Two New Jams
"You're A Good Cop Lechowicz..."
So this is what they mean when they say “act your age”
Half-truths and birthday suits
“kid this town will eat you alive”
It’s not the first time that I have been wrong but it’s the first time I’ll admit it
You’re more than just a line in a song,
And I am dying to be a notch in your bedpost
First times rumor, third times a charm
And I won’t settle for less.
Your cheeks are flustered and your hair is a mess.
If I were the jealous type I’d put my fist through a wall,
Lucky for you I’m the vengeful type and its last call.
Now I can see that you were a mistake, now I’m going to fix it,
Now here’s a method that’s tried and true,
Friends don’t let friends drive drunk, but ex-lovers do.
"We'll Always Have Paris..."
I’ve got a wit that could tear you to pieces,
Darling you’re playing with fire.
We’re the “next big thing”
And my reputation proceeds me.
I’m a liar, and a cheat, but I’ve got charisma.
A punch-line and a punch have so little in common
And now-a-days you could say the same about us.
But, we don’t take the hits, we make the hits.
And we do it all with a smile.
Drunken sex and cigarettes
And don’t forget your Sundays best.
Hide your wives and daughters.
Because we’re coming to a town near you.
So this is what they mean when they say “act your age”
Half-truths and birthday suits
“kid this town will eat you alive”
It’s not the first time that I have been wrong but it’s the first time I’ll admit it
You’re more than just a line in a song,
And I am dying to be a notch in your bedpost
First times rumor, third times a charm
And I won’t settle for less.
Your cheeks are flustered and your hair is a mess.
If I were the jealous type I’d put my fist through a wall,
Lucky for you I’m the vengeful type and its last call.
Now I can see that you were a mistake, now I’m going to fix it,
Now here’s a method that’s tried and true,
Friends don’t let friends drive drunk, but ex-lovers do.
"We'll Always Have Paris..."
I’ve got a wit that could tear you to pieces,
Darling you’re playing with fire.
We’re the “next big thing”
And my reputation proceeds me.
I’m a liar, and a cheat, but I’ve got charisma.
A punch-line and a punch have so little in common
And now-a-days you could say the same about us.
But, we don’t take the hits, we make the hits.
And we do it all with a smile.
Drunken sex and cigarettes
And don’t forget your Sundays best.
Hide your wives and daughters.
Because we’re coming to a town near you.