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All I Want
03:53
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I feel a little ill at ease
With how you've been treating me
I'm not some kind of disease
For you to cure, oh baby
I wake up at seven a.m.
And you're gone out the door again
And when you come back
You can't even say one kind word
And I don't want flowers or fancy things
I gave up on a diamond ring
All I want
I just want a little pat on the back from you
Not another little subtle attack from you
I just want a little something
To show me that you care whether I live or die
All I want
For you to treat me with a little respect
Not like a big pain in the neck
All I want is tell me it's alright
I feel kind of furious
and you're not even curious
You're way too oblivious
where I'm concerned, oh darling
You turn to me at night
Like you think everything's alright
And it is til we turn on the light
And real life returns
And I don't want flowers or fancy things
I gave up on a diamond ring
All I want
I just want a little hug and a kiss from you
Not a list of things I didn't do
I just want a little something
To show me that you care whether I live or die
All I want
For you to tell me that you're liking the dress I'm in
Not criticize me cause my life is a mess again
All I want is tell me it's alright
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Summertime in `83
The year that we made history
But didn't have the energy
To tell a soul 'cept you and you and me
Selling off Fiesta plates
Ate loaves of bread but gained no weight
From pecan waffles on the roof
The summer of my wasted youth
Summertime in '83
The last time I took LSD
But listening to Patsy Cline
And Skeeter David really blew my mind
Played the boombox in the courtyard
Never used a credit card
Still took a trip by Greyhound bus
The summer I believed in us
Pushed plaster cows down city streets
Wore thrift store skirts with little pleats
Smoked pot and sat around all day
Bought a guitar but didn't try to play
Summertime in '83
I didn't need a j-o-b
Cause unemployment kept me free
To study country harmony
And find somebody with a car
Drink cheap beer in the Polish bar
Take photos in the photo booth
The summer of my wasted youth
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3. |
Raising The Bar
03:01
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4. |
What I Need
03:55
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Timmy's in the tub taking too much time
Mary's on the couch with a nursery rhyme
Who's that man knocking at the door?
We've never seen him before
We're not tired can we stay up late
Timmy's stomach aches from something he ate
Better sit down in the rocking chair
Gotta get the gum outta Mary's hair
Sometimes it's so hard to be alone
What I need
What I need
What I need
For you to disappear
But still be here
When he goes home
I was a kid when I married your dad
Things were good, then things went bad
Now Timmy's having fits cause his homework's wet
Mary just screams til her needs get met
The place is quiet, now it's twenty past ten
There's laundry on the bed let's sit in the den
Gee it's real nice to kiss your mouth
But this doesn't feel right
Could you sleep on the couch?
Sometimes it's so hard to be alone
What I need
What I need
What I need
For you to disappear
But still be here
When he goes home
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He was playing on his old piano
A little New Orleans, outside the snow was falling
Two months to Mardi Gras, it's seventeen in Buffalo
Professor Longhair, can't you hear me calling?
I've been so sick and sad
I miss my mom, I lost my dad
My life's a soap opera, it's totally appalling
I wanna drive and drink, don't like the thoughts that I think
Professor Longhair, can't you hear me calling?
Maybe there's a place where I can go
Somewhere to make it all make sense
I'll find to feed the dogs
And jump the fence
Doing t'ai chi in the morning
Doesn't seem to help me
I wanna dance but I'm not fit for crawling
I've been so lonely lately, even waitresses won't date me
Professor Longhair, can't you hear me calling?
I'm out of cigarettes
Oh God, I love tobacco
Can't get out of the car cause the engine's stalling
Need sex and sympathy, new moonlight on the meadow
Professor Longhair, can't you hear me calling?
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6. |
Dirty Bridge
03:37
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7. |
Ivory Tower
04:30
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8. |
20th Anniversary
04:13
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Twenty years ago
Midnight on the golf course
Your brought your friends
Cause you thought I was easy
I wanted your love
Like a girl wants her own horse
You were looking at the moon
Man, you didn't even see me
Where are you
On the 20th anniversary of my broken heart?
What's a girl to do
When she wants to be a woman
And she gets no help
Just a sinking feeling
With the little I knew
I couldn't see it coming
Like your skin turns brown
And then it all starts peeling
Where are you
On the 20th anniversary of my broken heart?
Now I'm sitting in the bar
Of an upscale hotel
In my old hometown
There's a guy next to me
38, 39
Too dark in here to really tell
I give him a smile
But he looks right through me
Where are you
On the 20th anniversary of my broken heart?
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9. |
For New Times' Sake
03:38
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10. |
Laboratory Of Love
04:57
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This is the last time that I try this
This is my final experiment
I no longer want to continue testing my emotions
But there's data I have not collected yet
When I see you there's a slight reaction
But of couse these monitors can lie
Nine times out of ten occurences of base attraction
Sophisticated intellects deny
I am not against the concept of romance
Reality is quite another tale
Hearts and flowers have their place
On tablecloths and bits of lace
Attempts at amour fou are doomed to fail
In my laboratory of love
Proving to myself the lack of the existence of
Laboratory of love
Laboratory of love
Would you kindly answer a few questions?
Strictly for the sake of argument
Were you to relax approximate to my location
Do you think said time would be well spent?
I admit I feel the urge to touch you
Probably a pre-programmed response
Surveys indicate our natural tendency to mate
Satifies the needs, negates the want
I cannot refute the role of mystery
Some things simply will not be explained
Chemistry does fascinate
The stroke of luck, the twist of fate
But a passive observer I remain
In my laboratory of love
Proving to myself the lack of the existence of
Laboratory of love
Laboratory of love
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11. |
As Is
03:09
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Some folks shop off the regular rack
Buy it, don't like it, they can take it back
We got to head for the rear of the store
Because we can't afford perfect anymore
As is, must go
Nobody has to know
As is, for less
Paying full price would be happiness
Some people dress in the latest of styles
Strut up and down the department store aisles
We make do with the dregs and the dross
Cost so cheap that the shop takes a loss
As is, must go
Nobody has to know
As is, for less
Paying full price would be happiness
How do we get so poor
Is this what we're working for?
Dreaming of merchandise
That hasn't been marked down...twice
See that shirt with the stain on the collar
Piece of crap but it’s only a dollar
Check out this sweater with unravelling edges
Just the thing for jumping off ledges
The lady is rich but she’s lacking in taste
All that Versace is really a waste
I’d wear the heck out of something so chic
Have to eat mac & cheese
For three months and a week
As is, must go
Nobody has to know
As is, for less
Paying full price would be happiness
As is, on sale
The budget must prevail
As is, for less
Paying full price would be happiness
As is
As is
As is
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12. |
Invisible
05:06
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Amy Rigby Catskill, New York
Amy Rigby has been writing, performing and recording her transcendent songs about everyday
life for over 30
years, first with bands Last Roundup & the Shams in NYC,
from 1996 solo debut Diary Of A Mod Housewife to The Old Guys (2018). She published her first book Girl To City last year.
“..one of the country’s best songwriters, with a mordant wit & keen eye for emotional detail.”
Chicago Reader
... more
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