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Doing Me In
05:05
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---Lyrics---
Well, don’t be double-talking
No more lies
Just gimme your truth, babe
All that you got
You say it’s all in my head
Did she say, “Take it to bed”?
Well alright!
Well, now, she’s in my head
I’m shaking my head
Give me your grievances--Your anger and doubt
Bring me your aggravation--We’ll ball that shit out
You got me pulling apart now
You better use it to get down
You got me out of my head, got me out of my head
You’re doing me in
You’re doing me in
As long as you do me, babe, I’ll do it again
All this stuff in my head
Will you take it to bed?
When you take me to bed, you’re really taking my head
All these things in my head
Can you put them to bed?
When you take me to bed, you’re really taking my head
So let’s start doing it right
And you can do me all night
So let’s start making it right--I’d like to make it tonight
When you say in my head, I’d like you naked instead
Why can’t we take this to bed
Take it to bed
(You’re) doing me in
You’re doing me in
As long as you do me, babe, I’ll do it again
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Butterfly Blues
04:57
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---Lyrics---
You came into this world like a flower
Eyes like petals, to catch all the sun
But you dried up from other cold breezes
They left you wilted, and it all came undone
At first your life, it seemed way too simple
A wink, a flash of a smile
But did someone step on your rose-colored glasses,
Or did you just get a little bored in a while?
Now this isn’t any fast-breaking news
You can take it how you choose
You may win or you may lose
Either way, get away from your butterfly blues
You say you’re ready for some transformation
Off these old rags you must shake
Oh, but glitter on the eye, and some stockings thigh-high are not enough
There’s more that it takes
You feel like you’ve barely been born
Still wet in the wings
Butterflies they have wings, but a bee also stings
If you stay sharp, honey, you’re gonna break all their hearts
Now you don’t have to be bitchy and mean
And you don’t have to run with a cynical scene
Just leave those drones staring into their phones
‘Cause your walk’s more conversation than their two-thumb masturbation
You’re finally out there, and it’s more than just what you wear
Your latitude attitude
But all that’s new will soon fade in a few
Time to strip your soul to the nude
You say, “Wait—I’ve only just gone through this!”
Is that your only excuse?
‘Cause the next flights departing, so you’d best just get on it
You’ve got what you’ve got, and it’s just best to flaunt it
So come on, Madame Butterfly
Don’t pine away over yesterday
The past was never that good, anyway
Stay colorful, not like the cold and grey
Now this isn’t any fast-breaking news
And you can take it how you choose
You may win or you may lose
Either way, get away from those butterfly blues
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All the Young Monkeys
04:21
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---Lyrics---
I don’t care if there’s even a chance
You keep your emotions tighter than you wear your pants
But all I want is to take you away from the noise of the girls and the boys
Get inside your glitter-wounded mind
So when you’re done having all your fun
Getting off and on the run
Just bring it on home
To little old me
Now your black leather coat makes you look like a mean old sarge
And your reflective shades, well they’re ridiculously large
But I only want you to be in charge
You can leave me at attention, at ease, or even make me march
So take your time, and have all your fun
With someone and another one, and another one
Just bring it on home
To lonely old me
Now you don’t see me losing my foolish mind
I’ll take this torture, I’ll take this torture of waiting
Waiting just to catch you on the fly
Now I can’t run in your social scenes
And the last time I saw you was on the cover of a magazine
You’d think I’d know what all of this means
Maybe my obsessiveness borders on the extreme, but
I’m not dumb—I know I’m not your only one
But who will be there when you’ve spent all your fun
Just bring your sweet loving back to little old me
Yeah, you know I’d scrub your floors on my hands and my knees
I’d buy you groceries and take-out Chinese
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Danger Road
02:52
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---Lyrics---
Behold a sweet machine
Yeah, you know what I mean
Don’t need to open the hood
To know you’re up to no good.
Danger, danger!
Danger Road
Say you don’t need no brakes
Safety you will forsake
You’re blowing all the traffic lights
Just like you’ve lost your sight
Danger, danger!
Danger Road
Still got your foot to the floor
Oh, I can’t take any more
See those candy lights in your rearview mirror
They won’t be making things any clearer
Danger, danger!
Danger Road
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