1. |
You
01:45
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You were always it, I bet
I just wasnāt ready yet
Wasnāt in the mood to do
something new
You are neoteny
I never wanna be misleading
You donāt wanna be the star
But you are
Ooooh (x3)
You
Ooooh (x3)
You
You (x4)
You said you were heading out
I closed the door, begging you
Please,
Donāt do that yet, just wait (x5)
Donāt do that yet
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2. |
Funny Boy
03:25
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You are my up & down
I wanna be around
for everything you do
I'm never bored of you
Funny Boy (x4)
You are the Taj Mahal,
the fairest of them all
And when I'm in a mood,
you're still my favorite dude
Funny Boy (x4)
Tease me around and then
I'm buttered up again
Turning the night to day
Lemons to lemonade (with)
Funny Boy (x4)
When you're around,
my love is hotter than
Arizona
God is a man
and I'm in heaven
with
Funny Boy (x4)
You are the morning sun
Always my number one
Good times will pass me by,
but you'll always be my
Funny Boy (x4)
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3. |
Love Theme
02:45
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Someday,
Youāll give me the time
And Iāll blow your mind
Someday,
Youāll give me the time
And Iāll call you mine
Get ready for me,
Iām gonna take you out
Oh
Get ready for me,
Iām gonna take you out
Someday,
Weāll get in my car
And go for a drive
Head spinning,
You keep me from sleeping at night
Get ready for me,
Iām gonna take you out
Oh
Get ready for me,
Iām gonna take you out
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4. |
Personality
04:21
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Have you seen it all?
Highly doubt it
Have you seen my face in the dark yet?
Will I find you out?
I donāt know, baby
But you got personality (x2)
And I got what you want
Furniture, oh
Furniture,
Over my dead body (x2)
Immature, oh
Immature,
Iāll admit that youāve made me,
But donāt make me hate me
I have swallowed more
than I could fit
in my stomach
Iām exploding
Will I find you out?
I donāt know, baby
But you got personality (x2)
And I got what you want
Furniture, oh
Furniture,
Over my dead body (x2)
Immature, oh
Immature,
Iāll admit that youāve made me,
But donāt make me hate me
Donāt make me hate me (x2)
But you got personality,
And you got what you want
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5. |
Sunday Drivin'
03:06
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The sun is cookinā up you and your friends
You caught me lookinā from under the lenses
Hit my antenna, big radio wave
Big feelings cominā and going away, oh
Sunday drivinā (x4)
Iād rather be here
than staring at the ceiling
I like watching the road
shrinking behind me
Iām feeling lucky
like I got somethinā
to show everybody
when I get home
Sunday drivinā (x4)
Sunday (x8)
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6. |
Juice
03:09
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Juice from the fridge, oh
Spilled it again
All-white linen, oh
Ruined again
ācause you made me nervous
And you made me scared
And youāre only half the problem
Make me go home
Once in a while
Donāt let me stay all night
I donāt wanna fight
Make me go home
Once in a while
Donāt let me stay all night
Donāt let me stay
Where have you been? Oh
Lost it again
You play pretend, oh
for a livinā
When you make me wonder
How you really feel
Well, youāre only half the problem
Make me go home
Once in a while
Donāt let me stay all night
I donāt wanna fight
Make me go home
Once in a while
Donāt let me stay all night
Donāt let me stay (x4)
You look alright, but
youāre goinā too fast
(x2)
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7. |
Sugarcoat
02:51
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Sugarcoat it, baby
Aah
Sugarcoat it, baby
Aah
Donāt tell me what I donāt wanna hear
I donāt want ya to make yourself clear
Just sugarcoat it, baby
Aah
Make me fall in love
Make me fall in love again
Sugarcoat it, my baby
Aah
Make me fall in love (x2)
Again (x3)
Friends are here to stay (x2)
But they donāt make me feel this way
Take me out (x2)
on a date to the 7 Eleven
Seven years (x2)
Holdinā on and I wish you would stay
Holdinā on ātil youāll stay
Sugarcoat it, my baby
Aah
Sugarcoat it, my baby
Aah
Make me fall in love (x3)
Again (x3)
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8. |
The Habit
02:51
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Givinā up the habit
Now that youāre gone,
itās like magic
I can just reach out and grab it
All the things that I want,
Everything
Maybe if you cried once or twice
things would be much different
But theyāre not
And now itās over
Iām no longer your thing on a string
Crimson clover
Memories of you in October
I can hardly think it over
It makes no sense at all
I can see it in your smile
Youāve been hiding in the pile
of emotion that she left you
Donāt you know that weāre one in the same
Maybe if she tried once or twice
Things would be much different
But theyāre not and now itās over
Youāre no longer her thing on a string
Crimson clover
Memories of you in October
I can hardly think it over
It makes no sense at all
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9. |
Starry Eyed
03:46
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I have a feeling
you adore me
I think itās time to say our goodbyes
You have money,
but youāre boring
Yet, you leave me here with stars in my eyes
Leave me starry eyed (x4)
I have a question
for you, baby
Have you a day when youāve truly cried?
Your conversations
are all lazy
Yet, I sit and stare with stars in my eyes
Leave me starry eyed (x4)
Hey, hey
My, my
You got me goinā
(x2)
Ooooh (x3)
Leave me starry eyed (x8)
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10. |
Vacation
03:33
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Cold
On the telephone
16 years old
And Iām still holdinā on to that old flame
Gone
Nowhere to go
Getting vertigo
Fallinā down the stairs
into that hole
And Iām tellinā myself on this new vacation
to deliver my head from back in the day
And Iām tellinā myself on this new vacation
That the minute I feel you slippinā away
Iāll only give you the green light
Only, uh-huh
Roam
In the mall alone
Thoughts Iāve never known
Ringinā in my head
like a church bell
Sold
like an animal
Thought we hit a wall
Laying in my bed like a rock
And Iām tellinā myself on this new vacation
to deliver my head from back in the day
And Iām tellinā myself on this new vacation
That the minute I feel you slippinā away
Iāll only give you the green light
Only give you the green light (x3)
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Lindsey Rae Radice
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