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Don't Be Late
03:04
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Takin' a shower and not a bath
Fixin' a drink and drinkin' it quick
Got in a cab and not on a train
you said, "don't be late"
"don't be late"
"don't be late"
Made a prediction about the game
Made a commitment to pay today
A guy in a track suite yesterday
he said, "don't be late"
"don't be late"
"don't be late"
My baby says she can't take the pill
and i heard her say, "thou shall not kill"
but latex and zoloft don't mix well
so baby don't be late
don't be late
don't be late
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2. |
High Heel
03:10
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I can barely see it
but i can tell it's there
and it's floor to ceiling
with all the colors of a cautionary tale
Oh no you don't
you won't make a fool out of me
Oh no you don't
my girl made a man out of me
Now the paints are peelin'
but the money's there
Nothin' wrong with stealin'
when there are air conditioned summer homes in hell
Oh no you don't
you won't make a fool out of me
Oh no you don't
my girl made a man out of me
Oh no you don't
you won't make a fool out of me
Oh no you don't
my girl made a man out of me
my girl made a man out of me
my girl made a man out of me
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When in doubt, think of anything that you laughed about when you were sick
Now get something and write it down so you don't forget it when you lose your head
When you're comin' down, make apologies
When you get back up, please remember me
When you hear that sound, you'll know it's time to leave
Don't pretend to leave if you plan to stay
So you give it away for a little piece of a yesterday that you don't really need
for a little pay or a victory. what's the point of change if it feels the same?
When you're comin' down, make apologies
When you get back up, please remember me
When you hear that sound, you'll know it's time to leave
Don't pretend to leave if you plan to stay
All the stars that you can see
and all the oxygen between
don't believe what you believe
and won't be cryin' when you leave
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4. |
Tip Jar Frown
03:21
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When i'm done, you can have what i could not steal
Have yourself some fun but share some of your meals
Sometimes when i sleep, i lose all my teeth
Sometimes when i die, it's not a bad deal
Hey, friend you're not impressed
Can't make you proud with that empty chest
I can't make you leave but i can't stick around
So take another bow and clean up this mess
Make it funny, make it loud or make it intense
Make a little sense and make a lot of friends
I can't make the rounds; it's too big a town
But i can scream and shout with this tip jar frown
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5. |
Houston
03:25
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The shower head is in the bed
The clean up crew is new
I was just leavin'
I was just leavin'
The monkey bar just fell apart
The cones are not that bright
I was just leavin'
I was just leavin'
I was just tryin' to find the exit sign
before they lock the door
I don't want anymore
The bathrooms at the next door bar
are fine but there's a line
I was just leavin'
I was just leavin'
The plants inside have reached the top
but the neighbors called the cops
I was just leavin'
I was just leavin'
I was just tryin' to find the exit sign
before they lock the door
I don't want anymore
I don't want anymore
I don't want anymore
I was just tryin' to find the exit sign
before they lock the door
I don't want anymore
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theAems are Monica Azcárate Cuenca, Emily Holmes and Arthur Yoria
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