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Christine's Coming Over
03:14
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Christine's coming over, gotta find me some Palmolive
Gotta clean up all these dishes in the sink
I've spent time with a lot of girls, you know I'm not some sort of hermit
But Christine makes it hard for me to think
Ooh she make me wanna get my chits together
She's the kind of woman expects a proper man
Ooh she make me wanna stand a little taller
Christine’s coming and I’m doing all I can
Christine’s coming over, can I borrow your old Hoover?
Gotta vacuum all these dust balls off the floor
I've been happy in my pigsty but Christine’s got a sharp eye
And soon she will be knocking on my door
Ooh she make me wanna sign up for some classes
She’s the kind of woman knows a lotta facts
Ooh she make me wanna learn a foreign language
Christine’s coming and I’m cleaning up my act
Christine's coming over and I gotta get some artwork
Gotta take that Zeppelin poster down
It looks good under black light but I’m thinking that tonight it might not work right
If we’re gonna mess around
Ooh she make me wanna grow up in five minutes
She’s the kind of woman who don't make time with clowns
Ooh she make me wanna play some Roxy Music
Christine’s coming and I'm ready for her now
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When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean, I get it -- he's really dreamy
In certain situations I'd even call him steamy
When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean, I get it -- he rings your bell
But I wanna be the one to make your heart swell
I mean, I get it -- he's really great
What do you think he's like on a date?
If he ordered the chardonnay
Would you order the chardonnay?
You never liked chardonnay, it's way to buttery!
If he ordered the pinot noir
Would you order the pinot noir?
That's taking it way too far, you never liked pinot noir!
When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean, I get it -- he rocks your world
But I wanna be the one to make your toes curl
When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean, I get it -- he's a total hunk
But I wanna be your lover, I don't wanna be your punk
I mean, I get it -- he's super hot
He takes his shirt off a lot
If he ordered the creme brulee
Would you order the creme brulee?
You never had nothing good to say about creme brulee!
If Coldplay was his jam
Would you say they're your favorite band?
It's like you don't give a damn about human dignity!
When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean I get it -- those deep blue eyes
You call his name when I touch your thighs
When you're kissing on me do you think of James McAvoy?
I mean I get it -- I know he's super hot
He's the one you want, I'm the one you got
The one you want, the one you got
I mean, I get it
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Shannon Speaks
02:47
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The city’s been on lockdown
Since Shannon came our way
When's she gonna wake up?
What's she gonna say?
Police are stationed bedside
Pulling overtime for weeks
till Shannon speaks
There’s not another witness
She was the only one around
The rest of us just guessing
'bout how all it all fell down
Heaven just might spare us
If we turn the other cheek
when Shannon speaks
When Shannon speaks we’ll figure out
When the astroid’s gonna hit
When Shannon speaks we’ll understand
Why the atom’s gonna split
And now her eyes are open
It’s the moment of release
When Shannon speaks
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Wild Love
03:55
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She does this thing with her hips where she swerves and she dips when the music’s not even playing
She does this thing with her eyes, keeps me mezmerized all day
She does this thing to my heart makes it stop and it start I think it might start pumping sideways
She does this thing to my head you know she’s just gotta have it her way
Oh girl -- when we hit that groove
Oh girl -- I feel the mountains move
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those sweet, sweet kisses I been dreamin of
Oh girl -- Love you better than whiskey
Oh girl -- Don’t you wanna get frisky?
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those wet sloppy kisses I been dreamin of
She does this thing with her lips every time we kiss and I gotta stop and and catch my breath
She does this thing with her hands, I can’t stand when she pulls them away
She does this thing to my soul, yeah she fills a hole, I didn’t know I had a hole needed filling
She does thing to my pulse you you know she’s just gotta have it her way
Oh girl -- you know I’m stuck like glue
Oh girl -- on the bottom of your shoe
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those sweet, sweet kisses I been dreamin of
Oh girl -- I got you on the brain
Oh girl -- don't you yank my chain
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those smoky, sticky kisses I been dreamin of
Oh girl -- you gimme the jitters
Oh girl -- but I ain’t no quitter
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those sweet, sweet kisses I been dreamin' of
Oh girl -- love you more than my guitar
Oh girl -- you got me working so hard
Gimme a taste of your wild, wild love
Those slippery little nibbles I been dreamin of
Oh girl -- oh girl
Gimme a taste, imme a taste
Of you your wild love
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All the Way
02:50
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Since the second day of summer I been aching to get with you
And now we’re alone together it’s like a dream come true
Bathed by the dashboard's glow
The radio turned way down low
Tonight we’re gonna take it slow
We’re going all the way
I know that those other lovers left bruises on your heart
Now you're so reluctant to make another start
Tonight we’ll put it out of mind
Leave the past far behind
Reclaim what’s yours and mine
We’re going all the way
Going all the way
Tonight it’s just you and me
Writing our own destiny
Wedged in the passenger seat
We're going go all the way
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Girl of My Dreams
03:27
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Judy was an American girl
She came in the morning with the US mail
She didn't say nothing
But she looked pretty good to me
Golden hair that shines so bright
Loving eyes that see not sight
She could keep the secrets
That we share in my world of dreams
And a man needs something
When he ain't got nothing to hold onto
And there ain't no telling
When I feel like yelling, "I love you"
Ooh, it gets lonely in the night
When there ain't no one around
Ooh, she makes me feel alright
Get my feet right off the ground
She's the girl of my dreams
Judy does what I ask her to
She makes me happy when I feel blue
She stares with the eyes of a child
And gets me to my knees
Her heart it never beats in time
'cept when it's beating close to mine
I keep her from my friends
Locked away with my fantasies
And a man needs something
When he ain't got nothing to hang onto
And there ain't no telling
When I feel like yelling, "I love you"
Ooh, it gets lonely in the night
When there ain't no one around
Ooh, she makes me feel alright
Get my feet right off the ground
She's the girl of my dreams
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Bad Mom!
03:27
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They’re whispering your name
On the sidelines of the soccer game
it sounds like you’ve been stepping on some toes
They say you caused a panic
'cuz the snack you brought was not organic
Those veggie chips were made with GMOs
Your children’s socks don’t match
Your Subaru’s all scratched
That’s how they figured out you don’t belong
You’re a bad, bad mom
All those other mothers think you’re doing it all wrong
They say you’re a bad, bad, bad mom
What’s going on?
You didn’t tip the valet when you showed up late for ballet
Your daughter’s hair, it wasn’t in a bun
You haven’t spent a single day fundraising for the PTA
You let your children play with water guns
Ever since you moved to town our bond rating's been going down
We’ve gotta keep our property values strong
You’re a bad, bad mom
All those other mothers think you’re doing it all wrong
They say you’re a bad, bad, bad mom
They want you gone
You’re sneaking cigarettes I can smell it on your breath
Can I bum just one? You know I’m trying to quit
You can spray that lemon spray but the smell won’t go away
Don’t worry darling I don’t give a sh … hoot
Your recycling’s unsorted
Your children’s dreams all thwarted
They’ve been staring at those screens for way too long
You’re a bad, bad mom
I’m so amazed at all the ways you find to get it wrong
You’re a bad, bad mom
I think I love you
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8. |
Make It Happen
03:14
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I was a joke
A Kentucky fried chicken choke
Talking big game, flapping my gums
Never got around to gettin nothing done
I was a freak
Couldn’t even get along with the other geeks
Always so sure things would go my way
Always got rolled by the end of the day
I was alone -- I was afraid
Tired of nothing working out my way
I wanna make it happen
I been aching to make it all come true
See those heads swivel when I walk into the room
I wanna make it happen
Wanna make it happen, happen soon
I’m gonna make it happen
Make it happen with you
I was a fool
I got jerked around when the sun went down
Waiting for a peach to fall in my lap
What a waste of time -- what a load of crap
I was a tool
Hanging 'round the old high school
Copenhagen ring in my 501s
Trojans ribbed in the other one
I was adrift -- I was pissed
Tired of nothing working out my way
I wanna make it happen
I been waiting to make it all come true
See those eyes follow when I’m thinking of something new
I wanna make it happen
Wanna make it happen, happen soon
I’m gonna make it happen
Make it happen with you
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The Airport 77s Silver Spring, Maryland
Tight harmonies, chunky guitars and a relentless beat constitute the Airport 77s
sound.
Guitarist Andy Sullivan, bassist Cal Everett and drummer John Kelly share a love of obscure 1970s power pop and have played shows across the Washington, D.C. region, winning the occasional battle of the bands and jamming with heroes like Paul Collins.
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