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He was killed by a cellular phone explosion
They scattered his ashes across the ocean
The water was used to make baby lotion
The wheels of commotion were set into motion
But the sun still shines in the summer time
I'll be yours if you'll be mine
I tried to change, but I changed my mind
Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
She lived alone in a small apartment
Across the street from the health department
She left her pills in the glove compartment
That was the afternoon her heart went
And the sun still shines in the summer time
I'll be yours if you'll be mine
I tried to change, but I changed my mind
Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
I used to fly for United Airlines
Then I got fired for reading High Times
My license expired in almost no time
Now I'm retired and I think that's fine
Because the sun still shines in the summer time
I'll be yours if you'll be mine
I tried to change, but I changed my mind
Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
Think I'll have another glass of Mexican wine
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Sleeping on a planter at the port authority
waiting for my bus to come.
Seven scotch and sodas at the office party
now I don't remember where I'm from.
I think I had black wallet in my back pocket
with a bus ticket and a picture of my baby inside.
And if I make it home alive,
I'm gonna get my shit together
Cause I could live like this forever
You know I've come too far and
I don't want to quit
I got a new computer,
and a bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah) Yeah Yeah
Heading for the airport on a misty morning
gonna catch a flight to Baltimore.
Tried to kill an hour with a whiskey sour
and this time I might have just one more
I gotta do some, quick reading for the big meeting
but my head is spinning and i can't quite open my eyes
As long as I don't have to drive
I'm gonna get my shit together
Cause I can't live like this forever
You know I've come too far and
I don't want to quit
I got a new computer,
and a bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah) Yeah Yeah
I had a line on a brand new account,
but now I can't seem to find where I wrote that number down
I try to focus, I'm staring at the screen
pretending like I know what all these
little flashing lights mean. (Oh Yeah)
I gotta do some quick reading, for the big meeting
but my head is spinning, and I can't quite open my eyes
I've gotta get my shit together
Cause I can't live like this forever
You know I've come too far and
I don't want to quit
I got a new computer,
and a bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)
Bright future in sales, Yeah Yeah (Yeah Yeah)Yeah Yeah
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Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy can I come over
After school (after school)
We can hang around
by the pool (hang by the pool)
Did your mom get back
from her business trip (business trip)
Is she there?
Or is she tryin to give me the slip (give me the slip)
You know I'm not the little boy
that I used to be
I'm all grown up
Now baby can't you see!?
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
She's all I want, and I've waited for so long
Stacy can't ya see? you're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong but,
I'm in love with Stacy's mom
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
Stacy do you remember
when I mowed your lawn (mowed your lawn)
Your mom came out
With just a towel on (towel on)
I could tell she liked me
From the way she stared (way she stared)
And the way she said
"ya missed a spot over there" (spot over there)
And I know that you think its just a fantasy
But since your dad walked out
your mom could use a guy like me
Stacy's mom, has got it goin on
She's all I want and I've waited for so long
Stacy can't ya see?
You're just not the girl for me
I know it may be wrong but,
I'm in love with Stacy's mom
Stacy's mom has got it goin on (shes got it goin on)
She's all I want and I've waited for so long
Stacy can't ya see, You're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong, I'm in love with-
Stacy's mom, ah-oh-ah-oh
I'm in love with-
Stacy's mom, ah-oh-ah-oh
Wait a minute
Stacy can't ya see?
You're just not the girl for me
I know it might be wrong but
I'm in love with Stacy's mom
( boy would i lke to get my dick into that)
(lick her pussy lick her tits and her crack)
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I used to know you when we were young, you were in all my dreams
We sat together in period one, Fridays at 8:15
Now I see your face in the strangest places: movies and magazines
I saw you talking to Christopher Walken on my TV screen
And I will wait for you
As long as I need to
And if you ever get back to Hackensack
I'll be here for you
I used to work in a record store, now I work for my Dad
Scraping the paint off of hardwood floors, the hours are pretty bad
Sometimes I wonder where you are, probably in L.A.
That seems to be where everybody else ends up these days
And I will wait for you
As long as I need to
And if you ever get back to Hackensack
I'll be here for you
And I will wait for you
As long as I need to
And if you ever get back to Hackensack
I'll be here for you
If you ever get back to Hackensack
I'll be here for you
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Is that supposed to be your poker face
Or was someone run over by a train
And you were minding your own business
But you're begging for forgiveness just the same
And it's running back and forth inside your mind
Just how that town defined you
Dressed you up, painted your face
And now you're leaving New York
For no better place
You're awake and trying not to be
Wrapped around your pillow like a prawn
And the nighttime's wrapped around you
Will be until it drops you on the dawn
From the C train to the shiny tower
Kicked around til happy hour found you
Where you can drink that smirk right off your face
And now you're leaving New York
For no better place
And here is your reflection
In a building uptown
A ghost inside some Madison Avenue display
Like water under bridges
You're slowly passing by
As you sail between the rooftops and the sky
And the bourbon sits inside me
Right now I'm a puppet in its sway
And it may be the whiskey talking
But the whiskey says I miss you every day
So I taxi to an all-night party
Park me in the corner in an old chair
Sip my drink and stare out into space
And now you're leaving New York
For no better place
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Hey Sweet Annie
Don't take it so bad
You know the summer's coming soon
Though the interstate is choking under salt and dirty sand
And it seems the sun is hiding from the moon
Your daddy told you
When you were a girl
The kind of things that come to those who wait
So give it a rest girl
Take a deep breath girl
And meet me at the Bay State tonight
And the snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it's been falling all day long
What else is new
What could I do
I wrote a valley winter song
To play for you
And late December
Can drag a man down
You feel it deep in your gut
Short days and afternoons spent pottering around
In a dark house with the windows painted shut
Remember New York
Staring outside
As reckless winter made its way
From State Island to the Upper West Side
Whiting out our streets along the way
And the snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it's been falling all day long
What else is new
What can I do
But sing this valley winter song
I wrote for you
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The clock's running down
The team's losing ground
To the opposing defense
The young quarterback
Waits for the snap
When suddenly it all starts to make sense
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He takes a step back
He's under attack
But he knows that no one can touch him now
He seems so at ease
A strange inner peace
Is all that he's feeling somehow
He's got all kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
He's got all kinds of time
All kinds of time
[Bridge]
He thinks of his mother
He thinks of his bride-to-be
He thinks of his father
His two younger brothers
Gathered around the widescreen TV
He looks to the left
He looks to the right
And there in a golden ray of light
Is his open man
Just as he planned
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Sitting in traffic on the Tappan Zee
Fifty million people out in front of me
Trying to cross the water but it just might be a while
Rain's coming down I can't see a thing
Radio's broken so I'm whistling
New York to Nyack feels like a hundred miles
It's not right
It's not fair
I'm still a mess
And you still don't care
I go to work
I come back home
But you're still gone
And I'm still alone
And the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
On my big black plastic Japanese cordless phone
Oh no
Stuck in a meeting on Monday night
Trying to get the numbers to come out right
I'm getting tired, I think I just might need a drink
And as I'm reaching in the bottom drawer
I'm dreaming 'bout the way it was before
Life was so easy I never really had to think
It's not right
It's not fair
I'm still a mess
And you still don't care
I go to sleep
When I wake up
The pain sets in
And it never stops
And the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
On the desktop mailbox of my big black laptop
Oh no
It's not right
It's not fair
I'm still a mess
And you still don't care
I go to work
I come back home
But you're still gone
And I'm still alone
And the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
No, no the little red light's not blinking
On my big black Radio Shack digital portable phone
Oh no
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Verse:
Workin' all day for a mean little man,
with a clip-on tie, and a rub on tan,
He's got me runnin' 'round the office like a dog around the track.
And when I get back home your always there to rub my back.
Chorus:
Hey Julie, look what they're doing to me,
Tryin' to trip me up, tryin to wear me down.
Julie I swear it's so hard to bear it, and I'd never make it through without you
around, no I'd never make it through without you around.
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Hours on the phone makin' pointless calls,
I got a desk full of paper that means nothin' at all
Sometimes I catch myself staring into space,
Counting down the hours 'till I get to see your face.
Chorus
Bridge:
How did it come to be, that you and I must be far away from each other every
day?
Why must I spend my time fillin' up my mind with facts and figures that never
add up anyway. They never add up anyway.
Verse:
Workin' all day for a mean little guy,
With a bad toupee and a soup-stained tie.
He's got me runnin' 'round the office like a gerbil on a wheel,
He can tell me what to do, but he can't tell me what to feel.
Chorus
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Halley's waitress
never comes around
She's hiding in the kitchen
She's nowhere to be found
I just want some coffee
Is that too much to ask?
Halley's waitress
is not up to the task
And when she finally appears
It's like she's been away for years
It's been so long
So long
Darling don't you know
We miss you when you're gone
So long
So long
Darling don't you know
We miss you when you're gone
Ahhh
Halley's waitress
Has vanished once again
She's talking to her agent
She's calling all her friends
Forget about the coffee
I'll just take a check
Halley's waitress
You know you'll get yours yet
It's been so long
So long
Darling don't you know
We miss you when you're gone
So long
So long
Darling don't you know
We miss you when you're gone
Ahhh
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While I down Kentucky bourbon
I am waiting for a call
And the moon and stars tonight
Are playing shadows on the wall
With the moon the way it is, dear
Would you answer out of spite
Or are you feeling lonely tonight
Cause I remember last time
We were out under the stars
Driving crooked down the highway
Drinking beer in roadside bars
And now and then I wonder
Why this painful memory
Can never find its way to you from me
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Well the house I'm ringing up from
Is a half a mile from you
But with the reception I'm getting
Might as well be Timbuktu
And behind the door of your home
Is a strange and foreign land
Where you speak a language I don't understand
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
Now I'm going down to Jimmy's bar
Like a thousand other times
With an appetite for poison
And a suitcase full of dimes
And I'll wait there by the payphone
With one hundred other guys
With those sorry hung-up teardrops in our eyes
And I can't dial the phone just now
Even though I know your number
Can't bring my broken heart to be untrue
Like you did today
You'll say goodbye the same old way
Ever since you hung up on me
I'm hung up on you
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Driving on the lawn
Sleeping on the roof
Drinking all the alcohol
All the kids from school
Will be naked in the pool
While our parents are on Fire Island
Cranking up the tunes
'Til the windows break
Feeding chocolate to the dog
Jumping on the couch
'Til the feathers all come out
While our parents are on Fire Island
We're old enough by now
To take care of each other
We don't need no babysitter
We don't need no father or mother
We're old enough by now
Don't worry 'bout a thing
Don't you remember
Last December
When you went to Steamboat Springs?
Driving on the lawn
Sleeping on the roof
Drinking all the alcohol
All the kids from school
Will be naked in the pool
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Peace and love
Peace and love
That's all I'm thinking of baby
Peace and love
Riding around in a Volkswagen van
Thinking 'bout the people upside-down in Japan
Staring at the stars in a distant galaxy
Wondering if there's someone out there staring back at me singing
Peace and love
Peace and love
That's all I'm thinking of baby
Peace and love
Lying on the floor just playing my guitar
Trying to find the chords for "Just The Way You Are"
Plane crash flashing on my TV
Well it could have been you, baby
It could have been me
We'll never live forever
But baby things could be worse
Cause when we get together we are one with the Universe
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont
Open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant
Got crazy karma, never harmed a single soul
So if you want to join me then together we'll grow old singing
Peace and love
Peace and love
That's all I'm thinking of baby
Peace and love
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Come on, now get your ass out of bed
You heard what the man said
The crew is already gone
We were all kinda high, but man what were you on?
Tried to take a shuttle to Spain
They kicked me off the plane
I guess I'll go to Japan
It all looks the same when you stump for the man
And down in the valley we crawl in the alley
Who knew the 101 was so long?
Before you get sold, you get bought for a song
Sake in aluminum cans
It fell in the wrong hands
And now we're chewing the scene
Stumbling out of the Lexington Queen
Walking through a German hotel
And not walking very well
I gotta get to the van
Excuse me, I'm weaving as fast as I can
And Tom won't admit he got lost in the city
He's saying that the directions are wrong
Before you get sold, you get bought for a song
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Multi-colored microbus
Plowing over rugged terrain
We're jacking the radio
Passing the afternoon train
Around the roses she showed us
Hyacinths and sage
Gold plated garden tools
Sunlamps and it's all the rage
Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out
You never know what you will find
When you go
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind
Gather round the gas tower
Don't it kinda look like a bong
I heard it backwards
Hidden in a Pink Floyd song
Stella Radiata
It's got to set your mind at ease
Spinning on the tire swing
Flying like Tarzan through the trees
And back to the bus when the sun goes down
Try to aim it back into town
We're riding
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind
And coriander grows along the banks where we go walking along at night
Creeping slowly over the ground
We tiptoe round the garden
Trying not to tramp it down
Stay low to the ground or they'll sniff you out
You never know what you will find
When you go
Out of the blackness
Into the great big sky
Supercollider
Shooting inside your mind
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In about an hour
The sunlight's gonna fade
And you and me will divvy up the wine
Like everything else here
Yours and mine
Picking up the paper
Coffee's been made
It's Book Review and Face the Nation Time
Two in the same mind
Yours and Mine
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