1. |
Good Intentions
02:48
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June hits like a ton of bricks
Make me scream
Make me scream
I'm looking for a sugar fix
Soda stream
Soda stream
I try to slow down
Ice-cream van on Sunday Street
Share with me
Share with me
You've got chocolate on your teeth
Sticky sweet
Sticky sweet
I try to slow down
But Saturday night
Rolls around
I can help a little
When you're caught short for seconds
My arm around your middle
And I'm holding good intentions
Crossing my fingers gets me by
Boys look out for number one
Make them cry
Make them cry
They melt like candy on my tongue
Sick and sigh
They ask if I
I try to slow down
But Saturday night
Rolls around
I can help a little
When you're caught short for seconds
My arm around your middle
And I'm holding good intentions
Crossing my fingers gets me by
I try to slow down
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2. |
Wasting My Time
03:02
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Borrowed socks are as close as I'm going to get
Lying on the mattress on your bedroom floor
Blankets under whose threads I confess I once had slept
But now they frame my dust-mite view of the door
My eyes are just tired
They're not red
I'm not crying
So many people look down
And they sigh
You and I
Are wasting our time
Toeing the line
Don't ask if I'm fine
I'm just wasting my time
Seeing a message light up in the dead of night
I'm trying to block out all the images of all the girls you might like
'Cause she's thinking of you
While she's under the covers
No thought goes out to
The shadows of others like I
Wasting our time
Toeing the line
Don't ask if I'm fine
I'm just wasting my time
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3. |
Weathervane
02:54
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Confessing I'm over ya
Under magnolia trees
I stuck my knife in your heart
And yours in the tree
Cut the bark and gave a piece to me
Years creep like snails
Now you're with someone else
And I'm free
But I still got that bark
On my mantlepiece
'Cause I like the way you make me feel
I feel I'm walking on a weathervane
The girls that you see drive me insane
And the creeps I get when I hear your name
They all keep me in place
I'm not gonna go away
So I get on great
Met this guy at the Jazz Bar last night
And he likes all the Bowie songs
That I like
But he's colder to hold
In the night
I feel I'm walking on a weathervane
The girls that you see drive me insane
And the creeps I get when I hear your name
They all keep me in place
I'm never gonna go away
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Pretty Face
02:19
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Sun setting on sky blue
Like a bottle cap washed in the tide
Tricky lake-bank wait-game
By the street sign
Watching shy puppies and high dudes
Kickin' cans by the roadside
Pretty face pretty hands I can spy you
Shoulders high and your fringe low
Rollerskates lemonade
Tied with green bows
Making magic tricks for the kids
What do they know
Sun setting on sky blue
Like a bottle cap washed in the tide
Pretty face pretty hands
I'm behind you
I'm left behind you
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