1. |
Late in June
03:06
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When I was young,
You’d remember
Late in June, Early in September
I was trying so hard
I was trying so hard
All I’d want
is to call your name
Only to find
you’d feel the same
You were all on my mind
You were all on my mind
all on my mind
all on my mind
Baby darling you know I’d
Meet you at the beach
I love you till I die
is that a figure of speech
And baby you know I
Would love you till I die
I would never lie
Figure of speech
Baby you’d call
and I could answer
Secret show
Private dancers
You’d be holding me tight
I was all on your mind
Out on the floor
Like a demon
My moves are raw,
yours a secret
I’d be holding you tight
You were all on my mind
Baby darling you know I’d
Meet you at the beach
I love you till I die
is that a figure of speech
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2. |
$20
03:04
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20 Dollars baby, in your hand
you’ve got 20 dollars you don’t need a man
And that’s what you said, but was that, now or then.
Plenty ways we could, write a song,
and you knew all the ways, you would sing along
We got plenty ways baby, none of this wrong.
Baby, baby I’m bleeding.
A couple drinks and I’m leaving
On my own
I know I’m only teasing,
A couple grams and I’m leaking all my love
Did I let you know?
Every way we could start a fight,
you knew all the ways and you did it right,
so many ways baby none of this is right.
My body is haunted by ghouls so it’s cool if you
caught me dancing over to prove to you,
I’m the one you love, and 20 dollars ain’t enough
Baby, baby I’m bleeding.
A couple drinks and I’m leaving
On my own
I know I’m only teasing,
A couple grams and I’m leaking all my love
Darling I'm an open wound
Crashing and breaking your sense of impending doom
Honey Youre a lovely scar
Bruising my bones with the blunt forces of your heart
And you Broke me like you wanted to
With kisses on the cheek at the tiki bar impromptu
And if I ever seem too far
I've been working too hard just
call me back home.
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3. |
Blue Blossoms
02:44
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Girl, it’s not quite right
when you’re wearing white
and in your eyes I might
forget about me
And when you’re feeling blue,
I’m feeling worse than you
But all I do is bloom
when you blossom for me
I’d be baby daddy
if you were my girl
And you’d make me happy
Cause you were my world
Some folks like
to keep it inside
All that I’d like
is to be better for you
And if your skin should show
I know I lose control
I’m yours your mine I know you know
we’re better as two
I don’t ask for much,
your sultry loving touch
And maybe a dollar or two
I’d be baby daddy
if you were my girl
And you’d make me happy
If you were my world
Some folks like
to keep it inside
All that I’d like
is to be better for you
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Coyote Black Hamilton, Ontario
SLOP POP
Joe Querques,
Patrick Olszewski,
Jake Edward
and Josh Havin
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