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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
I'm your girl
Step right up, boy You're the winner I know you've been going For a long, long time But I'll make you feel like a beginner The night will be our canopy We can walk down the street It don't matter to me I got left, I got right Some girls are sweet You know I'd rather fight I bet you take a hand I bet you hop a train Los Angeles went crazy San Francisco went insane Step right up, boy Count to three We can walk down the street It don't matter to me I'm your girl I see the light I'm gonna walk you through The Tenderloin tonight I bet you know a man can run I bet you wrap us up, baby I bet we come undone The moonlight shines down Through the trees We can walk down the street It don't matter to me |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
He's older than the hills, boys, winking the night away, Jack
He's a punk, rat, cat guts, your tongue, my man your time is up No good, rotten, I told him get lost! For bragging 'bout the tricks that he used to tie knots Just another good reason that he used to get sauced See the city laid out flat on it's back Hear the night winds moan There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone He's just a child, you twist his arm, he's always guilty, man He'll never fix what he did wrong He hides beneath his hat I've seen him half a dozen times before Dirty, filthy, looking for Some empty arms that he could fall into See the city laid out flat on it's back, man She's all alone There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone I say I'll meet you in the alley where I heard the woman screaming "Somebody, please, help me" The lights may flicker engine blue I tell you that our love is true Now, this could be the real thing See the city laid out flat on it's back Hear the night winds moan There'll be good luck for one of us Wishbone |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
When the river runs wild
And the big fish quarrel I know he will see me He calls me by name When the water is high That's where I will follow And I know he can see me He calls me by name Sylvia For certain Yes, I see he wrote it down Sylvia For certain Her eyes were wild and her hair was brown Will we wash away Well, I never was sorry And I know he can see me He calls me by name Sylvia For certain Yes, I see he wrote it down Sylvia For certain Her eyes were wild and her hair was brown |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
Tristeza, Tristeza
When will you marry Your wild and foot stomping To your smile, arbitrary? And over the threshold His child you will carry You may walk, he will drive We will ride Montessori She's a doll, she's a steal You must catch her if you will We will dance and be merry Then Tristeza we'll bury At dawn through the den He will dance with the lions You will hear when he goes He will ride, he will Triumph Tristeza, Tristeza, ooh, ooh, ooh Tristeza, ooooh! Tristeza, Tristeza When will you marry? He is wild, he will fly You will smile so contrary He will see your reflection In the chrome BSA He will notice you scheming He will dream, he will pray Tristeza, Tristeza, ooh, ooh, ooh Tristeza, oooh, aaaaah! |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
We were meant to be lovers
I know the truth Just one more kiss for me Another kiss for you We were meant to be strangers I'll never tell You may just look away But I know you so well I know my husband cares for me I know my darling does But when I bear his son He'll look like you because We were meant to be in love We were meant to be lovers We were meant to be close And when you're lying with another girl I know you love me the most We were meant to be lonely Yes, this I know It's always you and me I'll never let you go I know my husband cares for me I know my darling does But when I bear his son He'll look like you because We were meant to be in love. |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
I'd rather Normandie
I'll take the hill This salt and pepper tree To set up on my window sill He's sure to call on me We'll Alameda down Our way to Chinatown Oh, wish me luck I'm gonna take the train It must be South bound He's sure to call on me I'll climb all the way up To the tops of the palms And go barrelling down 'til I'm caught in your arms I'd rather Normandie I'll take the hill See from the tallest tree That falling down is such a thrill He's sure to call on me |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
He lied when he laid
With a down trodden babe He lied, oh, he lied to me He lied when he tripped When he broke, when he ran With the shirt on his back and the money in his hand He went down on his belly And he slithered 'round the floor Should've known better Always done it before And he laughed Always do it some more He lied when he kissed a poor, lonely miss He lied, oh, he lied to me He lied when he kicked When he broke with a shout Then he took me by the hand and he dragged me all about He went down on his belly And he slithered like a creep Through the alleys and the gutters Down the cold, hard streets He said I should've known better Said I, yes, I, oh, I should've known He lied from the start when he stole my heart He lied, oh, he lied to me He lied when he switched When he broke with his teeth Then he brought this fruit and he laid it at my feet He went down on his belly And he slithered up a tree He wiggled and he hissed When he kissed my cheek He said I should've known better What a feral beast |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
Close your eyes
What she wore What she wondered about a boy Who would it be? He'll never know and always wonder why Sarah never said goodbye Would she ride? If you see her passing Don't forget to ask her Would she remember, Believe he's waiting for her To arrive? Sarah never said goodbye When hearts are young and tender When the night is cold and he can't defend her He swears to God that he'll never surrender Hope to see her again Close your eyes To dream of Sarah What she wondered about the stars in the sky What she wanted He'll never know and always wonder why Sarah never said goodbye |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
I'm blind
I'm blinded I cannot see I want to sleep all day And wile away the hours I don't need to prove myself I am a careless driver I'll run I'm running Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow I don't need to prove myself I am a careless driver Maybe you don't notice me Shrinking 'neath your fearless tree I'm reckless, I'm reckless, I'm reckless I'll cry all night Oh, Lordy my tears never dry I'm drowning I don't need to prove myself I am a careless driver |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
Hack Jimmy, he would know
Just read his long expression Here in the neighborhood He watches his reflection Somehow I never knew Just what to make of him But if he asked me to I'd let him take me for a spin Hack Jimmy, he would know Just how you pose the question Tough in his leather boots He watches his reflection Somehow I understood Just was his foolish pride But if he asked me to I'd let him take me for a ride Hack Jimmy, he would know Just kiss me pure confection Still says that he's no good He watches his reflection Somehow I never knew Just drifted out of sight But if he asked me to I'd let him take me home tonight |
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from Eleni Mandell - Wishbone (1998)
With a lousy, little grand he'd pay off everyone he owed
Drive the fleet-side; take the stake-bed; cafe handlebars My brushed chrome Wrap his ring around my finger with a tire iron There's too much money in the world for my Nickel Plated Man I love him Now stop going 'round with those sleazy little pigeons Hanging from a slack wire, but sweet my little dove Looking for a good time, a bite to eat, And strutting 'round on those pigeon feet There's too much money in the world for my Nickel Plated Man I love him I hear them coming for the bottles in the late night/early morn I never even read the paper 'cause they took it from my door And I hardly took the trash out, now they're coming back for more Oh, there's too much money in the world There's too much money in the world There's too much money in the world for my Nickel Plated Man I love him, I love him, I love him. |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
Pauline
More than a memory girl Got to tell you what Was a cold blue sofa And an oriental rug When your man got down And your man told me Let's go Pauline More than a memory girl Got to tell you what Smells like a magazine Tastes like a watermelon Looks like, looks like, looks like We've got a problem It felt like love when he pulled me near I was born in spring I was looking for a thrill In your pale summer dress And your catalog skirt I wore black I wore heels I wore an oxblood t-shirt Pauline More than a memory girl Got to tell you what The lad looked down While the record player turned I was sweet and pretty Like a Chinese glamour girl Ooh, it felt like love when he pulled me near I was born in spring I was looking for a thrill In your pale summer dress And your catalog skirt I wore black I wore heels I wore a tight red t-shirt Pauline More than a memory girl Got to tell you what Pauline More than a memory girl Got to tell you what Was a cold blue sofa And an oriental rug When your man got down And your man told me When your man got down And your man told When your man got down And your man told me Let's go Let's go Let's go |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
When it rains I throw up my windows
On a cold dark day I run in the street I'm OK when the howling wind blows Yeah, it's alright with me When it's hot like the devil laughing, HA! I will put on my hat and coat and see That I'm always happy keeping up With a man just a step ahead of me He thinks he's in love with this girl But I know that he can't be in love with her He's in love with me When the time is right, I will rip it up When the time is right, then it don't mean a thing When the time is right, I've already given up When the time is alright with me He thinks he's in love with this girl But I know that he can't be in love with her He's in love with me Best I'm here When it rains and the howling wind blows I go insane and I march in the street And the drums and the crashing cymbals Yes, it's alright with me When it's hot, hot, hot I will dance in the streets When it's hot I will sing I will clap, I will stamp my feet I know what tomorrow brings The man's keeping up with me Yes, the man's keeping up with me He thinks he's in love with this girl But I know that he can't be in love with her He thinks he's in love with this girl But I know, yes I know |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
My man's so debonaire
Filthy rich, feathers in his hair Taking off from where he stands Loves his girlfriend Drives around Tells me to sit in the middle closer to him Taking off, we're bound to land Kissed my lips and holds my hand Some boys tell stories Some boys are cruel Sometimes I worry But I know he's better than the rest of them My man, without a care Time to spend flying through the air Taking off from where he stands Loves me truly Some boys tell stories Some boys are cruel Sometimes I worry But I know he's better than the rest of them Drives around Tells me to sit in the middle closer to him Taking off, we've left the ground Kissed my lips and holds my hand |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
I won't be good anymore
I'll only walk electrically I'll spit and curse And snarl of course Until I find you pitying me The laundry I will hang at you So willing to ignore I can't go on I'm buttoning my coat I won't be good anymore I won't be good anymore I'll tramp around ferociously I'll laugh a while Unsightly how Until I find you pitying me What's wrong with everything you do You're such a stupid bore I can't go on I'm buttoning my coat I won't be good anymore Killer of high spirits Killer of trust Killer of all my dreams Killer of love No good I won't be good anymore I'll swallow everything I see I'll knock it back Another round Until I find you pitying me Much more than I could ever want So foolish from a whore I can't go on I'm buttoning my coat I won't be good anymore I won't be good anymore I'll tramp around successfully I'll bare my teeth So hungrily Until I find you pitying me Much stronger I will lock my jaws And tear myself a hole I can't go on I'm buttoning my coat I won't be good anymore Killer of high spirits Killer of trust Killer of all my dreams Killer of love No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more No good, no more |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
too bad about you
too bad about you too bad so tall and so smooth so wondrous, cad so far from the top of your head to the ground if you picked me up you could carry me around too bad too bad too bad i'm always awake looking out at the empire state building chrysler give a wink and the bradbury in LA, los angeles my edison dreams won't keep me from seeing the truth you should have come with me too bad about you too bad about you too bad about you too bad so tough and so cool so many others have had so far from the top of your head to the ground if you picked me up you could carry me around too bad i'm always awake looking out at the first interstate building biltmore give a kisss oh the old vi bliss in LA los angeles my bradbury dreams won't keep me from seeing the truth you should have come with me too bad about you you should have come with me too bad about you |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
1970 red chevelle
Fire-engine hot i'm going to sell I'm gonna be rich i'm gonna be a millionaire Deep-bucket seats black-lined on top Rolling down the street i'm ready to pop There ain't nobody there ain't nobody there ain't nobody to mmm stop me Seven-inch chrome rims never seen a day since 1982 been tucked away Hundred miles an hour Oh man this boy is fast 1970 red chevelle Hot-rod muscle car going to hell I'll never get caught I'll never get caught I'll never never never never never never never get caught Single-spot malibu everything's stark Look out mama when i'm screaming down the block California new york whoa baby you're a big shot 1970 red chevelle Cranberry tart i'm going to sell I'm gonna get rich I'm gonna get rich I'm gonna get rich I'm gonna be a millionaire |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
Turn a dime, into a dollar
Steal a kiss, shake a hand Make a friend, hustling around Running through the paper Keep an eye out For the big money maker Life is so short equipment in cars Big wad of cash Deep in your trousers Baby won’t forget The moment that you had The moment that you had The moment that you had |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
come on baby, where did you go
always asking so many questions I want mine, you want yours we don't have to talk about it all night long, you're worrying so action is action don't you want to get some? sometimes honey, I don't know you're so funny, can't keep from going over all of the possible concerns all night long, you're worrying so action is action don't you want to get some? you poor old man now, look at you go can't stop thinking wanting to do what's proper and good oh oh oh oh OH action is action action is action action is action don't you want to get some? action is action action is action action is action don't you want to get some? |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
My clock said one
When he entered through the back door Easily quietly How could i have known Heavily i slept while Stealthily he crept from room to room He left my platinum diamond ring And never checked to see my color tv Surely i'd regret my life meant nothing to him Anything i kept barely managed to amuse him Oh endlessly i miss you Endlessly i forget you Endlessly i forget The minutes marched in tall black boots Time went on and came back again What grew in place of his heart jumped out of his chest I would've called out I think that i didn't Endlessly i miss you Endlessly i forget His hand was full and human Over my mouth Rush of lightning pulled me to consciousness Dear one i was a friend to life How could you let me lose it Endlessly i forget |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
You put your dollar down
You want to paint the town But then you never, never, never know How red the lights can be When you're alone with me You live so fast, why don't you take it slow And when you find your card up on the tabletops And dear, you never, never, never know How lovely life can be When you're alone with me You live so fast, why don't you take it slow Tell me again I'm everything I know I am Poor darling dear You never know the party's here Tell me again I'm wonderful, I know I am Poor darling dear You never know the party's here Oh mister, where you are Is smoke on his cigar And then you never, never, never know How lovely life can be When you're alone with me You live so fast, why don't you take it slow, slow, slow down Tell me again, again I'm everyone I know I am Poor darling dear You never know the party's here Tell me again I'm wonderful, I know I am Poor darling dear, dear You never know the party's here You never know the party's here, right here, man You never know the party's here, I'm here, man You never know the party's here |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
I'm sharpening my teeth
Someday, I think we'll meet again Dark alley somewhere Nobody will hear Just you and me, my dear I'm taking you out It used to be the case I'd happily erase The feeling I was robbed The feeling I was raped I'm taking you out (x3) It's true, you're looking good A man inside a pair of shoes Silver leather jacket too What about the way you dance The way you move I'm taking you out (x7) It's true, you're looking good A man inside a pair of shoes Silver leather jacket too What about the way you groove You're so groovy I'm teetering in heels Stiletto babe and pinking shears A razor's sharp will pierce your ears Nudie suit, you look so cute I'm taking you out It's true, you're looking smooth A man inside a pair of shoes Silver leather jacket too Mmm, you own this town Don't you I'm taking you out (x7) I mean it |
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from Eleni Mandell - Thrill (2000)
I wish my heart would burn
I wish it up in flames I'm giving up the fight, my Lord Man come to take me away I'm letting go my bike I laid it down the front lawn I'm driving now, this ride from hell You can hear me going but I'm already gone My pocket knife, my lucky charm One pebble black and smooth and worn My checkerboard shoes, my basketball Was just a child, that's all I wish my heart would burn I wish it up in flames I'm giving up the fight, my Lord When it calls, he whispers my name I'm letting go my room, Mom You can give it to my brother All my stickers and my records I got sickness in my blood And it's rocking me so hard I won't need to bring along my stereo We got girls, we got women We got rye, we got wine We got music on a movie Make you shake your behind We got red, we got yellow We got tiny little white Gonna lift me up and let me go I'm flying, yes I oh I wish my heart would burn I wish it up in flames I'm giving up the fight, my Lord I'm the man in the suit I'm the man I'm the man in the suit I'm the man in the suit I'm the man I'm the man in the suit, yes I am |
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