1. |
Cherry Tobacco
01:34
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I don't want to sleep in my bed tonight.
It smells like cherry tobacco and a girl I don't love
Who gave me head last night.
And I'm reeling around;
I just can't find a way to make it feel alright.
And I'm reeling around, and I'm reeling around.
And I want to retire, but I've got this desire for you.
And all I think about these days
Is how that I might find a way
to make you feel the way I do,
to tell you how that I love you,
But I don't want to sleep in my bed tonight...
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2. |
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I saw you with your boyfriend.
He was tall and handsome.
I wish he was dead.
And he's probably got a house
and a job and a real nice car,
and I just wish that I was dead.
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Here's pizza, the pizza show, I love pizza, the pizza-Desi comedy hour...
Here's pizza,
Here's pizza,
Here's pizza,
Do you love my too?
Here's pizza,
Here's pizza,
Here's pizza,
Do you love me true?
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4. |
She's a Drone
00:37
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5. |
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Your roommate's sore
Because he wants to be more,
So he sits outside my door
spying on you.
You ignore all his calls,
about 18 in all,
Just from noon until nightfall.
He should take a hint.
And when you get home, all your glass is broken.
Unexpected from a man who's so soft spoken.
The shards upon the floor are his love token.
Because he wants to be your man.
While he may pay the rent,
He's got other intent,
Because he's not quite content
Rooming with you.
And when you're with me
He's as busy as bees
So now just wait and see
What's waiting for you.
And when you get home, all your glass is broken.
Unexpected from a man who's so soft spoken.
The shards upon the floor are his love token.
Because he wants to be your man.
Yeah he wants...
Yeah, he really wants...
Yeah, he really wants to be your man.
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6. |
Caroline/Carolina
01:56
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I always think I'm making the right choice,
That times ahead will change my voice,
And that the present I'll divorce.
But I can't get you out of my mind,
Though I'm trying, trying all of the time.
I'm obsessed with what I left behind,
Caroline.
Back in Upstate
In another rut,
And all my windows have been shut
Both from the winter and from us.
And I can't get you out of my mind,
Though I'm trying, trying all of the time.
I'm obsessed with what I left behind:
Carolina.
And I can't get you out of my mind,
Though I'm trying, trying all of the time.
I'm obsessed with what I left behind back in Carolina.
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I barely looked when I first saw you.
A few more days, all too soon I knew.
And I noticed how you dress,
And how you laugh, and wear your hair.
All these feeling overwhelmed me,
They were more than I can bare.
You've left me lovelorn, thinking,
"Where did my obsession start?"
And I wonder if you'll ever care to sooth my limerent heart.
I turn away when I walk by you.
I turn so red when I espy you.
And I wonder when you're smiling
If you'll ever smile for me.
I replay all the things you've said in my mind constantly.
I mull over the minutia in your words and in your tone,
Only hoping that one day that I might have you all alone.
I don't have the nerve to talk to you.
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8. |
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It stopped my heart when you looked my way.
I couldn't believe it; what were the chances?
I turned bright red but couldn't look away.
You'd stolen my heart with just one glance.
And I spent the whole night
Catching glimpses of your sight
From the corners of my eyes.
I was watching you.
And I can't get over you.
And it broke my heart when you forgot my name
Even though it was three weeks later.
It's no surprise, but then, what a shame.
I'd thought about you for three weeks straight.
And I spent the whole night
Wiping tears of my cries
From the corners of my eyes
Because of you.
And I can't get over you.
And it broke my heart when you forgot my name.
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9. |
The Macadam
01:40
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In the dark and early morning,
That's when I meet you,
And I'll stay with you well past the evenings last light.
You're the only girl I ever want to be with.
Yeah, to be with you is always such delight.
And let's go sailing through the night.
You know it's going to be alright...
But the macadam's got a chuckhole
And I go flying.
You've got two flat tires;
I've a pair of ripped slacks.
But that's okay because our love is undying
And it won't be long before I'm back on your back.
And let's go sailing through the night.
To be with you is such delight.
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10. |
The Hour Glass
01:29
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I think there was a time when I didn't dread the coming days,
But any hope I ever had is lost in never ending grey.
And I don't even bother getting out of bed 'til two o'clock.
Sometimes I wonder why I ever started smoking pot.
Is there a chance for me to change my fate?
And will I miss it if I hesitate?
Nothing's ever easy when you're just this lazy.
So now I won't try.
Nothing ever changes as my days fall through the hour glass.
I just lay around and nothing ever seems to come to pass.
And I can't ever seem to get myself to sleep 'til five o'clock.
Sometimes I wonder why I ever gave up smoking pot.
Will nothing ever taste the same again?
Will nothing seem to work out how I planned?
I don't want to sit up, all I want to do is give up,
So now I won't try anymore.
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11. |
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Of all of the flavors in all of the cartons,
I know a flavor that's better than that.
Better than chocolate and raspberry tartan.
Yeah, pizza ice cream is my dream.
(Sha-na-na-na)
Pizza ice cream is my dream.
I'd eat it for breakfast, I'd eat it for lunch
And I'd eat it for dinner, and even for snack.
You can eat it on sundaes.
Even Monday's a fun day
When pizza ice cream is your dream.
(Sha-na-na-na)
Pizza ice cream is my dream.
I love pizza ice cream, yeah.
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12. |
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I was busy smoking crack cocaine
When I should have been busy graduating.
Now nothing's ever going to be the same
And everything I do is so degrading.
Find me in my parents' basement now.
'Cause I was busy smoking crack cocaine
When I should have been busy graduating.
Now every single day is such a pain
And I only take solace in masturbating.
Find me in my parents' basement now.
And I've got:
No car, no job, no fun.
Don't ask about friends, 'cause I'll tell you I've got none.
Find me in my parents' basement now.
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13. |
Erica
02:40
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You caught me with all of your charms,
With scrimshaw that runs up your arms,
Your hair halfway shorn,
Your expression lovelorn.
Beauty admired from afar,
Erica.
I wish we could meet eye with eye.
I wish I weren't desperately shy,
For I don't adore being alone anymore,
So if I spoke, would you reply,
Erica?
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