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1. |
| 3:30 | ||||
Chuck E.'s In LoveRickie Lee Jones(Rickie Lee Jones)How come he don't come
and p.l.p. with me Down at the meter no more?And how come he turn off the T.V. And he hang that sign on the door?Well we call and we call "How come?" we sayHell, what could make a boy behave this a-way? Yeah Well he learned all of the lines now And everytime he don't-a s-stutter when he talksAnd it's true, it's true! He sure has acquired this kinda cool and inspired sort of jazz when he walksWhere's his jacket and his old blue jeans?Hey, if this ain't healthy it is some kinda cleanFact is that... Chuck E.'s In Love (yeah, yeah)Chuck E.'s In Love (no, no, no)n Chuck E.'s In Love (ah, ah)That Chuck E.'s In... Well I don't believe what you're sayin' to me This is somethin' I've got to seeIs he here? I look for him in the pool hallWell is he here? I look in the drug storeWell is he here? No he don't come here no moreWell I tell you what, I saw himHe was sittin' behind us down at the Pantages And whatever it is that he's got up his sleeveWell, I hope it isn't contagiousWhat's her name? Is that her there?Oh Christ, I think he's even combed his hair! And is that her, well then what's her name? Oh it's never gonna be the sameThat's not her! I know what's wrongCause Chuck E.'s in love With the little girl singin' this song, and Don't you know...Chuck E.'s In Love (yeah, yeah) Chuck E.'s In Love (no, no, no)Chuck E.'s In Love (ah, ah) Chuck E.'s InChuck E.'s In Love Chuck E.'s In Love He's in love, no-ho-noWith Me |
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2. |
| 4:21 | ||||
Oh, he's a lucky guy
Oh, he's a lucky guy He doesn't worry about me When I'm gone He goes to sleep at night He don't turn off the light And wonder how to find me Or if I'm alone Oh, he's a lucky guy I wish I was like him Cuz when he talks about me He don't look this way He's a lucky goy He used to walk with me He used to talk to me See, we have these secrets That no one else could hear Well, he's not the only one No, no not the only one But what happens to them? Do they matter? Do they disappear Into a lonely girl? Now I'm a lonely girl Cuz I want somebody with me in the world Oh, he's a lucky guy Fontune walks right in the door And here I am Just like before Well, I'm not gonna turn around I'm not his pretty clown I'm not the one caught Like he thought He was the last one I had there Cuz I did a foolish thing A real, real stupid thing I told him I love him And I want him there When I knew he wouldn't come And I knew he didn't care And I'll cry awhile I'll cry awhile But when I wake up Tomorrow is a new day I'm a lucky guy Hey, I'm a lucky guy Real, real lucky guy Hey, I'm a lucky guy |
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3. |
| 5:04 | ||||
Once I had a sweet love
Always followed me around The way I treated my little lamb was like The Marquis D. Sade and Her new clown I guess I hurt him I guess I hung up I guess I should have called him back I guess I didn't care Maybe I left him there Maybe a woman just acts like that What's a matter? Hey baby, baby What's a matter? Don't you want me? What's a matter? Now Baby, baby What's a matter? Is this The Real End? Well, I had some dough, I had a big car, I turned around and all the money was spent I don't know wherever it goes but That's probably where my baby went So you got a New boy He's so fine He wants to be with you All the time Don't tell him he's the only one Or your New boy becomes a Hard to find What's a matter? Hey baby, baby What's a matter? Don't you want me? What's a matter? Now Baby, baby What's a matter? Is this The Real End? Can I tell you about it? Once you find yourself A Better man Treat him special all of the time Make him some catfish Fry it up in bed Don't leave him hangin' on the telephone line But keep him guessing Don't tell him where you are Keep your old linen to yourself Keep your bank account And what you don't worry about, If you can give, Well, it i'ust might work out What's a matter? Hey baby, baby What's a matter? You look so funny What's a matter? Now Baby, baby What's a matter? Is this the real Real End? |
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4. |
| 4:08 | ||||
Take a walk around midnight in the city
Young Blood is hiding there somewhere If you're looking for something to do There's always something happening there Like I & Bragger, we borrowed a coupe to day Here come Pepe and she's got a friend with a chevrolet But she ain't running She's walking a little slow And she ain't crying-- she's just singing a little low They say this city will make you dirty But you look alright You feel real pretty when he's holding you tight City will make you mean But that's just make-up on your face Love will wash you clean in the night's disgrace Find a block where your people can find you Keep a third eye watching behind you You never know when you're making a memory They will wish they were here together again, someday Kids looking for something to get into-- Take a look Two for the movie show Three for the back row Hold on tight! Remember, you might have looked like cool twelve But your fuse just felt like dynamite Take a walk around midnight in the city Young Blood will find you there, somewhere And if you're looking for something to do There's always something happening there |
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5. |
| 4:08 | ||||
A long stretch of headlights
Bends into I-9 Tiptoe into truck stops And sleepy diesel eyes Volcanoes rumble in the taxi And glow in the dark Camels in the driver's seat A slow, easy mark But you ran out of gas Down the road a piece Then the battery went dead And now the cable won't reach... It's your last chance To check under the hood Last chance She ain't soundin' too good, Your last chance To trust the man with the star You've found the last chance Texaco Well, he tried to be Standard He tries to be Mobil He tried living in a world And in a shell There was this block-busted blonde He loved her - free parts and labor But she broke down and died And threw all the rods he gave her But this one ain't fuel-injected Her plug's disconnected She gets scared and she stalls She just needs a man, that's all It's her last chance Her timing's all wrong Her last chance She can't idle this long Her last chance Turn her over and go Pullin' out of the last chance texaco The last chance |