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What Now?
04:03
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Up on a wave
Help me I feel ashamed
Hard to make sense
Searching through scratchy lens
Do I know you?
Oh indeed
Don't go wasting my time
I am too pretty pretty
Don't go wasting my time
Stand me up, stand me up
Downtown
Fifth balcony
Chopping down cherry tree
Sweet sweet pseudo friend
Maybe once? ...and again
Do I know you?
Oh indeed
Don't go wasting my time
I am too pretty pretty
Don't go wasting my time
Stand me up, stand me up
Downtown
If I were out on the highway
Out in my car
I might feel at ease but I still wouldn't get far
I'd see you in the right lane
Pass you right by
Look into the sun and close my eyes
If I were down at the bookstore
Checking the rack
I might feel at ease but I'd still have to go back
I'd see you on the sidewalk
Pass you right by
Look into the sun and close my eyes
Look into the sun and close my eyes
Don't go wasting my time
I am too pretty, pretty
Don't go wasting my time
Stand me up, stand me up, stand me up
Downtown
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Hiding Place
03:32
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They told me that silence is bound to cut me down
I'd better get into a crowd
I fell on the floor
All these people asking questions
I don't want to answer anymore
We've been walking for a long time
I'm never sure of the destination
And I am so tired
Excuse me if I nod off today
Chorus:
So many places, so far away
I don't care about that
I just want to sit underneath a tree in my back yard
There are so many people won't leave me alone
Where does the moon fade away?
'Cause here comes the sun
I need a place like that where I hide away
They are asking questions
The cat got my tongue
You'd better hold on hold on
I really don't know if I want to stay
but there's the ocean in front of me
A sign that I should take me shoes off
Feel the sand at my feet
repeat Chorus
Eat an apple, grab some breathing room
Bigger than the space between your teeth
I hope my heart is behind door number one
Sigh relief 'cause that means that I won't be homeless
I will have a home
repeat Chorus
All these eyes are looking strange
They're mad at me
I know they will forget some day
Only a place to hide away
Just for a little while
I will come back some day
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Mudslide
02:33
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He's got a crooked smile and a few cent
Should get interesting in a moment
Could've been alright without a gold mine
But you said no
Mudslide baby down on me
May I've a seed of dignity?
Alive or dead if found
'Cause I'm your stupid clown
Got a bit of pain so astringent
Little monkey play for the regent
Should've been just fine without a gold mine
C'mon
Mudslide Monty? It ain't right
I look at you, we're in a fight
The words begin to drown
'Cause I'm your stupid clown
Mudslide Monty? It ain't right
I look at you, we're in a fight
The breath begins to drown
And I'm your stupid clown
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Lemonade
03:33
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Oh look at you
It's like a knee against my head
and I'm calling at your covered ear
Hear me now
Your only world's within yourself
That paper ship's lost in the sea
Chorus:
They'd never trade make believe for wise and alone
In walks the truth
Uncomfortably they all just pack it up and go home
No no no, this wind will not subside
My skin is breaking, hands so cold
and I got this hair on my tongue
Go ahead, cut yourself
You won't cut yourself
So I cut myself
Your wound culture wants some more
There's no rescues anymore
repeat Chorus
The white white lies
Behind your eyes
They'd never trade make believe
And again I come with
what the world is combed with: pain
It's hard to know that before
You know there is always more
Lemons than fresh lemonade
Lemons than fresh lemonade
More, more, more
Lemons than fresh lemonade
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5. |
Dance Song
04:45
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She was a tasty little number
Under my breath I stared and uttered
"That girl is looking mighty fine"
Her shirt hung low, she let it
She had a look that said come get it
Yeah that onion booty made me cry
Every guy tried acting cool
She ain't got time to pity fools
She left that up to Mr. T
She's out on the dance floor
Holdin' back just to give some more
Her body said exposed
but her eyes said mystery
She goes left down side slip
groove me when she moves it
Push pull keep it still mmm ohh wonderful
Digs her back into the ground,
shake it shake it all around
No but she don't have to go down to go
High
I might just get a rise
From her hypnotic thighs
She's ten tons of baby sit on this
She could be in Milan
On a trail to Oregon
I fjord the river every time
Say listen baby, pretty baby
Don't tell me maybe
Hey foxy lady, you got to crave me
You got to play me, go
High
Why can't you go high
Why can't you go high
I'm on my hands and knees
baby don't be cruel to me
Shake of the hips
I know I know I can't miss
can I get a little taste of the lips
Left down side slip
ooh give me that double dip
down the backside yes now roll it down
The left the left the left the left no that's a little far too left
High
Why can't you go high
I want to go high
Why can't you go high
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Becky Make Believe Amherst, Massachusetts
Five friends from the University of Massachusetts Amherst who played music from 2002 to 2005.
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