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| 5:10 | ||||
Happy little day, Jimmy went away
met his little jenny on a public holiday a happy pair they made, so decorously laid neath the gay illuminations all along the promenade it's so good to know ther's still a little magic in the air I'll weave my spell jenny will you stay- tarry with me pray nothing'ere need come between us tell me love, what do you say Oh no I must away to my Mum in disarray if my mother should discover how I spent my holiday it would be of small avail to talk of magic in the air I'll say farewell ( ) O rock of ages do not crumble, love is breathing still O lady moon, shin down a little people magic is you will jenny pines away writes a letter every day we must ever be together, nothing can my love erase oh no I'm conpromised, I must apologise if my lady should discover how I spent my holidays... |
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| 3:00 | ||||
She keeps Mo? et Chandon
In her pretty cabinet ’Let them eat cake’ she says Just like Marie Antoinette A built-in remedy For Khruschev and Kennedy At anytime an invitation You can’t decline Caviar and cigarettes Well versed in etiquette Extraordinarily nice She’s a Killer Queen Gunpowder, gelatine Dynamite with a laser beam Guaranteed to blow your mind Anytime Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? To avoid complications She never kept the same address In conversation She spoke just like a baroness Met a man from China Went down to Geisha Minah Then again incidentally If you’re that way inclined Perfume came naturally from Paris For cars she couldn’t care less Fastidious and precise Drop of a hat she’s as willing as Playful as a pussy cat Then momentarily out of action Temporarily out of gas To absolutely drive you wild, wild... She’s out to get you Recommended at the price Insatiable an appetite Wanna try? You wanna try... |
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3. |
| 2:47 | ||||
4. |
| 3:17 | ||||
5. |
| 1:45 | ||||
6. |
| 4:13 | ||||
Here I stand (here I stand..)
Look around around around around (Around around around around..) But you won't see me (you won't see me..) Now I'm here (now I'm here..) Now I'm there (now I'm there..) I'm just a just a new man Yes you made me live again A baby I was when you took my hand And the light of the night burned bright And the people all stared didn't understand But you knew my name on sight Whatever came of you and me? America's new bride to be Don't worry baby I'm safe and sound Down in the dungeon just Peaches and me Don't I love her so? Yes she made me live again Yeah! A thin moon me in the smoke screen sky Where the beams of your love light chase Don't move don't speak don't feel no pain With the rain running down my face Your matches still light up the sky And many a tear lives on in my eye Down in the city just Hoople and me Don't I love him so don't I love him so? Whatever comes of you and me I love to leave my memories with you Now I'm here (now I'm here.) Think I'll stay around around around (Around around around around..) Down in the city just you and me (Down in the city just you and me..) Don't I love you so? Go Go Go Little Queenie |
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7. |
| 3:23 | ||||
It's so easy, but I can't do it
So risky - But I gotta a chance it It's so funny, there's nothing to laugh about My money, that's all you wanna talk about I can see what you want me to be But I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods I'm no fool It's in the lap of the Gods It's in the lap of the Gods |
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8. |
| 2:14 | ||||
Sleeping very soundly on a Saturday morning
I was dreaming I was Al Capone There's a rumour going round, gotta clear outta town I'm smelling like a dry fish bone Here come the Law, gonna break down the door, gonna carry meaway once more Never, never, never get it any more Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Rainy afternoon I gotta blow a typhoon and I'm playing onmy slide trombone Anymore, anymore, cannot take it anymore Gotta get away from this stone cold floor Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know Walking down the street shooting people that I meet withmy rubber tommy water gun Here come the deputy, he's gonna come and getta me I gotta get me get up and run They got the sirens loose I ran outa juice They're gonna put me in a cell, if I can't go to heaven Will they let me go to hell Crazy Stone cold crazy, you know |
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| 1:08 | ||||
10. |
| 1:50 | ||||
11. |
| 2:15 | ||||
12. |
| 4:09 | ||||
13. |
| 3:47 | ||||
Disc 2 | ||||||
1. |
| 4:25 | ||||
2. |
| 3:25 | ||||
3. |
| 2:58 | ||||
4. |
| 2:17 | ||||
5. |
| 2:36 | ||||