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Introductions to Someone
00:44
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(Instrumental)
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2. |
New York or Germany
02:57
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I like your eyebrows, but if I held you down
And shaved them from your face,
I couldn't glue them to my forehead,
I don't know how.
I like your smile, but if I got a knife
And cut it from your mouth,
I couldn't sew it to my lips
This sadly is the truth.
(Interlude)
You go to New York, I'll go to Germany
If I save all my money
don't let me forget, I need a souvenir,
Lend me your ear.
At least it's just the Atlantic in between
Yourself and me, just the sea
Keeps me from knowing the pictures on your wall,
There won't be one of me.
(Interlude)
So take my teeth now, should you be needing them
I don't want you without.
Should you feel lonely, just know you had my heart
And yes it has to hurt.
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3. |
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
02:00
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Got a fast food cup, plastic lid and straw
A nick cage mug, that's a character flaw
It's a Wednesday night, well actually it's two,
We're drinking this wine on empty stomachs -- Absolutely no food
But when we all learned we
Could have had Bernie,
We started drinking
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Drinking and thinking like Aristotle
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Do we already regret it?
Maybe a little
But we were sippin' away
We were slippin' away
While we played our insipid blues.
There's no shine in our eyes
Just wine and goodbyes
All of us feeling confused
So we started drinking
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Drinking and thinking like Aristotle
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Do we already regret it?
Maybe a little
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Drinking and thinking like Aristotle
Boxed Wine in a Bottle
Do we already regret it?
Maybe a little
Or maybe a lot
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4. |
No One
01:56
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No one's out to get you
No one's out for blood
Hold your hands beside you
To keep your clothing clean
Running fast forever
From wheels spinning free
You can't be on the sidewalk
When he won't keep on the road
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5. |
Phone Calls from Janette
02:59
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I never talk on the phone
To anyone but you
You used to call now and then
Can't recall when you last dropped me a line
So you deleted my number
I think that's kinda sad.
You wanna know what's dumber?
I've called you too many times.
I've called you too many times
(Chorus)
I never had you on speed dial
Or filed as a contact.
Only because I remembered
All the digits in your number
Is it still anticipation
If I know you're not going to call
So am I here in resignation
Of a quiet life lived alone
You know they unpeeled a man,
They found a smaller man
And maybe he understands
How to leave somebody alone
How to leave somebody alone
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I've been waiting for a while
For you to give me a call
So come on baby and dial me up
Any time, Any time you want
So you deleted my number
I think that's kinda rude.
You wanna know what's dumber?
I've called you too many times.
I've called you too many times
(Chorus)
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6. |
Lovin' Fingers
01:11
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I'm head over heels
With my knees by my ears
Lying on my back
With my feet in the air
And don't you understand
God gave you that hand
Not to tug at me
But to shove your lovin' fingers inside
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