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Hold On Tight
02:35
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You’ve got to hold on tight
Everybody thinks you’ve gone crazy
You’ve got to slow down, chief
Before you go lazy lazy
You’ve got to hold on tight to your baby
Swing and you’ll make her go crazy
Dancing on the miracle mile
You’ve got to keep it cool, kid
Karma never felt so good
You’ve got to start a new band
Rock it like a real boy would
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A hot mess, but she won’t let you know it
She’s business all the time but I caught her walking by
She’s got that laser vision, her gun is her eye
You wonder if she looks at you, are you gonna die?
And when I said, “I could be anything you ask for,”
She’s got no time, she’s got no time
And when I said, “I could give you what you want”
She rolled her eye
She rolled her…
I can’t have you but I want you
All I want is to be free
And I can tell you think too highly of yourself
But man, she smelled so good
A slit dress, she ain’t afraid to show it
Like she ain’t afraid to lie
Just to watch a grown man cry
She’s got that television but there’s no tv guide
She’s flipping through, getting off
She’s got to survive
And when I said, “I could be anything you ask for,”
She’s got no time, she’s got no time
And when I said, “I could give you what you want”
She rolled her eye
She rolled her…
I can’t have you but I want you
All I want is to be free
And I can tell I got too high all by myself
Oo ya but man, it smelled so good
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3. |
Sunglasses
03:19
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I like your sunglasses
She’s a renegade on rollerblades
I’ll write a hit for the masses
And I hope it doesn’t drive you away
But don’t you ever take the easy way out
He says, “Don’t shoot the messenger, the messenger’s the only way”
And if you struggle with doubt
He says, “Don’t shoot the messenger, the messenger’s the only way to reach ya”
She says, “It’s so tragic… that conversation’s become so passé”
And if it hurts, and it really does hurt
I’ll pack my bags and hop on a train
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4. |
Side of the Road
02:57
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I was climbing through my window
I left my keys inside the ride I took home
Like I left my heart with a lady
Who sat with me out on the side of the road
I’ve been chewed up
I’ve been spit out
I’ve been beat up
I’ve been knocked out cold
I’ve been high up
I’ve been low down
But nothing feels like when we’re together alone
We were thinking about leaving
Packing up without a place to go
She’d been dreamin’, had a vision
Let’s get the hell outside of Chicago
I’ve been used up
I’ve been spit on
I’ve been hit on
I’ve been left alone
If you’re high up
there’s a come down
That starts to feel like when we’re together alone
Tried to make it but we broke down
And now we’re split up I got nowhere to go
‘Cause I gave my heart to a lady
Who left me out there on the side of the road
(Chewed Up) Well she chewed me up
(Spit Out) And she spit me out
(Beat Up) She beat me up
(Knocked Out) I was knocked out cold
(High Up) She got me high
(Low Down) She left me low
She’ll cheat you and she’ll leave you and you’ll end up alone
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5. |
Fake Grass
04:09
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I find myself believing that I know a thing or two
But everybody’s leaving and now all I have is you
And I try to act like I have been around here for some time
But who am I deceiving? I have only but just moved
I sit alone for hours but I never feel alone
It’s then that I remember that I am so far from home
Why aren’t I picking up the phone?
And yet no one here is selfless but yet no one here is cruel
And everyone can sell it but we all know it’s not true
And I, I can’t be taken for a fool
Who knows me all too well
Yea he says he knows about you and he says he knows your name
And you act like you don’t know his but it’s only just a game
Because no one cares about you more than you could care for them
But since we all play guitar, well, we might as well be friends
And I, I can’t be taken for a fool
Who knows me all too well
And I, I can’t be taken for a fool
Who knows me all too well
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6. |
Elementary Blues
04:44
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If you’re dreaming of a lived-out past
And you’re wishing you could make it last
You ought to know
It could be much easier
When you feel as if it’s getting dark
You can’t cope and you think you’ll starve
Somebody knows
Someone’s got it bad like you
Someone’s got it out for you
For you
Arguably the best-looking jerk on the block
This is my time, best of my time
Reservation makes a fool out of me
Every conversation is a building block and I’m learning
And I’m yearning to be the biggest fool I can be
You ought to know
Your mother’s looking out for you
And your brother’s looking out for you
Make way for elementary blues
When I’m looking to get my revenge
Every Sunday comes rain again
Till’ it snows
Those Christmas lights are looking so fine
So fine when you have the time
Working for the man and I’m in my prime, mama
If you’re dreaming of a lived-out past
And you’re thinking you could make it last
You ought to know
Someone’s got it bad like you
Someone’s got it out for you
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7. |
Introduction II
01:32
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8. |
One Way Ticket
02:47
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Feels like I’m running down a one way street
In the morning when I’m snoring
And I’m back to the beat on the hazy streets
That keep me from yawning
What she said it’s like to never be alone
What she said it’s like to never be alone
Coming home with a one way ticket
I’m coming home with a one way ticket, yea
Back to the beat on the Chelsea streets
That keep me from winning
It’s a fire in my heart that I can’t explain
It keeps me surrendered
What she said it’s like to never be alone
What she said it’s like to never be alone
Coming home with a one way ticket
I’m coming home
Oh, someone to belong to
Oh, someone to belong to
Someone to belong to
Could it be you?
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9. |
Let's Get It Right
02:54
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So many chances
Alone dances
Puttin’ up our fences
Blame it on circumstances
Let's get it right this time
Let's get it right this time
To let it slip, would be a crime
Let's get it right
So many deuces
Who cares who loses
Bad destiny chooses
Is that our excuses
Let's get it right this time
Let's get it right this time
To let it slip, would be a crime
Let's get it right
It starts right
No more shedding tears
Gotta lose all our fears
Better days are so near
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10. |
Michigan
03:27
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If I were in Michigan man
I’d still hold my guitar in the palm of my hand
I’d have my own beach, I’d have my own land
I’d buy me a boat and I’d name it Roxanne
When I get lonely and I’ll miss the city where the girls are pretty
So I’ll take you with me
We’ll build a fire by the lake
Where the water looks at me and says I’m not so great
If I were in Michigan man
I’d still have some family, I’d still have some friends
I’d take one trip just to do it again
Never say bye-bye it’s a waste of time
When I get hungry, I’ll go into town
Where every diner still thinks they’re the best around
When the weekend waitress takes my plate
I’ll have to sit around just until it gets late
‘Cause there’s a piano man who never looks at his hands
And if he saw me leave well, then, he might get sad but probably not
When I get hungry, I’ll go into town
Where every diner still thinks they’re the best around
When the weekend waitress takes my plate
I’ll have to sit around just until it gets late
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11. |
Miss United States
03:44
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I’ve been to Hollywood with the palm tree streets
I’ve seen the Redwoods on my own two feet
You’ve got to live a little, learn, it’s all around you
She pulls a quick one, she’s going M.I.A.
But when you see her again, you’ll crawl back to the taste
Of her brandywine, you dig the vines between us
Did I try too hard? Did I play my cards?
Do I always end up feeling like a fool?
And I won’t
To call it my mind… It’s in a worn-out state
It’s such a fine line
For Miss United States
You’ve got to read the paper to see what they said about you
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12. |
E Jam
06:12
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I can tell myself what I’m gonna do
But I’ll find another problem or another excuse
I can take one step and by the next one I’ll have done it again
I wake up in the morning, feel a little confused
Already twenty minutes late so what’s the use?
I’ll just sit here (yea i’ll sit here)
I’ll sit here living life in my head
It was you
Yea you spin me round
You held me down
baby it was you
It was you
Yea she’s a queen without a crown
and you spin me around
but you had no clue
that it was you
I can tell myself what I’m gonna do
But I’ll find another problem or another excuse
I can take one step and by the next one I’ll have done it again
I wake up in the morning, feel a little confused
Already twenty minutes late so what’s my use?
I’ll just sit here (yea i’ll sit here)
I’ll sit here living life in my head
It was you
Yea you spin me round
You held me down
baby it was you
It was you
Yea she’s a queen without a crown
and you spin me around
but you had no clue
that it was you
Don’t you think that it’s funny
That we all got a job
Everyone to be here and now, can’t you see?
If you’re ever gonna understand
If it’s all some kind of master plan
Or what it’s gonna be like one day
If you see God face to face,
Just say you had no clue
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