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MISS FAYE VALENTINE
DIRTY BUSINESS
Raise your glass: we have incorporated. Place your bets: we're all so sick of waiting. Queen takes jack. You got me this time, but I'll get you back. So pick a number. To all the ones who tried the most: was I supposed to cheer your efforts? Sorry that I chose so poorly. Golly gee, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who looks for love in all the lonely places, the kind who comes to poker pockets stuffed with kings and aces. She's the kind of girl who only asks you over when its raining, just to make you lie there catching water dripping from the ceiling. Lift your hats off to the checkout girls with tattooed backs. They'd make an angels skin crawl. If you ask them for assistance there's an even chance you'll get a number. To all the girls at pearl the surly boys who get to masticate them: I've a prize for each and every one of you so just be patient. To all the ones that hated me the most: a toast,You really had me going for a second I was nervous boy, am I the poster girl? She's the kind of girl who gets her slings and arrows from the dumpster, the kind who tells you she's bipolar just to make you trust her. She's the kind of girl who leaves out condoms on the bedroom dresser. Just to make you jealous of the men she fucked before you met her. To all the ones who thought they knew me best: a test to prove your prowess. Who was mine in '99? I want last names and current status. To all the ones who hated me the most: a toast, you really had me going for second. I was nervous, boy am I the poster girl for some suburban sickness? Better keep a healthy distance. Now it's up to you, know what to do it's pretty dirty business.
WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG
You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to, to save you from your old ways. You play forgiveness. Watch it now: here he comes. He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman like you imagined when you were young. Can we climb this mountain? I don't know. Higher now than ever before. I know we can make it if we take it slow. Let's take it easy, easy now, watch it go. We're burning down the highway skyline on the back of a hurricane that started turning when you were young. When you were young. And sometimes you close your eyes and see the place where you used to live, when you were young. They say the devil's water, it ain't so sweet. You don't have to drink right now, but you can dip your feet every once in a little while. You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy to, to save you from your old ways. You play forgiveness, watch it now: here he comes. He doesn't look a thing like Jesus, but he talks like a gentleman like you imagined when you were young. I said he doesn't look a thing like Jesus. He doesn't look a thing like Jesus. But more than you'll ever know.
HONKY TONK WOMEN
I met a gin soaked, bar-room queen in Memphis. She tried to take me upstairs for a ride. She had to heave me right across her shoulder 'cause I just can't seem to drink you off my mind. It's a honky tonk woman. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues. I layed a divorcee in New York City. I had to put up some kind of a fight. The lady then she covered me in roses. She blew my nose and then she blew my mind. It's a honky tonk woman. Gimme, gimme, gimme the honky tonk blues.
WARRIOR
When it's missing then you want it more - it isn’t right. Turning, turning out the door and back to this. Leave it like it was before and let me out. Must’ve been the end of the story. Giving it all, giving it all away: you’re gonna wake up someone. Well study it all: the wings, the crowd, your face. You’re gonna end up like one. Well, trouble at home, travel the way you say, "The road don’t like me." Travel away, travel it all away. "The road’s gonna end on me." Men, they like me, 'cause I’m a warrior, a warrior. Stand on my feet, dance the warrior, the warrior. Where would I be? I’d be a warrior, a warrior. Now the strangers have caught on, and they’re riding in the backseat. The river’s gonna wash all, yeah the river it spoke to me. It told me I’m small, and I swallowed it down. If I make it at all, I'll make you want me. Hey! Trouble at home, travel the way you say, "The road don’t like me." Travel it all, travel it all away. "The road’s gonna get on me." And I’m small. The road’s gonna get on me. Well if it gets it at all, the road’s gonna end on me. Hey! Hey, hey! like a warrior, a warrior. Dance the warrior, the warrior.
QUE SERA SERA
When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, "What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?" And here's what she said to me: Que sera, sera; Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see; Que sera, que sera, whatever will be. When I grew up and fell in love, I asked my lover, "Do you love me? And will you still want me, day after day? And what will make me feel free?" Que sera, sera; Whatever will be, will be. The future's not ours to see. Que sera, que sera, whatever will be.
RED CARPET GRAVE
They call her bulldozer speech demon without distractions of hope. She makes the depression business look surprisingly novel. And she's not just royal, allegedly loyal, not unfaithful but she has no faith in me. Inhale the damage smoothly, paradise isn't lost. It was hiding all along. There's the ones that you love, the ones that love you, the ones that make you come, the ones that make you come unglued. I can't turn my back on you when you are walking away. Bottomless celebrity scar, staged circuses for schoolgirls, us boys are all dressed up like a mediocre suicide omen. Here comes the red carpet grave again and again and again, oh man. There's the ones that you love, the ones that love you, the ones that make you come, the ones that make you come unglued. I can't turn my back on you, when you are walking away. I can't turn my back on you, when you are walking away. It's easy to beat the system, had a hard time beating the symptoms, had a hard time beating the symptoms. I can't turn my back on you, can't turn my back on you. I can't turn my back on you, when you are walking away. Here comes the red carpet grave again and again and again.
SHORES OF CALIFORNIA
He’s been trying with limited success to get this girl let him get into her dress, but every time he thinks he’s getting close she threatens death before he gets a chance. And that’s the way it is in Minnesota, that’s the way it is in Oklahoma, that’s the way it’s been since protozoa first climbed onto the shores of California. She’s been trying with limited success to get him to turn out the lights and dance 'cause like any girl all she really wants is that fickle little bitch romance, that fickle little bitch romance. And that is why a girl is called a tease, and that is why a guy is called a sleaze, and that’s why god made escort agencies: one life to live and mace and GHB. And that’s the way it is in Minnesota, that’s the way it is in Oklahoma-homa, that’s the way since the animals and Noah first climbed onto shores of California. Must not be too kind. Stop thinking love is blind. Clench your fists, yeah right. "She's just not my type." Why all these conflicting specifications? Maybe to prevent overpopulation. All I know is that all around the nation, the girls are crying and the boys are masturbating, the girls are crying and the boys are masturbating. And that’s the way it is in Minnesota, that’s the way it is in Oklahoma-homa, that’s the way Aristophanes and Homer wrote the Illiad and Lysistrata. That’s the way it is in Minnesota, that’s the way it is in Oklahoma-homa, that’s the way since the ancient protozoa first climbed onto the shores of California.
NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE
Something's in the air tonight. The sky's alive with a burning light. You can mark my words something's about to break. And I found myself in a bitter fight. While I've held your hand through the darkest night. Don't know where you're coming from but you're coming soon. To a kid from Oregon by way of California, all of this is more than I've ever known or seen. Come on and we'll sing, like we were free, ush the pedal down watch the world around fly by us. Come on and we'll try, one last time. I'm off the floor one more time to find you, and here we go there's nothing left to choose, and here we go there's nothing left to lose. So I packed my car and I headed east where I felt your fire and a sweet release. There's a fire in these hills that's coming down, and I don't know much, but I found you here, and I cannot wait another year. Don't know where you're coming from, but you're coming soon. To a kid from Oregon by way of California, all of this is more than I've ever known or seen. Come on and we'll sing, like we were free, ush the pedal down watch the world around fly by us. Come on and we'll try, one last time. I'm off the floor one more time to find you, and here we go there's nothing left to choose, and here we go there's nothing left to lose. I can still hear the trains out my window. From Hobart Street to here in Nashville, I can still smell the pomegranates grow, and I don't know how hard this wind will blow or where we'll go.Come on and we'll sing, like we were free, ush the pedal down watch the world around fly by us. Come on and we'll try, one last time. I'm off the floor one more time to find you, and here we go there's nothing left to choose, and here we go there's nothing left to lose.
MANEATER
Everybody look at me, me. I walk in the door you start screaming. Come on everybody whatcha here for? Move your body around like a nympho. Everybody get your necks to crack around. All you crazy people come on jump around. I want to see you all on your knees, knees. You either want to be with me, or be me. Maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love. She's a maneater, make you buy cars, make you cut cards, make you fall real hard in love. She's a maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love. She's a maneater, make you buy cars, make you cut cards. Wish you never ever met her at all. And when she walks, she walks with passion. When she talks, she talks like she can handle it. When she asks for something, boy, she means it, even if you never ever seen it. Everybody get your necks to crack around. All you crazy people come on jump around. You doing anything to keep her by your side because she said she love you, love you long time. Maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love. She's a maneater, make you buy cars, make you cut cards, make you fall real hard in love. She's a Maneater, make you work hard, make you spend hard, make you want all of her love. She's a maneater, make you buy cars, make you cut cards, ish you never ever met her at all!
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