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09/24/1996 |
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I'm tired, so tired
I'm tired of having sex
I'm spread so thin
I don't know who I am
Monday night I'm makin'
Jen Tuesday night I'm makin' Lyn
Wednesday night I'm makin' Catherine
Oh, why can't I be makin' Love come true?
I'm beat, beet red
ashamed of what I said
I'm sorry, here I go
I know I'm a sinner
But I can't say no
Thursday night I'm makin' Denise
Friday night I'm makin' Sharise
Saturday night I'm makin' Louise
Oh, why can't I be makin' Love come true
Tonite, I'm down on my knees
Tonite I'm beggin' you please
Tonite, tonite, please
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This is beginning to hurt
This is beginning to be serious
It used to be a game
Now it's a cryin' shame
'Cuz you don't wanna play around no more
Sometimes I push too hard
Sometimes you fall and skin your knee
I never meant to do
All that I've done to you
Please, baby, say it's not too late
to get you, uh-huh
You know this is breakin' me up
You think that I'm some kind of freak
But if you'd come back to me
Then you would surely see
That I'm just foolin' around
to get you, uh-huh
I can't believe
What you've done to me
What I did do them
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My girl's a liar
But I'll stand beside her
She's all I've got
And I don't wanna be alone
My girl don't see me
when she's with my friends
She's all I've got
And I don't want to be alone
No there is no other one
No there is no other one
I can't have any other one
though I would
now I never could with one
All of the drugs she does
Scare me real good
She's got a tattoo
and two pet snakes
but nobody knows me like her
nobody knows her like me
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I know I should get next to you
you got a look that makes me think you're cool
But it's just sexual attraction
Not somethin' real so I'd rather keep wackin'
Why bother?
it's gonna hurt me
It's gonna kill when you desert me
This happened to me twice before
It won't happen to me anymore
I've known a lot of girls before
What's the harm in knowin' one more?
Maybe we could even get together
Maybe you could break my heart next summer
It's a crying shame I'm all alone
Not with you, nor her, nor anyone
Won't you knock me on my head
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You are 18 year old girl who live in small city of Japan
and you heard me on the radio about one year ago
and you're wanting to know all about me and my hobbies
my favorite food and my birthday
Why are you so far away from me?
I need help and you're way across the sea
I could never touch you - I think it would be wrong
But I've got your letter and you've got my song
They don't make stationery like this where I'm from - so fragile, so refined
So I sniff and I lick your envelope and fall to little pieces every time
I wonder what clothes you wear to school; I wonder how you decorate your room
I wonder how you touch yourself and curse myself for being across the sea
At 10 I shaved my head and tried to be a monk
I thought the older women would like me if I did
You see, ma, I'm a good little boy
It's all your fault, momma, it's all your fault
goddamn, this business is really lame
I gotta live on an island to find the juice
So you send me your love from all around the world
As if I could live on words and dreams and a million screams
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When I look in the mirror
I can't believe what I see
Tell me, who's that funky dude starin' back at me?
Broken, beaten-down can't even get around
without an old-man cane I fall and hit the ground
Shivering in the cold, I'm bitter and alone
Excuse the bitchin' - I shouldn't complain
I should have no feeling, 'cuz feeling is pain
as everything I need is denied me
and everything I want is taken away from me
but who do I got to blame?
Nobody but me
I don't wanna be a old man anymore
It's been a year or two since I was out on the floor
Shakin' booty, makin' sweet love all the night
It's time I got back to the Good Life
It's time I got back, it's time I got back
'n I don't even know how I got off the track
I wanna go back, yeah!
Screw this crap, I've had it! I ain't no Mr. Cool
I'm a pig, I'm a dog, so 'scuse me if I drool
I ain't gonna hurt nobody, ain't gonna cause a scene
I just need to admit I want sugar in my tea
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Goddamn you half-Japanese girls
do it to me every time
oh, the redhead said you shred the cello
And I'm jello, baby
But you won't talk, won't look, won't think of me
I'm the epitome of Public Enemy
Why you wanna go and do me like that?
Come down on the street and dance with me
I'm a lot like you so please Hello, I'm here, I'm waiting
I think I'd be good for you and you'd be good for me
I asked you to go to the Green Day concert
You said you never heard of them
-How cool is that?-
So I went to your room and read your diary:
"watching Grunge leg-drop New-Jack through a press table..." and then my heart stopped:
"listening to Cio-Cio San fall in love all over again."
How stupid is it? I can't talk about it
I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart
How stupid is it? For all I know you want me too and maybe you just don't know what to do or maybe you're scared to say: "I'm falling for you"
I wish I could get my head out of the sand 'cuz I think we'd make a good team
and you would keep my fingernails clean
but that's just a stupid dream that I won't realize
'cuz I can't even look in your eyes without shakin', and I ain't fakin'
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When I'm stable long enough
I start to look around for love
See a sweet in floral print
my mind begins the arrangements
but When I start to feel that pull
turns out I just pulled myself
she would never go with me
were I the last girl on earth
I'm dumb, she's a lesbian
I thought I had found the one
we were good as married in my mind
but married in my mind's no good
a Pink Triangle on her sleeve
let me know the truth, let me know the truth
Might have smoked a few in my time
but never thought it was a crime
knew the day would surely come
when I'd chill and settle down
when I think I've found a good old-fashioned girl
then she put me in my place
if everyone's a little queer
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Holy cow! I think I've got one here
Now just what am I s'posed to do?
I've got a number of irrational fears
That I'd like to share with you
First, there's rules about old goats like me
Hangin' 'round with chicks like you -but I do like you-
And another one: you say "like" too much
But I'm shakin' at your touch
I like you way too much
My baby, I'm afraid I'm falling for you
'n I'd do 'bout anything to get the hell out alive
Or maybe I would rather settle down with you
Holy moly, baby, wouldn't you know it?
Just as I was bustin' loose
I gotta go turn in my rock star card and get fat
and old with you
'cuz I'm a burning a candle you're a gentle month
teaching me to lick a little bit kinder
And I do like you - you're the lucky one
No! I'm the lucky one
Holy Sweet goddamn! You left your cello in the basement
I admired the glowing the stars and tried to play a tune'
I can't believe how bad I suck, it's true
What could you possibly see in little ol' 3-chord me?
But it's true - you like me, I like you too
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Yesterday I went outside
With my momma's mason jar
Caught a lovely Butterfly
When I woke up today
And looked in on my fairy pet
She had withered all away
No more sighing in her breast
I'm sorry for what I did
I did what my body told me to
I didn't mean to do you harm
But everytime I pin down what I think I want
it slips away - the ghost slips away
I smell you on my hand for days
I can't wash away your scent
if I'm a dog then you're a bitch
I guess you're as real as me
maybe I can live with that
maybe I need fantasy
a life of chasing Butterfly
I told you I would return
When the robin makes his nest
but I ain't never comin' back
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