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Gunhill Road
03:34
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Temporary Tattoo
03:37
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There's a space on my upper arm
dedicated to a lady of special charm
I'm so proud of her, she's the one for me
That's why I put her name there for all to see
In my cutoff teeshirt, I'm styling
My baby's happy and she is smiling
She's one in a hundred she's quite a find
But what'll I do about the other ninety nine
I got a temporary tattoo
and it says Peggy Sue
and in a day or two
it may say Suzie Q
Marie Marie and Mary Lou
each has had their due
soon I'll be making room for you
on my temporary tattoo
Time after time I've been through it
Looked in the mirror and I drew it
Roll up my sleeve to give you a peek
Just might keep this one for a week
Romeo lover, I've been it
I got a little black book
with all the names in it
Who is next there's no telling
Just make sure I got the right spelling
I got a temporary tattoo
and it says Peggy Sue
and in a day or two
it may say Suzie Q
Marie Marie and Mary Lou
each has had their due
soon I'll be making room for you
on my temporary tattoo
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3. |
Your Lips
03:26
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4. |
Baptized In Rain
04:06
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A blade of grass under a tree
He looks up ands says,"That's what I want to be"
He spends his days reaching for the sky
He spends his nights dreaming he's that high
If he could, he would say
I don't know another way
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
A sound in my head like an oncoming train
Into this world a stranger I came
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
A little wheel with a heavy load
Takes a lot of turns on a long road
Sometimes he pushes sometimes he tows
But that road he's on is all he knows
If he could, he would say
I don't know another way
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
A sound in my head like an oncoming train
Into this world a stranger I came
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
A tiny star in the night
Can't outshine the moon, try as he might
The dawn has come, the sun it rose
The star fades away out of habit I suppose
If he could, he would say
I don't know another way
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
A sound in my head like an oncoming train
Into this world a stranger I came
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
Into this world a stranger I came
Anointed with fire, baptized in rain
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5. |
Whole Lotta Nothin'
02:55
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I want a fish on the line,
grapes on the vine
Shine at the still
and millet at the mill
I want a blond on each arm,
another on the farm
I've got hopes and dreams but all I get it seems is a whole lotta nothin'
Huffin' and a puffin'
Swearin' and a cussing' 'bout a whole lotta nothin'
I wanna pink Cadillac,
color TV in the back
I want a house on the hill
where I can eat my fill
I want a suit made by Nudie
A lot of rhinestones on my booty
A big Stetson hat, but instead of all that I get a whole lotta nothin'
Huffin' and a puffin'
Swearin' and a cussing' 'bout a whole lotta nothin'
In the long dark night
I seem to have lost sight
that all I'll ever need
I have already got
Now the sun's coming up
hot coffee in my cup
As it turns out all I was worrying about, it was a whole lotta nothing'
Huffin' and a puffin'
Swearin' and a cussing' 'bout a whole lotta nothin'
Huffin' and a puffin'
Swearin' and a cussing' 'bout a whole lotta nothin'
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6. |
Catch That Greyhound
04:15
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7. |
Better Than This
02:51
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8. |
Pretty Good Shape
02:48
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'm old enough to know better, too young to care
I've seen the worst and I', nine the worse for wear
Walked a thousand miles and my soles are wearing thin
I'm still in pretty good shape for the shape I'm in
My skin is showing through where there used to be hair
Other parts are fuzzy that used to be bare
Everyday there's a little more grey on my chin
I'm still in pretty good shape for the shape I'm in
Don't call me a cab I ain't ready to leave
I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve
I'm still in the game, not ready to fold, cause I'm
Too young, too young, too young to be old
I'm not fat but I'm not skinny no more
Everyday everything gets closer to the floor
I'm deaf in one ear and my eyesight's getting dim
I'm still in pretty good shape for the shape I'm in
Don't call me a cab I ain't ready to leave
I've still got a few tricks up my sleeve
I'm still in the game, not ready to fold, cause I'm
Too young, too young, too young to be old
I'm not fat but I'm not skinny no more
Everyday everything gets closer to the floor
Given the chance I'd do it all over again
I'm still in pretty good shape for the shape I'm in
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9. |
Down To New Orleans
05:02
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Dirty Water Dogs New York, New York
Dirty Water Dogs are somewhat of a roots rock supergroup, performing a unique mix of rollicking zydeco, blues, cajun, funk
and heartfelt originals.
With Neil Thomas on accordion/vocals, Homeboy Steve on guitar/vocals, Skip Ward (Tony Trishka, Phoebe Snow, Rosanne Cash) on bass/vocals and Bruce Martin (Tom Tom Club) on drums/vocals, Dirty Water Dogs are sure to d-d-d-d-do it !
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