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About a year from now I wake up
in the arms of who I want, Without the need to hide our nakedness in pure and holy thought, but rather blessing thrice the shutters never closed, the bed still made, the early afternoon as morning "Mmm" as "Hey, are you awake?" You take my love and my lust, cold clock my mind out, turn in my keys to the kingdom, and lip-lock my body down. You are, you are, you are to me like a very, very wild thing. These are, these are to me like the games I played before I heard they weren't safe to play. You are to me like a very, very wild thing. About a year from then I say "Goodnight!" and kiss, kiss, kiss the phone to sleep the sleep of one who finally wouldn't rather sleep alone. You take my love and my lust, cold-clock my mind out, turn in my keys to the kingdom and lip-lock my body down. You are, you are, you are to me like a very, very wild thing. These are, these are to me like the games I played before I heard they weren't safe to play. You are to me like a very, very wild thing. You take my love and my lust, cold-clock my mind out, turn in my keys to the kingdom and lip-lock my body down. You churn my blood as it boils, raise a cream, and white-wash my fear away. God, if I don't stop now I know this won't be half of what it's gonna take. You are, you are, you are to me like a very, very wild thing. |
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| 2. |
| 4:29 |
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Don't need no chorus, cash or candy now.
Don't need no callous crush to come around. And I don't know who you are, But you and your boys ain't got nothing on me. I've had my last eight drinks in here for free, 'cause that's my friend tending bar. Yeah, i got a friend who tends bar (and she won't let me tip her). When I get tired tonight she'll take me home, and if it's cold under the covers, she'll keep me warm. Sweet, Lovely Friend Who Tends Bar (and lovely friends who tend bar can always feel lovelier). |
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| 3. |
| 5:00 |
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Alex, Short and Sweet,
leave your boyfriends at home and the drinks are on me next week. He seems like a real good guy, but you're only as good as your last goodbye. Alex, let your long hair down, like the prettiest brush you could ever use to paint this town, because you know as well as I do that we're only as good as our last goodbyes. "What will we do, where will we go?" Alexandra, I don't really know. "When will it end?" Whenever you want it to. Alex to your health! May you never outgrow the need to outdo yourself, and heed the jealous cry of a sitting duck stuck to his last goodbye. Skyward they flew 'til it was as far to the street as it was to the stars, and to stardust as peanut shells on the parlor floor. "What have we done, where have we gone?" Nothing, above and beyond. "When will it end?" Alexandra, it's already done. I told you honey, short and sweet! It's a damn sight better than long and bitter, don't you think? Keep your feet wet and your eyes dry, 'cause you're only as good as your last goodbye, you're only as good as your last goodbye, yeah, you're only as good as your last goodbye. |
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| 4. |
| 3:29 |
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Rye whiskey makes the band sound better,
Makes your baby cuter, Makes itself taste sweeter. Oh, boy! Rye whiskey makes your heart beat louder, Makes your voice seem softer, Makes the back room hotter, oh, but Rye thoughts aren't good thoughts, boys, Have I ever told you about the time I... Rye whiskey wraps your troubles up Into a bright blue package, Ties a bow around it. Oh, boy! Just throw it on the pile in the corner, see, You're not alone in not being alone tonight, but Rye love isn't good love, boys, Have I ever told you about the time I... I used to wake up bright and early, Got my work done quickly, held my baby tightly. Oh, boy! Rye whiskey makes the sun set faster, Makes the spirit more willing But the body weaker because Rye sleep isn't good sleep, boys, Have I ever told you about the time I Took it and took her for granted? How I took it and took her for granted? So, let's take some And take them all for granted. Oh, boy! |
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| 3:54 |
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| 4:06 |
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| 8. |
| 3:05 |
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She puts my body away
Next to the trash Under the sink Along with all the cleaning's supplies and the things that we buy and decide we don't need Well it's damp and it's dark and it's lonely in here Next to the trash Under the sink But everyone needs some time off now and then 'Cause I'm happy my friends Don't feel sorry for me She says if you're playin' the game I hope you know you won't win it And you can tell me next to the trash Well I'll tell you I'm in it Why would you want me to touch it if you know I don't need it She's right I'm mean when I'm bored So I dig through the trash looking for her She would wash herself off In the mist from the pipes We could use more of that around here that's for sure But it seems that whoever has thrown her away Has forgotten the trash under the sink Or was it a joke meant to buy her some time All this citrus and pine make it harder to think So I say if you're playing the game I hope you know you won't win it And I'll be sorry if they threw you away It's just that they didn't She says "Boy, you'd better take it back right now and I mean it" She puts my body away Then chases my mind up to the roof It jumps in the gutter But she pulls it out And it's all part of having a man in the house It jumps in the gutter she pulls it out And it's all part of having a man in the house |
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| 6:39 |
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| 3:53 |
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This is the song where I listen
This is the song where I sit still I called the dogs off all the things I’m missing And to everyone but you before I set sail I said good luck, good luck, good luck these are tough times But we’ll get by Good luck This is the song where you speak up This is the song where you get moving I cried some trouble out into a tea cup And to me but no-one else before you threw it You said good luck, good luck, good luck These are tough times, we’ll get by Good luck I put a shore in front of our apartment And watched you comb the stoop for shards of porcelain Satisfied that there were none you broke the silence And after this I promise not to interrupt again Cause this is the song where I listen This is the song where I sit still Until our heartbeats drown out the clock ticking And the song is just I love you and always will Good luck, good luck, good luck, these are tough times We’ll get by Good luck these are tough times We’ll get by Good luck these are tough times We’ll get by Good luck |
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