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| 1. |
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Are you alone now
Did you lose the monkey He gave you backaches Now you slouch He didn't mean it Was just a dumb ape Reading Playboy On your couch And now it's time to say What I forgot to say Baby, baby, baby, C'mon what's wrong It's a radiation vibe I'm groovin' on Don't it make you wanna get some sun Shine on, shine on, shine on I went to Pittsburgh And joined a pro team Talk about a bad dream I broke a knee But I can still croon And make the girls swoon Isn't that the way life's Supposed to be And now it's time to say What I forgot to say Baby, baby, baby, C'mon what's wrong? It's a radiation vibe I'm groovin' on Don't it make you wanna get some sun Shine on, shine on, shine on Do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do Do do do do do do do And now it's time to say What I forgot to say Baby, baby, baby, C'mon what's wrong? It's a radiation vibe I'm groovin' on Don't it make you wanna get some sun Shine on, shine on, shine on Baby, baby, baby, C'mon what's wrong? It's a radiation vibe I'm groovin' on Don't it make you wanna get some sun Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on Shine on, shine on, shine on |
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| 2. |
| 3:32 |
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I wanna sink to the bottom with you
I wanna sink to the bottom with you The ocean is big and blue I just wanna sink to the bottom with you Cars on the highway, planes in the air Everyone else is going somewhere But I'm going nowhere, getting there soon I might as well just sink down with you And I Just Wanna I Just Wanna I wanna sink to the bottom with you I wanna sink to the bottom with you The ocean is big and blue I just wanna sink to the bottom with you Out on the highway, up in the air Everyone else is going somewhere They're going nowhere, and I'll be there too I might as well go under with you I wanna sink to the bottom with you I wanna sink to the bottom with you The ocean is big and blue I just wanna sink to the bottom with you |
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| 3. |
| 2:34 |
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Joe rey came from spain
across the ocean in the frozen rain and he loves point point pointin the finger Joe rey stoned all day two hair dressers, and a chevrolet for a while I think Joe Reys gonna linger Joe rey, is not so pretty, i can understand why he is so in demand he stays out late in the city sometimes, sometimes Joe rey smokes at three, barks like a pigeon and watches TV he's cool, cool cool cooler than i am He knows what i dont know, got 17 different words for snow that he sings, signs to a deaf girl named Diane Joe rey is not so pretty i cant understand why he is so in demand, he stays out late in the city sometimes sometimes... he stays out late in the city sometimes sometimes... Joe Rey Came From Spain Across the ocean in the frozen rain, and he loves, point point pointin the finger, joe rey loves...point point pointin the finger... |
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| 4. |
| 3:02 |
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I know a girl who should never be alone (Ahhh ahhh ahhh)
I know a girl who should never be alone (Ahhh ahhh ahhh) She's a danger to herself And I'm worried about her health She's got a problem And she's gonna do something dumb I know a girl who you've got to keep an eye on (Ahhh ahhh ahhh) I know a girl who you've got to keep an eye on (Ahhh ahhh ahhh) Every time she goes outside She barely gets home alive She's got a problem And she's gonna do something dumb Oh yeah (oh yeah) And I can see the signs Oh yeah (oh yeah) Cause she's only killing time Oh yeah (oh yeah) And she's not long for this world She's a danger to herself And I'm worried about her health She's got a problem And she's gonna do something dumb She's got a problem And she's gonna do something dumb |
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| 5. |
| 3:24 |
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Don't you wanna ride in my
Survival car We can take the long way home Through Central Park Funny how the ground can find my wheels I'm going where the road ain't there And only riding on the path we made to Union Square Doing like the young folks do In west coast towns Plowing like a banshee through The overground Funny how the ground can find my wheels I'm going where the road won't dare And only riding on the path we made to Union Square Everybody hit the ground I think I might have missed my calling Everybody turn around The light's about to change You better stand aside Why you wanna walk Don't you want to ride ride ride ride Don't you wanna ride in my Survival car We can take the long way home Funny how the ground can find my wheels I'm going where the road won't dare And only riding on the path we made to Union Square |
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| 6. |
| 3:40 |
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for a small girl, barbara sure has got a big crush.
the kind that makes you wanna break stuff. and blame it on a man you don't know. She came down to new york city in a big bus. nine hours driving and you cant just stay home, so it doesn't matter which way you go. and now all day, the radio's been playing the same song cant shake that tune but its ok baby the world isnt so small barbara knows it doesn't matter at all and each day, barbara wakes up in that way tells me quietly she has absolutely nothing to say, but I don't seem to mind. and she say, she wont listen to her band play, she hates songs that never seem to go away, now neither will mine. and now all day, the radio's been playing the same song cant shake that tune but its ok baby the world isnt so small barbara knows it doesn't matter at all … and now all day, the radio's been playing the same song cant shake that tune but its ok baby the world isnt so small barbara knows it doesn't matter at all barbara knows, barara knows it doesn't matter at all allllll….alllllll…alllllll |
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| 7. |
| 3:58 |
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Check out the girl in the Harbor Tunnel
Crawling to work six feet under And the day has barely begun They're all chewing gum And laughing at the voice on the crackling radio station Lead us not into Penn Station Cause the best part's just begun We're all becoming one again And she's making the scene With the coffee and cream And the copy machine's not working She's a hell of a girl She's alone in the world And she likes to say hey good lookin She's on her way She's taking a sick day soon And here is the man pushing paper past her Thinks up ways to make the day go faster But the day goes on and on He dreams of his lawn And all about the pretty careerist the next cube over The fat secretary, the lunchtime lover Til the PATH train finally comes The platform's full of bums again And she's making the scene With the coffee and cream And the copy machine's not working She's a hell of a girl She's alone in the world And she likes to say hey good lookin She's on her way She's taking a sick day soon And she's taking her time As she's tossing a dime At the man in the cardboard coffin It doesn't have to be fine She's ahead of the line And doesn't have to be here too often She's making a play She's taking a sick day soon |
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| 8. |
| 4:14 |
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I've got a flair
for pulling your hair and making you crazy oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well I've got a flair for making you care you know you should hate me oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well you know I never meant to hurt no one but I've got a knack for getting things undone and I've got a way of ruining your fun all the time I've got a flair for holding a stare and holding you downtown oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I can tell you know I never meant to hurt no one but I've got a knack for getting things undone and I've got a way of ruining your fun all the time I've got a flair for getting in your hair and making you crazy oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well oh yeah, oh yeah it's something I do well |
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| 9. |
| 3:11 |
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Seems the further from town I go
The more I hate this place He's got leather and big tattoos Scars all over his face And I wonder if he ever has cried 'Cause he couldn't get a date for the prom He's got his arm around every man's dream Crumbs in his beard from the seafood special Oh can't you see my world is falling apart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart Now his friend leans over and says Looks like we've got us a f*g Wonder if that guy's read one word That wasn't in a porno mag And I wonder if he ever has cried 'Cause his kitten got run over and died He's got his arm around every man's dream Crumbs in his beard from the seafood special Oh can't you see my world is falling apart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart And I wonder if he ever has cried 'Cause he couldn't get a date for the prom He's got his arm around every man's dream Crumbs in his beard from the seafood special Oh can't you see my world is falling apart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart Baby please leave the biker Leave the biker Break his heart |
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| 10. |
| 2:25 |
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They say
You curse at girls. Don't you know it isn't right? You could get yourself in trouble.. You've been Livin in a different world. Lookin' for another fight. Sifting through emotional rubble. Hey, boy, don't you get it That one day you're gonna regret it When she's gone Hey, boy, you can bet it That you will be blue Each time you curse at girls You curse a little at yourself Don't you know a girl gets angry? Hey, boy, don't you get it That one day you're gonna regret it When she's gone Hey, boy, you can bet it That you will be blue They say you curse at girls Don't you know it isn't right? |
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| 11. |
| 2:20 |
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I was ready when the big day came
My shoes were good and polished And you know how I wished That I had somebody special to blame But you know I never cared to Lay a blame on for my hair-do You know it isn't easy to do But it's easy as a moment Part of me suffers too, baby Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood I didn't mean to make the trimmy guy mad But the feeling I'm emersed in hell It'll only turn a good partybad Somehow, somehow You know it isn't easy to do But it's easy as a moment Part of me suffers too, baby Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood I'm not in the mood And you know it isn't easy to do But it's easy as a moment Part of me suffers too, baby Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood I'm not in the mood Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood Please don't rock me tonight I'm not in the mood |
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| 12. |
| 3:09 |
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Slow down
There's gonna be trouble You're gonna forget What you're doing One false move, baby Suddenly everything's ruined Hold on You're gonna be sorry You're gonna regret What you're doing One false move, baby Suddenly everything's ruined And you ought to know You ought to know There's only one way this can go You ought to know You ought to know All of the ups and downs, the highs and lows Slow down There's gonna be trouble You're gonna forget What you're doing One false move, baby Suddenly everything's ruined One false move, baby Suddenly everything's ruined |
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