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Baby
04:13
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How 'bout a little cliffside romance?
Start it off with just a little bit of slowdance
Then you tell her "Babe, you're cuter than you know, man"
Then you look into her eyes
And then you don't you tell no lies when you say
Baby, you're what I really want
Baby, you're what I'm gonna have
So hold your breath and then
Maybe she'll close her eyes and take it right away
Then you might fall off the edge, but not before you hear her say
You know she said "baby"
Baby
She digs the gushy bull that you're spoutin'
But you mean every word that you're shoutin'
So high - it ain't because you're on a mountain
So you take another hit
Of that hard rock-lovin' kiss, and you say
Baby, you're what I really want
Baby, you're what I'm gonna have
So hold your breath and then
Maybe she'll close her eyes and take it right away
Then you might fall off the edge, but not before you hear her say
You know she said "baby"
Baby
Baby
Baby
Baby
Baby
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Le Méridien
03:19
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The rest all have told you that I'm worse than Hell
I'm selfish and moody and lazy as well
Besides that, I'm childish and stupid and ugly
I treat girls like objects to look studly
I'm all sorts of greasy and sick and disgusting
I don't see why any woman would love me
But you're here, and you hold me in your arms so tight
And you shed a tear when you think you've lost me after a fight
And maybe you'll be the one I'll marry under the sun
Or maybe you're gonna jet, but hey - you haven't yet
You're probably wondering from whence came this rant
I make them quite often - I'd stop, but I can't
I try to be friendly and helpful and caring
And comfort anyone when they're despairing
Despite that, I'm headstrong and racist and whiny
I'm sure it seems like my heart is quite tiny
But you're here, and you hold me in your arms so tight
And you shed a tear when you think you've lost me after a fight
And maybe you'll be the one I'll marry under the sun
Or maybe you're gonna jet, but hey - you haven't yet
Now you say that I'm lovable, gentle, and kind
I'm like virtuous, trustworthy, honest defined
I'm perfect in every way
Wait, what the hell'd you just say?
Now I see why you hold me in your arms so tight
And I'll never leave just because we had some stupid fight
Though really I'm just a sleaze, you see the angel in me
Quite why, I won't ever get - at least, I haven't yet
You're still here, and you hold me in your arms so tight
And you shed a tear when you think you've lost me after a fight
I know that you'll be the one I'll marry under the sun
There's no way you'll ever just, 'cause hey - you haven't yet
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Fantasy
03:57
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You don't know what it is you think
They give you red and white; you want pink
You don't know your fantasy
But if you ain't blind you'll see
You've already found it in me
'Cause I'm everything that you could ever need
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm like doing speed
I'm the food you drink, and I'm the air you breathe
I'm your blanket in the morning; I'm your loyal steed
I'm your fantasy
Go on and tell yourself that I'm strange
'Cause as a matter of fact, I'm deranged
But so are you, so let's give it a go
Tell yourself what you already know
And let your love for this man show
'Cause I'm everything that you could ever need
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm like doing speed
I'm the food you drink, and I'm the air you breathe
I'm your blanket in the morning; I'm your loyal steed
I'm your fantasy
Now I ain't telling you to play with lightning
I wouldn't wanna bring you down
But when you're acting like you're tryin'a spite me
You ain't fooling nobody in town
The storm is on its way; there's no way 'round it
Only together we'll survive
Searching for something? Well, you've finally found it
So close your eyes - take the dive - by my side
You'll make it out alive
'Cause I'm everything that you could ever need
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm like doing speed
I'm the food you drink, and I'm the air you breathe
I'm your blanket in the morning; I'm your loyal steed
I'm your fantasy
In your world, I know that I'm everything
I'm the air you eat, and I'm the food you drink
And that don't make sense, but it's all the same
'Cause tryin'a live without me is a losing game
'Cause I'm everything that you could ever need
I'm fresh, I'm fly, I'm like doing speed
I'm the food you drink, and I'm the air you breathe
I'm your blanket in the morning; I'm your loyal steed
I'm your fantasy
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Dai
03:53
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Sto per dire una cosa brutta, se mi ascolterai
Ma tu sei come una cozza cruda, e presto morirai
Perché fra poco l'acqua bollira`
E la cozza dentro ci sarà, e dico
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
Dai! Dai!
Non voglio più sognare le tue labbra
Dai! Dai!
Non farmi parlare con rabbia
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
Già lo so che io sono scemo, ma sono un signor
Ma il momento in cui ci vedremo sarà quello peggior
Non credo nel compromesso
Neanche nella via di mezzo, e dico
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
Dai! Dai!
Non voglio più sognare le tue labbra
Dai! Dai!
Non farmi parlare con rabbia
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
Se nel suo letto tu ci sarai
E se durante questo non dormirai
Sarà giusto quando mi penserai?
Devi stare ferma; stai fuori dalla mente
Non devi fare niente
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
Dai! Dai!
Non voglio più sognare le tue labbra
Dai! Dai!
Non farmi parlare con rabbia
Dai! Dai!
Devi liberarmi da questa gabbia
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
A dream about your lips ain't a fucking lot
Excuse my French, but you've pissed me off
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
If I ain't got you, what the fuck've I got?
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Party at Valentino's
02:08
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If you'll excuse me, I'm only starting
I'm getting ready for this party
I put my pants on - that matters hardly
Because, with luck, I'll lose them at this party
I've got this girl in mind - I really hope she's there
And just in case, I'll wear my leopard-printed underwear
Put on a belly shirt so everyone'll stare
I wear a hat 'cause it's been three days since I washed my hair
Teenage kids just having a party
When their parents go out of town
Cool kids always get invited to parties
So if you're hunting me down, you know just where I'll be found
The living room floor with some fellas
Was where I fell asleep; woke up with Daniela
Now Mickey's naked and I'm in his pajama
And all I wanna know is "What the Hell, uh..."
That little girl of mine, she's knocking at the door
And here I'm looking like a buttfag manwhore
My little virgin eyes are getting so damn sore
She's with another guy - ain't nothing I ain't seen before
Teenage kids just having a party
If you ain't sexy, you get put on the shelf
Somebody's always wet with tears at a party
But if all goes well, you'll be wet with something else
Always the first one to lose my shirt
Always immersed in a sea of skirts
Always the cursed one who's getting hurt
'Cause I'm the worst one at talking to her
Teenage kids just having a party
Trashin' up somebody else's home
Leave your beef behind when you go to a party
Just losen up and let yourself go
When the girl you love shows up at a party
With some dickaninny at her side
Take that song you wrote to play for her at the party
And dedicate it to some slut who'll never care that you lied
She'll just say "You know what..." and start caressing your thigh
So slam the door wide-shut, and you can bet there'll be spies
So fuck her in the butt before your wonder-girl's eyes
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Have you ever had to lie?
Gotta talk real fast and give an alibi?
We've all been down that road more times than we'd confess
But still your conscience knows, and it won't let you rest
Telling the truth can bring you joy
I keep no secrets from my boy
You know everything about me
Like that time down in Birmingham
A bottle of wine and those busy hands
There's certain things I wish I could forget
'Cause sometimes it seems the truth's a sin
To tell it straight can make the Devil grin
But it don't matter what you hide or what you admit
'Cause if your love ain't true, then I'm through with it
Have you made somebody hurt?
Had to break a heart and be a total jerk?
We've all made choices we regret
Like when you went up to Buffalo
You made a friend and didn't tell her know
If only certain things had not been said to me
'Cause sometimes it seems the truth's a sin
To tell it straight can make the Devil grin
But it don't matter what you hide or what you admit
'Cause if your love ain't true, then I'm through with it
Have you ever had to make a choice?
Do what'll make her smile or what you know is right?
Go make your conscience proud - reveal all your secrets
You've done the right thing now to make her slit her wrists
'Cause sometimes it seems the truth's a sin
To tell it straight can make the Devil grin
But it don't matter what you hide or what you admit
'Cause if your love ain't true, then I'm through with it
I said: if your love ain't true, then I'm through with that shit
Remember when you went to Sicily
Expensive room and cheap-ass company
It's plain to see the truth's a sin
You took a trip out to Winnipeg
Where "just one sip" turned to "just one keg"
It's plain to see the truth's a sin
Grand Hotel down in Swaziland
You found yourself a real Swazi man
It's plain to see the truth's a sin
You felt like Temujin in Ulaanbaatar
Ladies rubbing skin all over your guitar
It's plain to see the truth's a sin
It's plain to see the truth's a sin
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Fuckin' Daze
02:55
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Hop a bus, hop a plane
Hop a ship, hop a train
If it moves, then it'll get you somewhere
Got a dream, got a plan
Gotta do what you can
And where you go, you're gonna find someone there
Gotta leave tomorrow - better yet, tonight
No need to pack, just get you on that flight
'Cause it don't matter how cool you think you are
If you let him be the one with the faster car
Sometimes in life, your timing's great
Sometimes you're just a little bit too late
You can miss the punch by just a little ways
Or two years, a month, and three fuckin' days
When the Land of the Free
Just ain't got what you need
Gotta go to where you know it's waiting
Do it quick, better run
Because there's only one
Way to fail, and that's hesitating
So maybe he's a dick and you're just a saint
You're everything that's right for her; he ain't
But if you just sit back and let him carry on
Who's gonna be the one with the greasy schlong?
Sometimes in life, your timing's great
Sometimes you're just a little bit too late
You can miss the punch by just a little ways
Or two years, a month, and three fuckin' days
Gotta jump, gotta fall
Gotta give it your all
If you don't, you'll finish up with nothing
Sometimes in life, your timing's great
Sometimes you're just a little bit too late
You can miss the punch by just a little ways
Or two years, a month, and three fuckin' days
When I think of all the things that I do, all I see is time I waste without you
And every time I try to write something new, it's always just another song about you
Every night I ask my Signor Gesù to let me have another dream about you
And then I always beg and hope and pray to never live another day without you
Why can't I forget about you?
Why can't I just move along?
Why can't I just live without you?
Why can't I just take you home?
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