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Little Miss Savory
03:03
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LITTLE MISS SAVORY
The girl is sweet
Buy her some flowers, get cha some hours
Her honey-spun hairdo and sweetlips yearn to satisfy
But sweet can become sour when her charms have lost their power
Dry bitterness doesn't work
Better yet is finally find the arms of your little miss
Little Miss Savory
Will you please save me?
Little Miss Savory
I like them Spicy girls --
I need a little bit of burn in 'em señoritas
Spicy girls -- you'll feel the fire from inside
But Spicy girls
It's never, never ever better if it ever turns to bitter
Bitter girls: They like to serve it cold
I met her one night out at the jazz club
She was the one in the flower pants
She was the dream-girl --
She was the One
and it was obvious the everyone
Our romance was favored
Our gaze never wavered
Every moment savored
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2. |
Syrian Girl
03:11
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SYRIAN GIRL
Before I wish you goodnight
Before I bid you adeiu
We don't know how long we'll live
If we live through the night
It took some time to be born
But now it's time to die
Because you're Daddy's Little Girl
and I messed with your mind
My little Syrian girl
Barely sixteen -- she was old for her age (and quite developed)
Almost nineteen -- what to do when September comes?
Off to college -- will the post-man be our love connection
How long can I wait?
These college girls are beckoning
Understand my reckoning
My little Syrian girl
Barely senior -- she was girl no more (but still in high-school)
Almost junior -- what to do when the Real World calls?
Out to Cali -- will I join the ranks of fellow dropouts?
I can hardly wait.
These LA girls are beckoning
Time to face our reckoning
My little Syrian girl
It was only mutual attraction
She was looking fine in her traction
I had nothing to offer but my adoration
If I do not say what I'm thinking
and I do not do what I'm wanting
how can you call it?
How can it be cheating if we don't kiss?
When all I can think of is how I miss
My little Syrian girl
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3. |
Do It
03:58
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DO IT
We go together like Paris and porn
Just without all the paparazzi and scorn
We go together like patient and shrink
One does the whining and one's there to think
Yeah, yeah, that's what doesn't do it, yeah, yeah
We go together like sugar and spice
A pinch of everything that's naughty and nice
I know that look means you want to be seen
We'll I'm'a looking at you and I see that you're looking right back at me
Yeah, yeah, that's what's gonna do it, yeah, yeah
What you say you knew it, yeah, yeah, that we're gonna do it
We go together like whisky and ice
Improves your chances with ladies and dice
We go together like pickles and cream
Strange tastes have a way of becoming your dream
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4. |
Forget You
02:49
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FORGET YOU
Pedal to the floor
Techno dripping ecstacy
She is sitting on top of me
Dreams are coming true
Dreams I've had of you
Dreams that I could never lose
Spinning 'round the bends
Taking twists like Slip-N-Slide
Her brown hair and her soft thighs
are too good to be true
Yeah, she's married too
What's a boy supposed to do?
All I want now is to forget you
Every night I dream of you
You love me as I love you
I wake in a sweat!
All I want now is to forget you
And get back to before you
Before I fell for you
All I want now is to forget you
Shots for everyone
Doubles, triples, what the hell?
'Cuz the night is young
and we'll party 'til the dawn
Let's get real gone
And I'll tag along with her
Now's my chance to pee
Creep around the bush --
Let's see if I can just puke subtly
before she knows I'm sick
Beer and shots don't mix
Why do I get dumb around chicks?
All I want now is to forget you
My friends still prefer you
My mom still pen-pals you
Enough is enough!
All I want now is to forget you
Every song is about you
One day I’ll disrobe you
But all I want now is to forget you
Why did you have to go and get married
when you knew I was in love with you?
When will I meet someone who's just as beautiful?
I will wait 'til you divorce him.
All I want now is to forget you
All I want now is to forget you
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5. |
Goodbye Song
01:43
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GOODBYE SONG
This is our bed and as such we must share it
This is our life with no way to repair it
This is the past -- the future's our present
This is the long, sad, simple goodbye song
As I lay in sleepless slumber
I know my nights are numbered
She will take the bed when she goes
and share it freely with who-the-fuck-knows
This is the dream and as such we must wake up
This is our love and as such we must break up
This is the game and the price is to play it
This is the long, sad, simple goodbye song
I’m wide awake while I slumber
Wondering who’s the guy you’re under
I’ll be with her when you’re a no-show
So find a bed and off you go
This is the risk and as such we must take it
This is our faith and as such we must shake it
This is the lie that eats from the inside
This is the long, sad, simple goodbye song
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6. |
Broken Down
03:21
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BROKEN DOWN
I hate to hear her cry when she's broken down
Stranded on the side, the other side of town
I couldn't help even though that's all I want
She's not getting free, she's not getting free
Mother-Judge, Dean-Dad
To compare I'd have to start again,
Begin anew, and follow a different path
Bloody banners wave when we're away
Flicker light, a fierce fight
To redeem I'd have to start again,
Begin anew, and follow a different path
Only martyrs have good things to say
I hate to hear her cry when I've said too much
She went from warm to cold, cold in my touch
I couldn't stay even though that's all I want
There's no getting free, there's no getting free
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7. |
I'm Tolstoy
03:24
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I’M TOLSTOY
She's Sigmund Freud / I'm Tolstoy
When we're alone on the shelf
there's no telling what we know
She's a Kerouac / I'm Huxley
Once open you won't turn back --
Better than a picture show
You move back in across the street
and tempt me like only and Audrey can
I'm surprised when you ask me over
'cuz I was for sure that I was over you
That I was over you
What am I to think when you answer the door?
I like your short-shorts
but you've broken my heart before
I can feel your eyes as I am walking by
Or is it my mind that is reaching inside?
What am I to think when you answer the door?
I like your sly winks but you've broken my heart before
Before
She's Audrey's clone / I'm twenty
Good setting for broken hearts
Inspired actions feed the fool
She's single now / No husband
Her lover's the DSM
Pick me up right after school
She's Sigmund Freud / I'm Tolstoy
When we're alone on the shelf
there's no telling what we know
She's a Kerouac / I'm Huxley
Once open you won't turn back --
Better than a picture show
She’s Carl Marx / I’m Plato
What treasures lie t'ween the sheets?
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8. |
Bubblegum and Candlewax
03:15
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BUBBLEGUM AND CANDLEWAX
She's got it / That’s good
You want it / You should
She's magic innate
You want to procreate
She's lethal but wise
She's working those thighs
What's up girl? You free?
I wanna trim your tree
And she's got dreams that fool the facts
Bubblegum and candlewax
She reads her Farmer's Almanacs
She gets her rings from Cracker Jacks
And she won't quit 'til she succeeds
Standing up or on her knees
Yeah
She's wearing cop cuffs
You're pulling her puffs
She's into the games
You'll go two dozen frames
She's tiny and sweet
So light on her feet
To get her on all fours:
Get her behind closed doors
Go get 'em
I can feel it all changing
Our lives together beginning
Never knew it was so easy
All it takes is hello
We float like springtime breezes
Fondling fields with flower kisses
And though you’re gone I am a new man
I learned a lot
But now I’ve moved on
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