present Would you try to exchange it If I tried to please you Would you make me feel awkward If I went away Would you make me move forward Well if you decide to go I'll wait For a year, a month, a week So don't leave me please And I'm coping better than before But it's still hard to watch you leave So don't leave me please |
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I'll cross your path
You won't let me forget it You can change your name And make me remember it And they think that you're too much for words But they don't know how to show it They've labeled you most likely to succeed Though you don't know how they'd know it I don't want your stories anymore They were fun when I was four I'd do away with the Pixies If you could give me something more She's away with the Pixies We'll work it out We'll make it worthwhile Cause you can't always change your name Like your clothes go out of style And they're jealous cause you know so much They can't quite get a grip You're everything they wish they were You never miss a trick I don't want your stories anymore They were fun when I was four I'd do away with the Pixies If you could give me something more She's away with the Pixies |
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Well she talks like a bullet
And she looks like a goddess Says she's a traveler And she knows where she's going Dresses like a model Talks like a liar She sounds like a bimbo But she thinks like a scholar She's got me she's lost me She's got me on my knees in awe She took me she shook me And now I want her all the more Well I'm talking straight to her And I know she's not listening Why the hell do I find her So damn impressive She has a bad temper She likes to have control The fact I don't understand her Fascinates me all the more She's got me she's lost me She's got me on my knees in awe She took me she shook me And now I want her all the more She's got me she's lost me She's got me on my knees in awe She took me she shook me And now I want her all the more |
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Shoulda seen that girl on the radio
Made me think of the time I tried to rhyme And failed miserably that time On the radio Passed the time Shoulda seen me trying to talk to you So you'd think I was cool But I'm not And I guess you found that out On the radio Passed the time Said I'd tell you everything Or every but that one thing I tried to weasel my way out You shouldn't have found out that way I shoulda sat you down and explained I thought that there would be no way You'd find out on the radio Shoulda seen me sink not swim Made me think of a rat That's trying to climb Even though it know it's doomed On the radio Passed the time Shoulda heard me - what a fool Made me think of the time I tried to rhyme And failed miserably that time On the radio Passed the time Said I'd tell you everything Or every but that one thing I tried to weasel my way out You shouldn't have found out that way I shoulda sat you down and explained I thought that there would be no way You'd find out on the radio |
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Things seemed so nice for the first few weeks
Didn't care - she didn't notice me Then I asked her does she wanna hang out Get something to eat She said I'm just another guy with high hopes A real sorry sight I'm also half her height I'm just another guy in the crowd She laughed at me I died I wrote her a song, took me a real long time To get everything to rhyme Read in a magazine girls like it best When you're honest with them She said the song sucked big time I'm a talentless clown She doesn't want me around She said the final goodbye A punch in my eye I died, I died |
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I'll buy a pair of jeans
A stylish means A groovy masterpiece I'll cover them with paper men And books on zen Records shot with darts Talk your way out of this one - blah, blah, blah... I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I'll sleep till after three I'll brush my teeth I'll wash my feet I don't feel well You couldn't tell I look like hell Records shot with darts Talk your way out of this one - blah, blah, blah... I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you I wrote a song for you |
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Copping the sound, the sound cops me
I've got nothing to lose My hair's in the breeze I don't hate you, just your jealousy So if you're ready to procrastinate I'll be your friend, you'll eat me up We boast the widest range in town I'll be your friend, you'll show me how Alarm clock is off, I'm trying to sleep Smelling of Bondi beach And the street, filthy as it may be Is still my street, so don't challenge me Some things don't change, for instance me I'll sail your third defeat today In every way, you'll lose again But I don't care, I don't care The wind's in my hair, the hair's in my breeze I'm waiting to sneeze, I'm waiting to sneeze The hair's in my breeze Well I don't care, I don't care The wind's in my hair, the hair's in my breeze I'm waiting to sneeze, I'm trying to sneeze The hair's in my breeze |
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Piggy's on the floor, getting some sun
The axe on the wall, isn't the only one The case in the hall, show to everyone The lock on the door If you wanna, if you oughtta If you kinda, shoulda, sorta If you'd like some, if you'd try some So you're sure before you buy some Gotta come to terms with what I've found The train will pass the loft each night at ten Phone echoes round the loft at six am People come and leave the loft every now and then I love the loft Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found I'll be around I'll be around I'll be around I'll be around |
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From such a tender age
I let you in To mess with my insides I don't regret a thing And I don't care if you're confused Please hold my hand Grip the railing I still don't understand Twenty metres above the ground, took off my disguise I never thought of kissing you is that such a surprise I think you've heard my song before Won't make you hear it again Don't wanna hear about your girl Got my own best friend And if you wanna hear a tune we'll grab a bite Take your quotation marks away I got my pride I got my pride I ate my mushroom goop You were laid-back We tried to reinvent ourselves We're getting off the track And I don't care if you're confused Please hold my hand Grip the railing I still don't understand I think you've heard my song before Won't make you hear it again Don't wanna hear about your girl I've got my friend And if you wanna hear a tune we'll grab a bite Take your quotation marks away I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride I got my pride |
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I'm out on a limb
I'm trying to climb I'm feeling unsure Every little thing If you give it time Is destined to change you Why can't I take back my past if I wanna Why can't I lose half my life if I wanna She'll do anything She'll hurt anyone That gets in her way She'll do anything She'll hurt anyone That gets in her way The slippery tongue I wrap 'round the words The web that I've spun Put a stumbling block In front of the blind I made you feel dumb Who says this fruit's gonna last forever Who says I'm wearing these shoes forever She'll do anything She'll hurt anyone That gets in her way She'll do anything She'll hurt anyone That gets in her way Locker room dialogue boils the fat To forget you're a kid feels much better than that Locker room dialogue boils the fat To forget you're a kid feels much better than that |
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You know you never change your ways
And I don't mean the way you brush your hair You know you never change your ways And I don't mean the clothes you wear And I don't want you to lose your inhibitions Just be a bit more flexible By dictionary definition Be a bit more ductile like me You know you never change your ways And I don't mean the life you lead You know you never change your ways And I don't know what you need And I don't want you to lose your inhibitions Just be a bit more flexible By dictionary definition Be a bit more ductile like me I'm hoping you'll be A bit more ductile like me I'm hoping you'll be A bit more ductile like me Here's hoping you'll be A bit more ductile like me |
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Can't get away from a fun song
A pop song, I'm gonna write my swan song Can't get it happening to write a love song Always bring in rock 'n' roll Always bring in dumb stuff It's not about your jokes It's not about your name It's not about the way you hurt me Every single day Every boy in the world Writes a song for a girl For every girl in the world I'll write a cool song, a new song, a pop song I'll write a love song I'll write a cool song, a new song, a fun song I'll write a love song I'll write a love song |
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I swear I've never been speechless
Till today, no way I never thought you weren't pretty Had to say, had to say And if you need some kind of reassurance I'll cry and send my tears But if you don't know I'm sorry Then my green hearts won't mean anything I draw a picture of red hearts On a plate, just to state I don't need love, just a letter In my way, on my tray And if you hate me cause I'm selfish I'll begin to understand But if you don't know I'm sorry Then my g2een hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything Yeah my green hearts won't mean anything |
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Well I know it's real uncool to say
You don't need an amp to blow me away Don't need to turn up, plug in, or go very far Just strum a chord on my guitar Well my guitar is love And my guitar's all I need And my guitar's so special Cause it plays the songs - not me Well I can take my guitar to the beach And strum out a pop masterpiece I work out my favourite songs I can do it myself or play along Well my guitar is love And my guitar's all I need And my guitar's so special Cause it plays the songs - not me And I don't know what would happen If I lost my guitar I'd never find another one Like the last one I adored It's my guitar And I guess that when shove comes to push An acoustic guitar doesn't mean you're a wuss And when I'm sick of hearing noise I sit right down with one 'my favorite toys Well my guitar is love And my guitar's all I need And my guitar's so special Cause it plays the songs - not me It's my guitar |
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