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You just, sit there
Act like, you don’t care
But you love this town
and you won’t be commin round
No more
My time, is over
Mister, you don’t even know her
She loves this town
And she won’t be commin round
No more
You cut and run
Guess that’s the only option
In this situation
Well it seems like, always
it's been like, holidays
She loves this town
And she won’t be commin round
No more
She is leavin and it's
Hard to believe that
This could really be the end
But you love this town
and you won’t be commin round
you cut and run, you are leavin
I Ain't gonna get to see ya no more......
Ain't gonna get to see ya no more......
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We played all night at the brook street liberty hotel
I knew the room, and so did you, so I thought we’d play well
This guy walks up to me and says, do you happen to know James Brown
I looked up, you looked away, and you fell
Get up girl!
And so you thought you;d found your way into another strange place
We all know the reasons, we all know the taste
Sour grapes, worn out plates, gucci watch, chicken broth, tasters choice, moments voice, many men, stay slim, work hard, big pay, lucy lu and betty may, say you’ll stay, please say you’ll stay
What the hell did I just say
It’s like night it’s like day
it’s like hope and pray
Everybody wants it their own way
except for Johhny, oh Johnny
There’s this girl I used to know, deep down inside
and when I send her shit, she don’t reply to it
it’s like the stars are out, and the sun is too, but no one sees the truth
except you
What the hell did I just say
It’s like night it’s like day
it’s like hope and pray
Everybody wants it their own way
except for Johhny, I can’t forget about Johnny,
Goodbye
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It's been so long, I need a song
a sweet sweet song, would make me feel so wrong
I wish there was someone underneath my window
on my window, singing me a song
Cause I deserve a song
Put up with this way to long
I deserve a song
I know ya got one in ya
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When will I see
See all this glory
Maybe when I’m older
You’ll tap me on the shoulder
When life is getting hard
You'll give me all the smarts
All that pretty banter
In the all time worlds best seller
Will hit me like a hammer
Yeah, I’ll have all the answers
When will I see
See all this glory
Maybe when someone goes
yeah they leave for good
maybe then you'll show up
and it'll all be understood
And I'll feel so alive
because I finally got the goods
No more asking why
because it's all understood
When will I see
See all this glory
Do you exist?
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I saw it on a movie last night
And when I say I saw I mean I’d like to
But I don’t get out that much
Ask my friends, I don’t keep in touch
Its natural 2 me
Its natural 2 me
Just because you see it don’t mean ya believe it
It happens in the workplace every day
But when it happens to me, I shy away
I say don’t lay that trip on me
Leave me alone, let me be
Its natural 2 me
Its natural 2 me
Just because you said it don’t mean you regret it
Just because ya hear it don’t mean you’re gonna feel it
I’ve been feeling a little better each day
But it’s taken me a few months to get this way
If they say that’s natural, why does everyone think I’m strange?
Just because you want it, doesn’t mean ya need it
Just because you got it, doesn’t mean ya feel it
Just because it happens doesn’t make you happy
And just because it looks right doesn’t me it feels right
There could be something wrong on the inside
Its natural 2 me
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I don't like to push the button twice
and my sister don't like it too
So put on your jacket, we're stepping out tonight
We're gonna show them what to do
We don't like the decisions that you make
they're all mistakes
You should have asked
and we would have said
Don't change The video guide
Now I know, you can switch that thing around
but that still don't make it cool
and you will say that you're just trying to help me out
but it's just a money making tool
We don't like the decisions that you make
they're all mistakes
You should have asked
and we would have said
Don't change
The video guide
You should have asked, and we would have said
Oh no no no, dont change a thing
Cause we don't like the decisions that you made
Why'd you change.......
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30 minutes on the TV
30 minutes on the TV
Singing songs of hallelujah
Just a week to go
Just a week to go
Singing songs of hallelujah
Will he be the one
to get things done
I really think he’ll make a difference
Just a week to go
Just a week we hope
We'll be singing songs of hallelujah
Will he be the one
to get things done
Some people think he won't make a difference
It's the right time, for a new kind, of president
It's about time, that ya had one that made sense
And it could be a black man or a white man, I don't give a shit
just pick the right one and fix it, fix it, fix it
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You ain’t getting in to my head
Only mess it up if you did
You ain’t gonna know what I’m thinking
Not even if you get me drinkin
You say you’d never leave me
And it’s something that I believe in
Face it baby, you’re just sleazy
You think you’re adventurous, you’re just a temptress
Why don’t you just tell me when you’re leaving
Why don’t you just tell me when you’re gonna go
I can’t believe that I did not see that you would do this to me
Took my heart, and you took my soul
It always goes the same don’t cha know
When you say, baby I love you
I will always stay with you
You said you'd you'd never go away
Now you say, oh baby it’s getting stale
I feel like I’m in a jail
I met a man at the supermarket
He made me feel so goddam important
So You ain’t getting in to my head
Ok baby, maybe just a little bit
Maybe just a little bit
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I’m the mechanic, not of your car
I’m the mechanic of who you are
I’ll buff your ego, shine up your sleeve
And when it’s rainin, I’ll make it bead
Call the mechanic
You think you’re going nowhere,
You got to believe
That cryin’ on a shoulder ain’t gonna get you anything
Call the mechanic
When things are frantic
Or you can’t stand it
When you’re up I’m down
When you’re big I’m around
When you’re black and blue, I’ll be there for you
If you can’t be yourself, then I can’t help
yeah when you're not you, there ain’t nothing I can do
I’m the mechanic, yeah I take cash
Cheques and credit, they give me tax
All your belongings, I’ll take them too
Yeah you don’t need ‘em when you got you
Call the mechanic
When things are frantic
Or you can’t stand it
And when you’re up I’m down
When you’re big I’m around
When you’re black and blue, I’ll be there for you
But if you can’t be yourself, then I can’t help
When you’re black and blue, there ain’t nothing I can do
You think your goin nowhere……………..
Call the mechanic……
I wanna be your man……
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released August 1, 2010
