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03.04.2007 |
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4. | Traffic And Weather |
5. | Fire In The Canyon |
6. | This Better Be Good |
7. | Revolving Dora |
8. | Michael And Heather At The Baggage Claim |
9. | Strapped For Cash |
10. | I-95 |
11. | Hotel Majestic |
12. | Planet Of Weed |
13. | New Routine |
14. | Seatbacks And Traytables |
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Seth Shapiro got his law degree
He moved to Brooklyn from Schenectady, '93
Got some clients in the food industry
He says it’s not the money, it’s the recipes
He calls his mom, says he’s doing fine
She’s got somebody on the other line
Puts Coldplay on, pours a glass of wine
Curls up with a book about organized crime
When it’s late, and it’s hot
And a date with the Late Show’s all that you’ve got
Don’t give out, don’t give up
One of these nights you might find someone to love
Beth McKenzie got the job of her dreams
Retouching photos for a magazine aimed at teens
It’s Thursday night she should be out on the scene
But she’s sitting at home watching "The King of Queens"
There’s something wrong that she can’t describe
She takes the contacts out of her eyes
Sets the alarm for 6:45
So she can get a little exercise
When it’s late, and it’s hot
And an hour in the shower is the best that you've got
Don’t give out, don’t give up
One of these nights you might find someone to love
And you’re not the only one who’s lonely
Seth Shapiro is trying in vain
To hail a taxi in the morning in the pouring rain
Beth McKenzie sees one just up ahead
She cuts in front of him and leaves him for dead
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I bought a car of couple of ladies way off state
Took of the greenpeace sticker in the middle Hempshire plates
My friends are saying that I may have made a mistake but I
I tell'em to have a little faith now fellas just you wait
Put in the new shocks and the anti-light brakes
One touch ignition for a convenience sake
And when I'm through it's gonna look and run better than new
So baby don't make a move
Because I'm coming for you
I'm coming for you
You better make way 'cos I'm coming through
In my late 92 baby-blue subaru
My cousin kerry is taking a look at the transmition
Putting in a lime green plasma screen television
Seats feel like leather, you can't even tell that they're fake
And I only got a couple easy payments lef to make
Just a little alcohol in the glove compartiment minibar
Open up the moon-roof so we sit back and watch the stars
Oh yes and the GPS so I always know where you are
So baby don't go too far
Because I'm coming for you
I'm coming for you
You better make way 'cos I'm coming through
In my late 92 baby-blue subaru
Pumping in are some trip from some swiss mountain
Alarm system so confusing we can't even get in
This thing is a beast value will only increase
In negotiating terms I'm pissing in middleast
There's only three of it's kind they're easy to find
Got people waiting in line to pay me double for mine
So baby just let me now
Are you ready to go?
C'mon sugar let's roll
You know I'm coming for you
That's what I'm gonna do
You better make way 'cos I'm coming through
In my
You know I'm coming for you
Baby now it's true
You better make way 'cos I'm coming through
In my late 92 baby-blue subaru
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Quarter to three
At the DNV
That's when I saw her
She didn't see me
Behind window bee
Explaining patiently
How she needs to see
Six forms of ID
Oh tell me now
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who can you trust with your love these days
Yolanda Hayes
Quarter to four
The line's still out the door
I can see in her eyes
She's heard it all before
She's looking allright
Despite the bright from restroom lights
And I wonder she's like
When she gets home at night
Oh tell me now
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who can you trust with your love these days
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
It occurs to me
Suddenly
She's been here for an eternity
The hours pass, the days go by
But has anybody
Really try
To cross that line
To get inside?
A little more time
And now the girl is mine
I hit her with
My very best pick up line
She puts down my file
Stares at me awhile
And I swear I see her
Crack a little smile
Oh tell me now
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who can you trust with your love these days
Oh tell me now
Who do you love
Who do you love
Who can you trust with your love these days
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
Yolanda Hayes
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