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Seth Shapiro got his law degree
He moved to Brooklyn from Schenectady, '93 Got some clients in the food industry He says it's not the money, it's the recipes He calls his mom, says he's doing fine She's got somebody on the other line Puts Coldplay on, pours a glass of wine Curls up with a book about organized crime When it's late, and it's hot And a date with the Late Show's all that you've got Don't give out, don't give up One of these nights you might find someone to love Beth McKenzie got the job of her dreams Retouching photos for a magazine aimed at teens It's Thursday night, she should be out on the scene But she's sitting at home watching "The King of Queens" There's something wrong that she can't describe She takes the contacts out of her eyes Sets the alarm for 6:45 So she can get a little exercise When it's late, and it's hot And an hour in the shower is the best that you've got Don't give out, don't give up One of these nights you might find someone to love And you're not the only one who's lonely Seth Shapiro is trying in vain To hail a taxi in the morning in the pouring rain Beth McKenzie sees one just up ahead She cuts in front of him and leaves him for dead |
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| 2. |
| 3:12 |
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I bought a car off a couple of ladies way upstate
Took of the greenpeace sticker and the New Hampshire plates My friends are saying that I may have made a mistake but I I tell 'em to have a little faith now fellas just you wait Put in the new shocks and the anti-lock brakes One touch ignition for convenience' sake And when I'm through it's gonna look and run better than new So baby don't make a move Because I'm coming for you I'm coming for you You better make way 'cos I'm coming through In my late 92 baby-blue Subaru My cousin Kerry is taking a look at the transmission Putting in the lime green plasma screen television Seats feel like leather, you can't even tell that they're fake And I only got a couple easy payments left to make Just a little alcohol in the glove compartment minibar Open up the moon-roof so we sit back and watch the stars Oh yes and the GPS so I always know where you are So baby don't go too far Because I'm coming for you I'm coming for you You better make way 'cos I'm coming through In my late 92 baby-blue Subaru Pumping in oxygen from some Swiss mountain Alarm system so confusing you can't even get in This thing is a beast value will only increase In negotiating terms like peace in the middle east There's only three of it's kind they're easy to find Got people waiting in line to pay me double for mine So baby just let me now Are you ready to go? C'mon sugar let's roll You know I'm coming for you That's what I'm gonna do You better make way 'cos I'm coming through In my You know I'm coming for you Baby now it's true You better make way 'cos I'm coming through In my late 92 baby-blue Subaru |
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| 4:00 |
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Quarter to three at the DMV
That's when I saw her, she didn't see me Behind 'Window B', explaining patiently That she needs to see six forms of i.d. Oh tell me now, who do you love Who do you love Who can you trust with your love these days Yolanda Hayes Quarter to four, the line's still out the door I can see in her eyes, she's heard it all before She's lookin all right, despite the bright florescent lights And I wonder what she's like when she gets home at night Oh tell me now, who do you love Who do you love Who can you trust with your love these days Yolanda Hayes It occurs to me suddenly She's been here for an eternity The hours pass, the days go by Well, has anybody really tried To cross that line, to get inside A little more time, and now the girl is mine I hit her with my very best pickup line She puts down my file, stares at me a while And I swear I see her crack a little smile Oh tell me now, who do you love Who do you love Who can you trust with your love these days Yolanda Hayes |
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| 4. |
| 3:36 |
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5:40, Channel Six news team
Breaking story bout a get-rich-quick scheme One anchor turns and faces the other Says it's time that I made you my lover Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Every twenty we got business reports We're gonna take a break and then we're right back with sports Hey Dan I like those shorts I've never seen em before I'd like em even more Lying on my bedroom floor Don't run away baby, hear what I say You know I sit here reading to you day after day Don't be scared, sit back down in your chair All I want to do is Just stroke your hair Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Chuck Scarborough turns to Sue Simmons Says sugar you don't know what you're missin' Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Oooh we belong together Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather Like traffic and weather |
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| 5. |
| 2:47 |
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There's fire in the canyon
Rain on the plain And an eerie kind of sadness On the highway today Was it driving together That drove us apart Or did we change direction Chasing arrows and hearts We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down And I'm checking out the road signs Highway hotels And their air-conditioned cable-ready cold padded cells And we read them like stories In trash magazines We ain't really sure what it means We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down Well I'll ride this motorway For a thousand miles a day Til the road runs out of blacktop Or I will this world away And each town is steeped in rain And I know each one by name Cause this road is wrapped around me And I wear it like a chain We've been wandering alone such a long time Lose our way as we go town to town Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down Believe us to be born into a path straight and narrow On every crooked road we travel down |
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| 3:03 |
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I saw you holding hands
With some guy wearing Light blue Dockers pants And I thought that I might just Give you a chance to explain What the hell is in your brain? You know you pretend You're going to Sea Bright For the long weekend but Something don't seem right And your best friend Renee Keeps on saying she saw you At the Gap With somebody in a baseball cap And you know This better be good This better be good Yeah, this better be good now baby Cause you sure don't act like you should This better be good Good I thought you could be trusted But I guess You can fess up You're totally busted Cause I swear You were sharing A hotdog with mustard After work With that same old polyester jerk And you know This better be good This better be good Yeah, this better be good now baby Cause you sure don't act like you should This better be good Good I know you'll deny it But don't even try it Your half-baked alibi's So full of holes I Think you might wanna stop In at the donut shop They might buy it I sure won't This better be good This better be good This better be good This better be good This better be good This better be good This better be good Good |
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| 2:41 |
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Oh yeah
Revolving Dora Hits the floor alone again See her spinning, see her grinning at her imaginary friends She's in her own rotating world There's something blurry about that girl Oh yeah And she's turning out to be Immune to gravity She's a lot like you Not much like me Oh yeah Revolving Dora Seems so sure about it all She knows the score So long before the morning papers make the call And she's searching around the dial For a song that'll make her smile And she's turning out to be Immune to gravity And I don't know the degree Of her grip on reality But she sure has got a hold on me Oh yeah |
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| 3:41 |
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Michael and Heather at the baggage claim
Tired of playing the waiting game Every bag has got a different name Michael and Heather may never get home again Michael and Heather at the lost and found Looking for luggage that's soft and brown Sir, I'm so sorry, it's just not around Michael and Heather are glad to be on the ground It's been a long, long day Can't we just be on our way? It's been a long, long day Can't we just be on our way? Michael and Heather on the shuttle bus Standing alongside the rest of us Michael says, 'Heather, have you had enough?' Heather says, 'Michael, you know that it's you I love' |
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| 3:31 |
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Well it was Saturday night, I was sitting in the kitchen
Checking out the women on Spanish television Got a call from Paul who was just let out of prison He said hey listen, there's something I'm missing I said I'm on it, honest, it's on its way You're gonna get your money in a couple of days, okay? I'm just a little strapped for cash Take it easy baby, cut me some slack, I said I'm just a little strapped for cash Very temporary, don't you worry 'bout that Strapped for cash So I headed out west to invest in the races All the goddamn horses kept falling on their faces Didn't fare much better at the Taj Mahal Chalk it up to bad luck and free alcohol And now I'm laying low, you know I'm trying to stall But I don't know how much longer I can dodge the calls Sayin' I'm just a little strapped for cash Don't you know I wouldn't do you like that I'm just a little strapped for cash Give me a minute you know you'll get it back C'mon Strapped for cash Strapped for cash Six bodybuilders pulled up in a Pinto Next thing I know they're coming through the window Hate to keep you waiting, I know times are hard Now would you prefer a Visa or a MasterCard Because I'm just a little strapped for cash Take a seat, I'll be back in a flash, I said I'm just a little strapped for cash No need to have a heart attack Bop shoo wop, bop bop shoo wop |
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| 3:08 |
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They sell posters of girls washing cars
And unicorns and stars And Guns and Roses album covers They've got most of The Barney DVDs And coffee mugs and tees That say Virginia is for lovers, but it's not 'Round here it's just for truckers who forgot To fill up on gasoline Back up near Aberdeen It's a nine hour drive From me to you South on I-95 and I'll Do it 'til the day that I die If I need to Just to see you Just to see you Hip hop stations are fading in and out All I'm receiving now Is a kick drum mixed with static Constellations are blinking in the sky The road is open wide And it feels so cinematic 'Til a van Driven by an elder gentlemen Cuts right in front of me From then on, that's all I see It's a nine hour drive From me to you South on I-95 and I'll Do it 'til the day that I die If I need to Just to see you Just to see you |
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| 3:28 |
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Wake up boys, we're in the dump again
Can't get a taxi, it's bucketing rain Heading downtown with nothing in my brain Trying to catch my breath Tired legume in a smoke-filled room The high school guys are making noise outside Walking the hall with my shoes untied Dying to catch my death And now it's Pekoe tea With a reflection of me My only company As far as I can see We're doing this the hardest way Back at the Hotel Majestic Same time every day Hey hey Watch what you wish for, maybe wish too much? You'll wake up in Westmoreland doubling Dutch Aware of the uproar but numb to the touch Sifting through bad poetry A sweet disorder never served me as well As a tape recorder and a worn-out Dell Time to reorder, man I feel like hell I wonder what's on TV And now it's Pekoe tea With a reflection of me My only company As far as I can see We're doing this the hardest way Stuck in the Hotel Majestic Six nights, seven days I wake up around two o'clock Scrape off my eyelids and' search for my socks Holy shit, I'm late Now it's knock knock knock Let's go We're doing this the hardest way Doing this the hardest way Rocking the Hotel Majestic I hope you enjoyed your stay Hey hey |
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| 2:45 |
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I've got everything I need
Here on the Planet of Weed There's not much going on But it's just my speed There's no hatred and no greed Here on the Planet of Weed Everyone gets along It's quite pleasant indeed Oh baby baby Won't you come with me Set your mind at ease Set your spirit free What a wonderful life we could lead Together On the Planet of Weed We've got magazines to read We've got Doritos to eat So lay back on the couch And kick up your feet There's a movie on TV That I've been meaning to see It's by Oliver Stone Oh baby baby Won't you come with me Set your mind at ease Set your spirit free What a wonderful life we could lead Together Forever Life is better On the Planet of Weed |
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| 4:13 |
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Two men sit in the corner of a diner
Both of them look quite a bit like Carl Reiner One of them is smoking even though the sign says not to The waitress says to stop, he says "Sorry, but I've got to" They tell each other jokes that they both know that they both know They talk about real estate, prostates, Costco And when they finish up they leave a twenty on the table The waitress picks it up with their half-eaten bagels And when her shift is over she goes back to Mineola Sits on the couch, opens up a diet cola and says I'm so I'm so sick of this place I'm so ready for a change of pace I'm just looking for a new routine So she spins her globe And the next thing you know She's living in Liechtenstein She doesn't speak German, only high school Spanish But within a few weeks she discovers she can manage But there's not much going on except for banking and skiing So she breaks up with the man that she just started seeing He drops her at the airport in a diesel Mercedes Thinks to himself I'm so feeble with the ladies and I I'm so I'm so sick of this place I'm so ready for a change of pace I'm just looking for a new routine So he grabs his cap Throws a dart at a map And now he's living in Bowling Green He talks his way into A job at La Quinta Falls for the manager Who's moving back to Canada She's tried Roanoke, Reykjavik, Rome Says "You're really sweet but I just want to go home" Two men sit in the corner of a diner One of them says "I might take a trip to China It's one of those things we should do before we're too old" "Thanks but no thanks, bring me back an egg roll" Bring it back Bring it back Bring it back Bring it back |
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| 14. |
| 3:30 |
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Seatbacks and traytables up
Stow all your luggage and cups We're about to touch down Midwestern town Through the haze Customs' a massive expense And I'm digging into my pants Is this Oklahoma? I remember this place Trade one town for another Delayed Now why did we bother An X on the calendar square New city, same stuff Seatbacks and traytables up Seatbacks and traytables up Seatbacks and traytables please Suddenly I can't feel my knees Second-run movies In-flight shopping magazines Wheezing the air up there Got me a backache somewhere Is that Santa Barbara I've been there before Trade one town for another Delayed Now why did we bother An X on the calendar square New city, same stuff Seatbacks and traytables up Seatbacks and traytables up |
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