1. |
Think Twice
03:13
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We came this far,
You got it made,
And then you walk back out again.
There's something more
Than all this talk,
(The) last words in love
Is what I want.
I made a rule
And broke it fast,
Like John and June,
Enri and Anne.
Maybe a kiss
is just a trick,
To make you fall,
To make you drink.
You always make me think twice.
We could be like
Heaven on earth but
All your rooms are taken,
But I don’t walk
Through that open door.
And I could love you
Just like the sailor
Loves the open ocean,
But your heart is very small.
Now's the time
To give your all,
But your is head full
Of sand and straw,
Nothing's fair
In Love and war,
So why, why am I giving?
We don’t know,
We could’ve grown,
I’ll never know.
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2. |
Baby Doll
03:14
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You make me turn around,
Make me turn around,
Just like a baby doll.
Then you put me down,
You put me down,
Just like your baby doll.
Can't you see that while i'm crying,
While I stay here sad and lonely you,
Never cared about me.
Now, I tell you no
Now, I tell you no,
Don't you laugh 'bout my love for you.
When I play your game
And you do the same
It hurts, so that I cry again.
From tonight for all of my life,
In the hands of someone just like you,
That won't happen again.
No, I tell you no,
You won't put me again,
In the box of broken toys
That you don't use anymore,
Oh nooooo, OHNOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
Tu mi fai girar,
Tu mi fai girar,
Poi mi butti gui.
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3. |
Mean & Greedy
03:15
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Why do you act so mean and greedy
when you come down to the city?
Have I made you mad?
Don't you know I get so sad
when you're not near?
I'm not looking for advice or pity,
so why do you treat me so shitty?
Are you trying to drive me mad?
the best love I ever had,
tell me what's to fear?
What do I know about you?
only that you make me feel in love, love, love
a little girl in love.
Why do you act so mean and greedy
when you come down to the city?
To you it's just a job,
so I drink and smoke and sob
before you disappear.
You only do it cos you have to.
You only do it to pretend.
That last week's girl and the month before
was in my head.
Well, you’re all mean and greedy
when you come to the city.
You’re making me mad,
and it’s all kinda sad
when you’re not near.
What do I know about you?
And in the end, we’re just talking about love.
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4. |
Son of a Gun
02:39
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I wasn’t there when they did the twist,
I wasn’t there when Mr. X made a fist,
I WASN’T THERE WHEN QUEENIE TOOK THE CROWN,
I WASN’T THERE WHEN SHIT WENT DOWN.
I wasn’t there when you made the move,
I wasn't there when SHE WAS TOO,
AND IF I WAS IT WOULD'VE BEEN YOUR DEATH,
IT WOULD HAVE BEEN, YOUR LAST BREATH.
Bang! Bang!
Kicked me down
To the bottom rung,
Bang Bang
You a son of a gun.
You thought you were Cassius clay,
Shoulda kissed a gun, like Ernest Hemmingway.
You thought that I was a flamenco babe
But I was dancing on your grave.
So do we have to make it finish here?
Cos, I haven’t written the words yet.
No endings let us go up right here,
And higher, higher.
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5. |
The Hard Way
04:41
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This storm isn’t fair,
It doesn’t even know my name.
Always trying
to lift up girls skirts.
You're gonna cry
and find out find out
the hard way,
the hard way,
the hard way
round here.
Walkin' on wire
All through the night.
(oh oh oh)
Always on fire,
Plagued with desire.
(oh oh)
Playing with love,
Kills your own heart.
(oh oh oh)
you need love…. Or you will die?
Put a mirror to your mouth,
Checking for a fog.
Sharp teeth can cut
Right to the bone.
You’re gonna pay
and find out
the hard way,
the hard way,
the hard way
round here.
St peter ain't waiting at the gates
For a little little man with a lotta cache,
We always find out whats hidden too late.
I hope you die
and find out
the hard way,
the hard way,
the hard way
round here!!
Gotta little bit of money,
And that night the booze was cheap.
These pretty Girls cant make you weep.
Giving love for just one eve,
Don’t kill what you cant keep,
I try not to while you’re sleeping.
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