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| 1. |
| 3:26 | 
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| 2. |
| 3:30 | 
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Well, Harry had a good job working' for the Secret Service
He had a wife and kids at home who made him awful nervous He'd never done a damn thing you could call experimental And he had this aching feeling that his life was accidental So one day he burned his pinstripe suit and his leather shoulder holster He snapped a Polaroid and made a giant wanted poster He took it to a print shop and ordered up a thousand flyers And walked next door to the laundromat and blew his brains out in the drier And the tag on his toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure Well, Harry's wife Estella took this matter rather lightly She could have cried and cried but then her looks might come unsightly She thought about her wardrobe and how much it was outdated And how this trumped up family thing was vastly overrated Her kids both turned against her and they took to drugs and stealing Some junkie killed 'em both for two dime bags they were dealing And sitting home alone disgusted by it all She blew the sole survivor off with ninety Nembutals And the tag on her toe read: Death by misadventure Ain't that some way to go? Death by misadventure So be careful how you choose your path and who you pick to go with Some folks they take to living fast while some prefer a slow death Some folks get confused and never quite know how they're going When you're laid out on that slab we're all the worse for knowing That the tag on your toe reads: Death by misadventure What a silly way to go. Death by misadventure |
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| 3. |
| 3:14 |
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Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yo
And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo thing Hes got that girl on a string Since they tied the knot he keeps her in stitches And when she ain't banged up, shes sewing his britches Like a line between the orange juice cans Shes strung out on his childish demands To meet him out by the backyard swing Hes got that girl on a string Girl on a string, just a little play toy Girl on a string, for a little bad boy Girl on a string, hes dragging her around Girl on a string, hes tying her down She carries his baby straddled on her hipbone And theres another on the way, just wait till they get home The deeper into darkness they get The more she sees the silhouette Of a girl who wanted pretty things Not that girl on a string |
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| 4. |
| 4:02 |
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Who'll take the only hearts they got
And throw them into the fire? Who'll risk their own self-respect In the name of desire? Who'll regret every thing they've done And who'll get the bill? Lovers will Who'll hurt each other all the time And never give it a thought? Who'll lie about where they've been And hope they never get caught? Who'll say each other's kisses No longer thrill? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will You know that lovers will Who'll never know what they've got Until its just about gone? And whose arms will gather up whats left Just to carry on? And who'll stalk that little bit of love That hasnt been killed? Lovers will Lovers will do almost anything For the thrill that only love can bring If love is a healer, who'll be the first ones ill? Lovers will |
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| 5. |
| 3:40 |
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We've talked it to death, cryin' on the telephone.
Nights when he drinks at home, she has to whisper throught her tears. " Johnny," she says, "you'd never do these things to me." But I can never make her see he's wasted such precious years. Well, "you married the wrong guy" is all I ever say. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. He was the guy always out on the make. I guess he had what it takes to turn the heads of pretty girls. She thought he would change; the worst of us will settle down. But he couldn't stay out of town, not even with this precious pearl Now she lives with the lies and the bumps and the bruises. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. Well, I hang up the phone and I pretend she's in my arms. What I wouldn't give for just one-tenth of what she gives Mister Charming. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk. She loves the jerk. He's a no good so and so, but she'll never let him go. Though she knows it will never work, she loves the jerk |
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| 6. |
| 3:04 |
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My clothes are dirty and my shoes are worn through
And you want me to feel sorry for you I dont know why I try to do my best The rules are all written, girl youre giving me an oral test I try to talk my way right next to you But it seems the more I say The less my words are ever true I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say You believe nearly everything you hear That kind of faith is gonna only bring tears Cause cheap talking is really making the rounds You're much better off with your mouth shut tight in this town And though our best intentions were sincere I nominate these lovers now For liars of the year I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say Little girl I know you thing that I'm crazy But I dont want to be pushing up daisies Before I ever get over you Dont you think we've talked enough Don't you think that I've said enough I'll say it with flowers on your wedding day I'll say it with flowers when you walk away I'll say it with flowers, its all I have to say |
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| 7. |
| 4:20 |
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I dreamed I did a good job and I got well paid
Blew it all at the penny arcade A hundred dollars on a kewpie doll I guess no white chick is gonna make me crawl That's right On a TWA to the promised land Every woman, child and man Gets a Cadillac and a diamond ring Don't you know we're riding with the king? He's on a mission of mercy to the new frontier He's gonna check us all on out of here Up to that mansion on a hill Where you can get your prescription filled Any kind of pill On a TWA to the promised land Everybody come on and clap your hands Don't you just love the way he sings Don't you know we're riding with the king? We're riding with the king A red cape and shiny cold .45 I never saw his face but I saw the light Tonight everybody's getting their angel wings Don't you know we're riding with the king? Well I stepped out of a mirror at ten years old With a suit cut sharp as a razor and a heart full of gold I had a guitar hanging just about waist high I'm gonna play that thing until the day I die We're riding with the king Don't you know we're riding with the king? We're riding with the king We're riding with the, hmmmm Riding with the king |
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| 8. |
| 3:36 |
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Dry your eyes pretty girl
I just got news from the outside world I dont know how they got our names But yesterday this letter came: Mr. and Mrs. Resident Dweller, your lucky number is You may already be a winner I've suspected this for years Still in all its good to hear They're pulling for us in the post To you my dear, I raise this toast A house of our dreams, an El Dorado, a ten-speed blender You may already be a winner Now Ive never counted my chickens before they're hatched And I know there is always a catch But I've felt from the start that our hearts were the perfect match I know you're tired of the same old dress I know the car's been repossessed I know this house is just a shack But there's this love we cant hold back Would you like a beer with your TV dinner? Oh, my darling, you may already be a winner |
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| 9. |
| 3:55 |
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Take it easy baby
But take as much as you can Cause I got all the sweet loving You could possibly stand I'll take your tears for drinking water Make your pain sweet company You can lay all your burdens on my shoulder Girl you mean that much to me I could climb the highest mountain To show the world I could survive But without your lovin' baby I wouldn't even be alive Cause your love is like blood Cause your love is like blood to me Like a river baby Your love is running thru me And with ev'ry beat of our hearts We're defying gravity Just a little bit further on up the stream There's a shady resting place Where you can lose all your blues and your troubles With just one sweet embrace Now I could do a million things Just to prove that I'm a man But there's only one woman Who holds my life in her hands Your love is like blood to me Your love it's just like blood to me I don't care what your people say Over my dead body will they ever take you away And any man cutting in on me Well he just better stop cause I can't spare a drop Your love is like blood to me Your love is like blood to me |
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| 10. |
| 2:50 |
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| 11. |
| 3:06 |
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I heard the news from every fool in town
You got somebody new And I never hurt so bad The strangest fiction just came true Crowds will gather for a twisted wreck Well, all right stare at me Its just another story of love Thats turned into tragedy What am I supposed to do You want a toast from the man who's lost The man who's doublecrossed From cover to cover Baby you and me were just book lovers Since you turned away I turned the page on my happiness Once upon a time you were mine, now I must confess I cant bear to read the rest It could have been a happy ending girl Goodness knows, I tried But I see so clearly now Even through these tears Ive cried You wanted love to be a fairly tale With a sleeping beauty scene Now another prince has come And kissed you out of all your dreams |
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| 12. |
| 3:36 |
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I'm gonna lower my standards and raise my price
I'm gonna take your lunch and your bad advice Until my worse idea gets the big reward Until I get out of this raggedy Ford And into a shiny new two seater Dress my girlfriend up like a cheetah I'm gonna sign my checks: Yours sincerely For all the money that you hold dearly When my ego swells and my output dwindles You can tell the world that youve been swindled By the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Falling up To the top of the junk pile wearing a big smile Falling up To the top of the heap with my tongue in cheek I cant sit down cause I'm falling up Well I used to think that I had some duty Now I only want the booty And unless youve recently been anointed Then dont tell me youre disappointed In the man who would have been so bitter Had he never reconsidered Now I pay no mind to innovation Just over and over with the same sensation Till I'm a short short subject on a long tape loop That comes and goes like the hula hoop In one ear and out the other Nothing there to stop it, brother Falling up |
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