1. |
59th Street
03:25
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When the rain came down on 59th Street
We were standing outside of the hotel
When the rain came down on 59th Street
I didn't mind, I didn't mind at all
We were good friends
when I told you I was feeling more
And you told me
you didn't feel the way I do
And the rain came down on 59th Street
I said I didn't mind, I didn't mind at all
Oh, I didn't mind at all
Oh, I didn't mind
I didn't mind at all
When you told me that
You didn't want me to fall for you
Nothing I could do
I said, last night was a ball
And I didn't mind at all
Got into a cab
A traffic jam, headed down the FDR
I opened up the windows and let the rain inside the car
And the driver he was nervous
He said he couldn't even see where we are
I said, I didn't mind at all
Oh, I didn't mind at all
Oh, I didn't mind, I didn't mind at all
When you told me that
You didn't want me
I said I didn't mind
I didn't mind at all
I said I didn't mind at all
I didn't mind
I said I didn't mind at all
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2. |
California
03:58
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I'm moving out to California
To find my place in the sun
Beneath the lemon trees
And I'm living on
Oranges and gasoline
Hummingbirds humming
Helicopters hovering
California
Will you take me in
To your soft brown hills
And tiger lily thrills
California
The palm trees
Look like spiders in a starry sky
They look as strange as I feel inside
And my suitcase is heavy
'cause I packed it full of childish lies
Nowhere left to run
California, here I come
California
Will you take me in
To your soft brown hills
Tiger lily thrills
California
I was born in a small town
Sunday schools
Grandfather pines
And Saturdays my mother
She didn't bother me
Making my mud pies
Under solitary skies
California
Will you take me in
To your soft brown hills
Tiger lily thrills
California
California
California
California
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3. |
Coney Island, U.S.A.
03:56
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Underneath the rhythm of the street
Underneath the taxis and the shuffling feet
I fell asleep
In the middle of the night
I went far, far, far away
From my destination
I missed my stop
I slept through Carroll Station
I went far, far away
To Coney Island, U.S.A.
I guess I had a little too much to drink
The champagne at St. Vincent's
My friend turned 84 and she said,
"It's too late now for me,
But it ain't too late for you."
Far, far, far away
From my destination
I missed my stop
I slept through Carroll Station
I went far, far away
To Coney Island, U.S.A.
The boardwalk was quiet
All the Russians were sleeping
I thought I saw a whale
Up through the sky
Its bloodshot eye upon me
Blinking through the fog
Well, maybe it was just a star
far away
Far, far away
From my destination
I missed my stop
I slept through Carroll Station
I went far, far away
To Coney Island, U.S.A.
U.S.A Coney Island, U.S.A.
Far away, far away
to Coney Island, U.S.A
Far away, far away to
Coney Island, U.S.A.
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4. |
Stranded
03:46
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I saw a buddha pull up in a limousine
Tip his fedora to the porno queen
She said, "Come on in, we're shootin' a scene."
This town is on the rocks
Looks like a painting by Hieronymous Bosch
All the souls are tied up in knots
Sometimes I think I'm gonna drown
Here we are
Here we are, the two of us
Honey, we're stranded, stranded
Here we are
In the thick of it all, it's good to be in your arms
It's good to be in your arms
I used to know a kid who wore his heart on his sleeve
A tattoo of the word "Sincerity"
In these days it don't mean a thing to want to mean anything
I think we better go and get our kicks
I hear they're tearing up old Route 66
Maybe I'll move back to the sticks
And listen to the trains roll by
Here we are, the two of us
Honey, we're stranded, stranded
Here we are
In the thick of it all, it's good to be in your arms
It's good to be in your arms
It's good to be in your arms
And I want to be in your arms
That's the only place I feel at home
And in this world that's grown so hard
I can feel it soften in your arms
I don't want to go through this life without you
Here, here we are, the two of us
Honey, we're stranded, stranded
Here we are
It's good to be in your arms
It's good
It's good
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5. |
The Devil and I
04:30
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6. |
Dollar Lake
02:34
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Drop me off at Dollar Lake
I do not have a penny
My baby left
He took all my money
Drop me off at Dollar Lake
Mister, if you're going by there
He broke my heart
Made a mess of my affairs
A little long in the teeth
He was short on cash
I'd do anything now to get my baby back
Gone off he gonna have his way
Left me holding the bill to pay
I gotta reach the shore of a better place
Some place maybe I can still save face
Dollar Lake
Drop me off at Dollar Lake
I bought him a car then he drove
To see the long distance lover
He was calling on the telephone
Why did he make me so happy
He showed me such a beautiful time
I looked the other way
as he robbed me blind
A little long in the teeth
He was short on cash
I'd do anything to get my baby back
Gone off he gonna have his way
Left me holding the bill to pay
I gotta reach the shore of a better place
Some place maybe I can still save face
Dollar Lake
Long in the teeth
Short on cash
I'd do anything now
To get my sweet baby back
But he's gone off, Mister, to have his way
Left me holding the bill to pay
Dollar Lake
My baby left, took all my money
My baby left, took all my money
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7. |
On Second Thought
03:47
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I just gotta have your love
I gotta have it, honey, love
Just gotta know your every way
Hear your voice speak my name
Say you love me
On second thought
I'm better off without you
In my memory
You're sweeter and kind
Dreaming, it's better than the real thing
Sometimes
I just gotta see your face
I just gotta touch and taste every place
Nobody loved me like you did
Made me want to have a kid
Say you love me
On second thought
I'm better off without you
In my memory
You're sweeter and kind
Dreaming, it's better than the real thing
Sometimes
Sometimes I'm lost and thinking
I'm trying to keep my head on straight
And I'm all mixed up inside
Just when I think I'm over you
Something comes over me
And I'm convinced that love is real
Love is real
On second thought
I'm better off without you
In my memory
You're sweeter and kind
Dreaming better than the real thing
Dreaming better than the real thing
Dreaming better than the real thing
Sometimes
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8. |
Hold On
04:29
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Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Mama's coming
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Mama's coming
And she didn't forget you
When she was down in the pen
And she kept a picture of your
Little face taped over the bed
'Cause she loves you
And she needs you
And she misses you
More than you know
And in the state of California
Mama was weak
And mama used
But she loves you
And she needs you
And she misses you
More than you know
And in the state of California
Six months and she's out on parole
Hold on, mama's coming
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Mama's coming
And on your birthday
Singing to you
A bad connection
On a pay telephone
And she's gonna need
Something for the inside
Tomorrow she'll get clean
But tonight she's gotta get high
'Cause she loves you
And she needs you
And she misses you
More than you know
And in the state of California
Mama was weak
And mama used
But she loves you
And she needs you
And she misses you more than you know
And in the state of California
Six months and she's out on parole
Hold on, hold on mama's coming
How long is it gonna take
Minutes stack up like dirty plates
How long 'til you get yourself together
Would you make your daughter
wait at home, holding on
holding on forever
Cuz she loves you
And she needs you
And she misses you
More than you know
And in the state of California
Mama was weak
And mama used
But she loves you
And she needs you
And she miss you more than you know
In the state of California
Six months and she's out on parole
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on
Hold on (hold on)
Hold on (hold on)
Hold on (hold on)
Hold on (hold on)
Mama's coming
Mama's coming
Mama's coming
Hold on
Mama's coming
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9. |
Beautiful/Ugly
02:43
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She's beautiful when she's crying
And swearing like a sailor
She's lovely in your eyes
Ugly to a stranger
She doesn't wear the latest fashions
Hats do not become her
And when she takes her clothes off
She's hiding underneath the covers
She's beautiful when she's crying
And swearing like a sailor
She's lovely in your eyes
Ugly to a stranger
Ugly
to a stranger
But when you see her
She really sees you, too
And when you need her
She really knows how to
Drop the ball
But she's beautiful when she's crying
And swearing like a sailor
She's lovely in your eyes
Ugly now you're strangers
Strangers
You're strangers
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10. |
Love Is
05:04
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Who are these faces
With eyes that don't see me
Who are these faces
With mouths that never spoke my name
I'm looking for direction
But no finger points the way
As I walk through my life alone
I wonder why the people say
Love is where you find it
It's every place that you go
Love is where you find it
All along the road
So I went out walking
But I haven't found my lover yet
I've been walking in the rain this evening
And all I got was wet
Love is where you find it
It's every place that you been
Love is where you find it
You do every single thing that you can
Keep your head up, honey
Your mother was a caring stranger's hand
And you can take your soul
and worn out soul
And walk into the promised land
Love is where you find it
It's under the still night tree
Love is where you find it
In a wilderness of silver leaves
Heaven take me skyward
I gotta go dig my roots in the air
Speed this song to heaven
Don't let it fall on no deaf ear
Love is where you find it
It's every place that you go
Love is where you find it
All along the road
So I've been out walking
But I haven't found my lover yet
And I've been walking in the rain
all evening
All I got was wet
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11. |
Lakeville
03:01
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There is a place
At the end of the road
Honeysuckle grows
And lilac breezes blow
And when you go
The moonlight overflows
It shines on the lakes
The shimmering lakes of old
Lakeville my pretty little town
Where nothing really ever happens
I wish I could go home now
There is a grove
Of trees green and gold
Sunlight glows
On a path to the water's edge
And when I roam
It's good to be alone
And float all around
In a light blue canoe
Lakeville my pretty little town
where nothing really ever happens
I wish I could go home now
Lakeville, I'm lost and I'm found
Where nothing really ever happens
Nothing ever happens
Nothing really ever happens
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