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Je ne suis pas amoureuse
03:59
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2. |
Croiser les doigts
05:29
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3. |
De toutes les couleurs
03:53
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4. |
Comment leur dire ...
03:25
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À vous
04:32
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Don't stop me now
04:59
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don't let go
don't stop me now, let the wee hours rise
into winter light and impossible pride
lo and behold
three seasons of trouble and all for us
it's our own little country with anthems and flags and one crazy cop
did we take too much?
I still feel alive, I still want to stay
that's the law above all laws today
coming down a mountain of cocaine
smoking in bed, oh boy
they don't know
they don't know the joy
break us both
hang me with my rivals, let me measure a night
without you, let the sun come rising
and tell me no
I'm afraid but my mother raised me right
and my father did his part and I must admit
so did my first wife
how will we know
which burden to bury, which promise to break
by the side of the road when we're too far away?
how will we know?
I don't care, I'm loyal to our nest of crumbs
short sharp breath, my whole body bent to a harvest
I never thought would come
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I left a little blood and all my friends behind
but I don't think I'll turn around
I brought two bow ties, I don't know why
I been kicked out the bottom of a bucket of grief
been promised ruination but I'm still sweet
oh, darling, I'm a good old dog
let me struggle beside you all day long
let us be lovely now and as long as we want
let us belong
why seek relief? I'm honored and ardent
and I got a table at the hop to haunt
and if I'm too weak to wink and thus outbid
send me two cheap beers and a plate of chopped squid
oh, darling, I'm the last of the great gourmets
but that don't mean a thing when you're away
it's a legitimate thrill running up that hill
but those little fish just won't bite
because that's my job
and I do it right
I woke up jealous, I woke up rich
I dodged a bullet, I was unkind
but I won't be ruled b whatever you had to do to get on out of that ditch
let your heart spill static on a pale sky
there's no kind of shelter and the ink's run dry
oh, doctor, there is no cure
it's a good life
but it sure ain't pure
it's a good life
but it sure ain't pure
oh, tell me, tell me everything
let us speak of desire
no! let us sing!
oh, doctor, there is no cure
it's a good life
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8. |
When I'm gone
03:16
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you're gonna miss me by my walk
you're gonna miss be by my everyday talk
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
you're gonna look and I won't be here
you're gonna wish that I was near
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
when I'm gone
when I'm gone to come no more
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
you're gonna miss that roasting bird
and all the sad songs that you heard
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
you're gonna miss that modern dance
you'll miss the pinstripe in my pants
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
when I'm gone
when I'm gone to dance no more
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
you're gonna miss those drawn down days
of red brick, whiskey and French pomade
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
you're gonna miss that one sweet kiss
you're gonna wonder what else you missed
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
when I'm gone
when I'm gone to kiss no more
oh, you're gonna miss me when I'm gone
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9. |
In town with a capital T
01:59
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You once named a city so maybe you'll be there
standing in a doorway braiding your brown hair
call my name and it can't get better
you're fine as a diamond sewn on a sweater
what kind of folks just wave a flag
anthems are for cops and t-boning d-bags
we'll be the platinum pompadours
digging our heels down a bonemother's floor
I don't know how you'll sleep
when I'm in town with a capital T
it might be love, fanatical, fearsome
or just plain genius, crafty and queersome
is it weird to wonder who
looks at me like I look at you?
rusty wheels roll me to heaven
tilt that piano and peel me a lemon
I might never say it but maybe you'll know it
what's worse than a horn that wilts when you blow it?
I don't know how you'll sleep
when I'm in town with a capital T
where you gonna be when it gets dark
rowing out to where the water's deep
where you gonna be when it gets dark
nearer, my god, to thee
when I'm in town with a capital T
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I saw you in my dream
my comrade making coffee, singing something sweet
I saw you and i woke as a pale day rose
your little tune ringing out like something holy
you won't be home for a long time
you won't be home for a long time
are you veiled in wind or a foreign sound?
have you gone too far to turn around?
our friends are getting married
I got myself a new tattoo
and when the sun sets in my city
another world rises up around you
sometimes I feel it when I close my eyes
sometimes it's there when I close my eyes
something sweet on the wind, just a little sign
that you're alright, that fate's been kind
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