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Boyfriend's Dead
01:45
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Ann’s up late
sewing in the basement
she met Davy
at the gas station
for cigarettes and restroom sex
a desperate boy’s a teenage hex
you really oughtn't talk so much
can’t lock my lips if you swallow the key babe
lazy davy pumpkin-brain he
couldn’t seem to entertain me
your boyfriend's dead
so what, so what, so what
boyfriend's dead
so what, so what, so what
ya stitched his head
to what, to what, to woah-oh-oh
to a scarecrow
watch his hair grow!
oh-woah-oh-woah-oh-woah-oh
Ann’s up late
digging in the garden
boyfriends face
on her milk carton
who’s to say what’s dead today
won’t blossom into sweet bouquets
now Davy he don't talk too much
yeah could you spin a little straw for me babe
raggedy Ann don’t need no man
just a burlap boy to hold my hand
your boyfriend's dead
so what, so what, so what
boyfriend's dead
so what, so what, so what
ya stitched his head
to what, to what, to woah-oh-oh
to a scarecrow
watch his hair grow!
your boyfriend's dead so jump on outta bed
oh-a-woah-oh, oh-a-woah-oh
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2. |
Watercolor Boy
02:26
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leaves turn raincoat yellow
on a weeping willow
bleeds into the streets below
maybe she'll say hello
she sees a boy she don't know
in the back of a shady cafe
everyday
watercolor boy
color me surprised
watercolor boy
he don’t need no turpentine no
he don’t need no water he'll just cry
vermillion cheeks
of a blushing bride
bleed into bleak
northwestern skies
she doesn’t have to speak
she wouldn’t know what to say
anyway
watercolor boy
color me surprised
watercolor boy
he don’t need no turpentine no
he don’t need no water he'll just cry
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3. |
She's So Lackadaisical
02:38
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I like your stack of books
you oughta read em hey
like your lazy looks
when they’re cast my way
I think I like it here
wish I could stay a while
I’d love to love you dear
but thats just not your style
she’s so
lackadaisical
leave all the kissing to me
and wet your lips on cherry
sundaes
when she ain’t seeing straight, oh no!
leave me a little rope
and wet your lips on cherry coke
sorry homecoming gown
still wrapped in polythene
stayed home for Charlie Brown’s
great pumpkin Halloween
walk by her parents home
a midnight tryst we keep
but when I cast my stone
she’d fallen fast asleep
she’s so
lackadaisical
leave all the kissing to me
and wet your lips on cherry
sundaes
when she ain’t seeing straight, oh no!
leave me a little rope
and wet your lips on cherry
yeah wet your lips on cherry
wet your lips on ch-ch-ch-ch-cherry coke
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4. |
Didi's Diary
01:38
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I read didi’s diary
her calico cat was staring right at me
her locket held the key
to unlock what no boy should see
I read didi’s diary
she dot’s her i’s with hearts and crosses all her t’s
if ya turn the page beware
or a curse your soul should bear
but a looksy shouldn’t count
do you hear that little sound?
didi comes running up the stairs
with blueberry pancakes and chocolate eclairs
my heart starts thumping I say my prayers
i know its bad but i don’t care
cause
I read didi’s diary
she said she was in love with me
I knew she could tell
that I fell for her lovers spell
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5. |
Sunflowers
01:45
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lets form a plan
sock it to the beat of a brand new sound
shoestring to can
this kind of feeling gets around
feeling gets around
in this sleepy town
come lay across my big white bed
in your mama’s wedding gown
sunflower under sod
fear of god, fear of god
white flour on black jeans
tear the seams, tear the seams
raspberry jam
on sourdough with lox and smear
lets kick the can
on down the road another year
there goes another year
come whisper in my ear
I’d rather die than make my bed
you were always so severe
sunflower under sod
fear of god, fear of god
white flour on black jeans
tear the seams, tear the seams
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6. |
Hay Ride
02:11
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humbug
a heart black with blood
in a toolbox rusted tight
with some pinewood and knife
this sad old
boltcutter wino’s
gotta belly full tonight
and it makes me feel alright
well I stumble down
through the corn into town
drunk in the carnival light
well bobbing for apples
ain’t no fun when it’s freezing
I’ll shiver on the hay ride
humdrum
cauldron
if the lard don’t kill the lye
place a penny on my eye
this sad old
boltcutter wino’s
gotta belly full tonight
and it makes me feel alright
well I stumble down
through the corn into town
drunk in the carnival light
well bobbing for apples
ain’t no fun when it’s freezing
I’ll shiver on the hay ride
well I stumble back
through a maze of hay stacks
to this mausoleum of mine
something seeps through the creaks
of the door while I’m sleeping
to kiss me a sour goodnight
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7. |
Man Thinks Woman
02:10
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man thinks woman when he talks to me
something not quite right
man thinks woman when he talks to me
something not quite right
I talk to man and look round
danced a rolling sea
I talk to man and look round
danced a rolling sea
the world is a wave tossing back
whatever I throw in
the world is a wave tossing back
whatever I throw in
man thinks woman when he talks to me
something not quite right
man thinks woman when he talks to me
something not quite right
something not quite right
there’s something wrong with me
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8. |
Ugly Duckling
02:01
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I surely would’ve seen ya
ya bedhead ballerina
I never thought of looking
for a pirouette so crooked
turn to face the world before you
turn away from mother’s warnings
turn the lights off i can see with my eyes shut
I hardly even knew ya
your notebook read Tallulah
now what’s the good of a secret
if you’re always gonna keep it, keep it
turn to face the world before you
turn away from mother’s warnings
turn the lights off i can see with my eyes shut
hey!
ugly duckling
twenty something
you wring my heart just doing nothing
lay my head on
twenty featherbeds
can’t sleep a wink over what she said
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