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West Coast Baby
02:23
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Meet me by Manhattan Beach at nine
I’ll make you mine
Baby you bring coffee, I’ll bring wine
We’ve got all night
I’m a stormy weather girl
But something about your blue skies
Makes me fall
Oh, my west coast baby blows my mind
But who’s got the time to fall in love?
Have you ever seen someone so fine?
I’d make you mine
But you’re far off
Where’s my baby go when I’m not there?
I couldn’t bear
Left those eyes back in L.A.
I swear, I couldn't bear
I am a cold hearted girl
But something about your desert
Makes me fall
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2. |
Anthony
02:42
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Sunday night I drank that whiskey
Asked you to smile for me
You said you want it all
But I drive you up that wall
Monday morning I’m still sleeping
Roll over and you’re leaving
I tell you come back home
But you’ve got her on the phone
I’m trying to get ahead
But I’ve got your ghost sleeping in my bed
Anthony, I believe
You’re head’s got the best of me
Ten A.M. I swear it’s evening
Too early to start screaming
Tell me it’s all for show
But you crashed that car you drove
I try my best to stay a sinner
You’ve got me on this good behavior
I know the good is gone
I just need you to lead me on
Anthony, I gotta tell you
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3. |
Easy On You
03:06
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I went easy on you when I didn’t want to
I know I’m not as tall
But god, I scare you
Coming for blood this time
I got homework
I just wanna go to sleep
Please stop knocking on my door
You’re so loud
You’re always yelling at me
Jump up and down
You shake the floor
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4. |
Walk You Home
02:57
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Faded lips, red
Down your chin, bled
When you watched him go
Swear he saw you in the crowd
And didn’t say hello
Just a pretty girl with a shot glass
In your Sunday dress and coat
Find you in the bathroom like that
Help you up and say hello
I’ve been around the block and I see you cry a lot
Can I walk you home?
Don’t know your name yet
But your head’s still resting on my arm
Subway fly by
On the green line no one does you harm
Just a pretty girl with a shot glass
In your mother’s borrowed shoes
Find you in the bathroom like that
So what else you got to lose?
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5. |
Bitter Woman
03:57
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Oh, pretty woman
I would love to break your heart
But I just don’t want to start this again
And all that makes me happy
Is my fingers through your hair
But I can’t see myself tearing you apart
I don’t mind your fingernails in my skin time to time
Just right, we won’t find the answer to the silence in our minds
Oh, pretty woman
I would love to call you mine
But I just don't have the time to feel alone
But you’ve gone and left me with your kisses on my hands
It makes me want to take you home
It’s alright
I would rather wake up to myself at dawn
We’ll be fine
If we cover up our eyes and ears, then talk
Don’t talk
Oh, lovely woman
I could do to see you cry
But I haven’t half the mind to hold you close
Tell me of sorrows that have darkened your eyes so
And I’ll bandage up the raw parts of your soul
It’s alright
I would rather wake up to myself at dawn
Is it wise
To cut each other deep before we walk?
Just walk
Oh, bitter woman
You can blame it all on me
But I want you to believe that we are gone
I’ll plant a row of daisies down your spine
So you can know of your beauty all the time
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6. |
Go Home
02:29
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All you sing about is love
You were lucky to grow up
I was born a hundred years old
Left me on the tracks to die
All tied up with the mountains and the snow
When the train came, I went cold
I didn’t go down with pride
Honey, I begged
Please let me go
Let me go home
Now I’m just an empty skull
Rest of me is dark and dull
Can’t remember how I used to love
Also can’t remember why
You were once my sun and sky
Honey, is it nighttime up above?
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No
01:38
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Pretty boys in pretty clothes
And I don’t know what to do
Because you’re all pretty cool
I’ve had a bit too much
And so has he
Any other night you’d buy me a drink
For now, I want to leave
I said no
And no means no
If I said yes it would mean yes
But I said no
That means no
I said no
Are you slow?
Write it on my forehead if I have to
Otherwise I don’t think you know
No means no
Pretty boys with ugly souls
Ad I don’t know what to do
I used to think that you were cool
I don’t drink anymore
But you sure do
Any other night I’d smile and nod
But you just called me a prude
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