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Chartreuse Skirt #1
01:46
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I think of you in your chartreuse skirt, yeah
I think of you and the moves you pulled on me
I think of all the boys that you hurt
I think of all the boys you made feel good
Now you maintain those were your drinking days so
Now you maintain to protect your shagging ways so
You've got your shit together, yeah
In your flared out capri slacks uh-huh
So long
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Well, it’s over now
And it’s over over it’s true
Though you’re sitting in the sunshine
Oh, you’re feeling so blue
With your money and your papers
And your tickets you see right through
You know you’ve got to get back home
Where they love you
And they’ll always take you back
Regardless of how much you’re drinking
Or even if you’re shooting smack
With your hands in your pockets
And your eyes on the ceiling it’s true
You know, I can’t be your friend because
Of your regrets and you live your life that way
And you’re so blue I can’t regret anything I haven’t said
To you,
Oh, this morning. Oh, you know you’re special
It’s true it’s true I can’t stay away
From the good love, and the good times that you gave
And I’ll come back and I’ll beg you for them
Like an animal in a cage
With my hands tied behind my back
And a leash around my neck
It’s so hard when you’re alone
In this world
And there’s nobody to love you
You wanna have a child to come in
And grab your arms and say
“I’ve got the flu
O! Daddy, can you help me while I throw up?”
I’ll throw, I’ll throw I’ll throw right up
‘Cause I love you more than you imagine
And I would give you everything
I’d even hold down a regular job
With 40 effin’ hours
And you’re already craving your lunch
It’s only half past ten
In the day, we used to
We’d hang around
With everyone doing any thing all day just for fun
But we’re older now it’s true
You’re older and I can see right I see right Right through you
Through you
Through you
Well, I got my x-ray glasses on
And I’m looking at your soul
And there’s a hole
There’s a hole in your soul
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these are the lyrics more or less in refined form
Well, it’s over now
And it’s over over it’s true
Though you’re sitting in the sunshine
Oh, you’re feeling so blue
With your money and your papers
And your tickets you see right through
You know you’ve got to get back home
Where they love you
And they’ll always take you back
Regardless of how much you’re drinking
Or even if you’re shooting smack
With your hands in your pockets
And your eyes on the ceiling it’s true
You know, I can’t be your friend because
Of your regrets and you live your life that way
And you’re so blue I can’t regret anything I haven’t said
To you,
Oh, this morning. Oh, you know you’re special
It’s true it’s true I can’t stay away
From the good love, and the good times that you gave
And I’ll come back and I’ll beg you for them
Like an animal in a cage
With my hands tied behind my back
And a leash around my neck
It’s so hard when you’re alone
In this world
And there’s nobody to love you
You wanna have a child to come in
And grab your arms and say
“I’ve got the flu
O! Daddy, can you help me while I throw up?”
I’ll throw, I’ll throw I’ll throw right up
‘Cause I love you more than you imagine
And I would give you everything
I’d even hold down a regular job
With 40 effin’ hours
And you’re already craving your lunch
It’s only half past ten
In the day, we used to
We’d hang around
With everyone doing any thing all day just for fun
But we’re older now it’s true
You’re older and I can see right I see right Right through you
Through you
Through you
Well, I got my x-ray glasses on
And I’m looking at your soul
And there’s a hole
There’s a hole in your soul
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I'm a Big Believer
03:23
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Im a big believer in pretty flowers
I'm a big believer in sun showers
I'm a big believer in you
won't you be
a big believer in me
hang me out to dry and I
will through you under, say,
under the bus.
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Why am I so sad?
In the upper outer angle of the orbit
they are two and lord how they are suffering
they have made a place for themselves where they can
make manifest all the sadness that you possess
Why am I so sad
Why am I lachrymal
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Faux Jean San Diego, California
Faux Jean is singer-songwriter from Duluth Minnesota who currently resides near the border of Mexico. He is kind of a stay- at-home dad slash dilettante coming out of hibernation and releasing music with greater frequency as time speeds up. Faux Jean cut his teeth in the fertile Minneapolis music scene in the early aughts before settling down to family life. He likes to draw and dance and and and!! ... more
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This is just cool art.
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This song "Lady Thimble" I heard on WFMU and was kinda like whoa.
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My old band Steel Shank opened for this Canadian duo at the Uptown Bar in Minneapolis back in '96, we swapped CDs. I've listened to these songs and luxuriated in their harmonies a thousand times.*****
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