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Odd Boy Strange Girl
02:45
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Boy by the name of Jon, girl by the name of Girl
Odd boy, strange girl, Jon boy, girl Girl
Driving in the dark, driving in the dark
Odd boy, strange girl, Jon boy, girl Girl
Sleeping in the sand, sleeping in the sand
Boy sings girl a song, girl takes Jon to prom
Odd boy, strange girl, Jon boy, girl Girl
Both are tall and slim, both are tall and slim
Odd boy, strange girl, Jon boy, girl Girl
Sitting on the rock, sitting on the rock
Girl goes to Kazak, will Girl ever come back
Odd boy, strange girl, Jon boy, girl Girl
Jon buys an old blue van, and drives it far as he can
Strange girl... strange... Jon
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2. |
Ten Million Years
03:12
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Thank you heaven for this melody
Thank you stars for shining down on me
Thank you fire for burning my sins
Thank you salt and water, I dive and I cleanse
I know not my Lord, if we're the only ones
I'm a slave to their hearts, my daughter and son
And justice, I search for it still
We called them for help, but they came and they killed
I know not my Lord, if we're the only ones
But it hurts when there's love, and it hurts when there's none
It's been ten million years of man-to-man cruelty
Was it part of the plan, will it always be
I know not my Lord, if we're the only ones
I'm a slave to their hearts, my daughter and son
And justice, I search for it still
We called them for help, but they came and they killed
I know not my Lord, if we're the only ones
But it hurts when there's love, and it hurts when there's none
It's been ten million years of man-to-man cruelty
Was it part of the plan, will it always be
It's been ten million years, of man-to-man cruelty
Was it part of the plan, will it always be
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Vagabond
03:10
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I am a vagabond
Love child, gypsy woman
My mother was a hippie
Hitchhike to San Francisco
Jay Blue didn't know how to
Keep me about that country town
My chair was rocking steady
But I was never ready
I am a vagabond
Love child, gypsy woman
A stolen African, European
Native American
Rex White couldn't hold me tight enough
To keep me in that jungle
My bowl was filled with sugar
But I had to sail on further
I am a vagabond
Love child, gypsy woman
My pa was born on a train
Just arrived from Louisiana
Dean Black couldn't hold me back
In the bright lights of the city
I had to leave that home
Just like a rolling stone
I am a vagabond
Love child, gypsy woman
My mother was a hippie
Hitchhike to San Francisco
Jay Blue didn't know how to
Keep me about that country town
I had to leave that home
Just like a rolling stone
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With Guns [acoustic]
03:50
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Do I have to leave now
I don't know where I'll run to
One man fell down, he is nowhere around
Two men fell down, they are nowhere to be found
Two women fell down, someone tell me where they are now
That poor boy, how he laid on the ground
With guns, they shot him down
That poor boy, how he laid on the ground
With guns, they shot him down
I enjoyed your party
Stood beneath the palm tree
One man fell down, he is nowhere around
Two men fell down, they are nowhere to be found
Two women fell down, someone tell me where they are now
That poor boy, how he laid on the ground
With guns, they shot him down
That poor boy, how he laid on the ground
With guns, they shot him down
With guns, with guns, with guns, they shot him
And he lay, and he lay, and he lay down
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Dark Moon
03:23
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Without him I am a dark moon
Don't know where he's gone, hope he comes back soon
And we could talk about it and I will glow once again
I live on the fence, one side is loving him
The other, an institution for the unsound
Can't we talk about it
And I will climb my fence once again
I was a runaway
I ran from pain, from love into his arms
And no tear I shed, will make him need me like I need him
All his compassion is gone
It's in my teeth I'm still incomplete
Make him hold on to me, hold
Make him, make him hold on
Without him I am a dark moon
Don't know where he's gone, hope he comes back soon
And we could talk about it and I will glow once again
All his compassion is gone
It's in my teeth I'm still incomplete
Make him hold on to me, hold on
Make him, make him, make him
Hold on, hold on, hold on
Without him I am a dark moon
Don't know where he's gone, hope he comes back soon
And we could talk about it and I will glow once again
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Honey Love
02:38
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Glory glory glory in you
Is the glory in me
What's a runaway like me to do
You don't want me
No, it's not true
I know that you're gonna miss me
You lost track, you were too busy
So long you sucker, soon you're gonna learn
Not every sea, has pearls in it
Not every bird, has a song to sing
Not every girl, could give good, old-fashioned, honey love
Mercy mercy mercy mercy me
A little mercy for you
What's a bad luck girl like me to do
You don't love me
No, it's not true
I know that you're gonna miss me
You lost track, you were too busy
So long you sucker, soon you're gonna learn learn learn
Not every sea, has pearls in it
Not every bird, has a song to sing
Not every girl, could give good, old-fashioned, honey love
Not every girl, could give brown sugar, cocoa butter, caramel kisses
You're gonna miss your, you're gonna miss your
You're gonna miss your, love, honey, love honey
Not every girl, could give brown sugar, cocoa butter, caramel kisses
You're gonna miss, you're gonna miss, you're gonna miss me
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Colleen Lovejoy Los Angeles, California
I release music and music releases me.
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