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Summer Day
03:26
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Splendid afternoon
a perfect summer day
Do believe it’s time
for some croquet
On this perfect summer day
Take a walk down to the pond
looking for the swimming hole
The food is on the grill
who brought the fishing pole
On this perfect summer day
Sunshine every day
Shades of green, and butterflies
cool northern breeze
Lying on a sunny beach
taking time for me
On this perfect summer day
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2. |
What I Want
03:38
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I want a whole lot of cars that are expensive to drive
people who love me so I don’t mind dying
A grand piano in my living room
and somebody gonna love me when it’s out of tune
That’s what I want
I wanna turn on the radio and hear my song
I’d like to know when I’m right or wrong
I’d play the ponies and I’ll always win
When it’s raining outside you better let me in
That’s what I want
I want to open up my head and let the world come in
I’d like to do some things all over again
When I got all the things I think I need
Let it all fall to pieces and I’ll finally be free
That’s what I want
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3. |
Dad
03:29
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Dad, I think she wants to kiss me,
think she wants to kiss me tonight
My dad never had nothing good to say
about the women in his life
Between the acts of contrition and sins of omission
you could cut the silence with a knife
He said, “I can’t stand your mother—she drives me crazy.
Never home and she thinks I’m lazy.
She loves the church, she loves her sisters . . . man, I’d like to leave her, mister.”
Dad, I think she wants to kiss me,
I think she wants to kiss me tonight
I like the way she looks at me
I even like the way she holds my hand
We talk about so many things
Dad, I wish you could understand
Dad, I think she wants to kiss me,
I think she wants to kiss me tonight
When push came to shove, I guess there was love
At least that’s what their friends like to say
Your house is not a home, your home is a jail
Whatcha gonna do when you’re old and frail, good night
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4. |
Muhammed Ali
05:00
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Who am I?
You are the greatest!
What’s my name?
Muhammed Ali!
You won’t see it, when it comes from outer space
The taste of leather, as it smacks you in your face
He can taunt you, he can hurt you at will
This man of Islam, he refused to kill
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Cassius Clay became Muhammed Ali
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5. |
Uncle Jack
04:25
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Uncle Jack is right
Uncle Jack is right
Half a brain, no need to explain
Uncle Jack is right
My Uncle Jack, he sees things
From a different point of view
He says when your time has come, the choice is up to you
I do not see, because I choose not to see
And if I could see, I would see, I would see
My Uncle Jack was right
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6. |
Ambition
03:24
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I tried to call you but you know your line was busy
I tried to write you but my pen was out of ink
And I tried to find you but I don’t know where I’m looking
I keep on wishing I had ambition
To just get you out of my life
I tried to please you but you know that isn’t easy
And I tried to change you but I don’t know what I want
And I tried to leave you but I don’t know where I’m going
I keep on wishing I had ambition
To just get you out of my life
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7. |
Bigger Party
03:45
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I work twenty-four hours a day, go home, and sit in front of my TV set
And let that blue cathode ray hit me right in the old third eye
It asks me this question: “Do you know the difference between Concept and Experience?”
I say, “No, I’m just looking for a bigger party.”
Looking for a bigger party
I like going to the county fair and visiting my friend
Her name is Zelda
And she likes to read my palm
I gave Zelda fifteen dollars, and she took one look and said, “This is too big a job for me. You’re just looking for a bigger party.”
How’d you know?
I got dust in my head, I got dust under my bed, I got dust on my window shade
I’m just looking for a bigger party
Sometimes thoughts go in and they don’t come out
They just go round and round and round
I’m just looking for a bigger party
Excuse me while I go slip into something more comfortable
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8. |
Fortune Cookie
05:21
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Fortune cookie, what’s your lucky number?
Fortune cookie, tell me what to do
Fortune cookie, I can’t read my lover
Fortune cookie, I am counting on you
Fortune cookie, i just read your message
And I can’t tell just what you’re trying to say
Fortune cookie, I need an answer
I need a good one
Can’t go on unless you show me the way
She’s so sweet, and I’m so sour
Fortune cookie, I had such a nice dinner
You know she kissed me right before she went in
Fortune cookie, I will talk to you later
I don’t think that I’ll ever need a fortune again
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9. |
Hot Potatoes
04:16
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I love those hot potatoes
I love them any size
I love those hot potatoes
I love them boiled, baked, or fried
Sour cream and butter
Chives on the side
I’m telling you people
Those taters got eyes
Whipped up to a big white cloud
Hamburg gravy on high
I’m going back for seconds
Ain’t no need to tell you why
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10. |
Jilted
03:40
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Jilted again on Mardi Gras Day
It’s not really true but you feel that way
’Cause you’re locked in the house with nothing to do
Does this kind of thing always happen to you?
Out for a drink with the big daddy-o
Did we forget? I don’t know. Come on—let’s go.
Meanwhile, back at the Pancake Hotel
Annabelle G’s getting madder than hell
I’m really sorry, Anne, I know it’s not right
Kinda forgot you in the heat of the night
I think about you when I feel this way
Locked in my house on Mardi Gras Day
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High-Tech Toys
03:15
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Wrap your love around me like a hotdog bun
Come on, sugar, let’s have some fun
Got a hole in my heart, another in my shoe
One’s filled with gum, and the other’s filled with you
Girls lovin’ girls and boys lovin’ boys
Teeny-weeny babies and high-tech toys
Thorns among the roses, laughter among tears
Tiny child is waiting in all those years
Time stands for no one, not for you or me
Water, water, water, water rushes to the sea
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