1. |
NY Girls
02:26
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All these NY girls don't give me the time of day
no matter what I say
I'm just standing in their way
so I'm packing it all back in my car and I'm driving to LA
'cause none of these girls are giving me the time of day
They're out walking everywhere it seems
with a style right from my dreams
tell me:
why oh why
do I fall in love when they pass me by?
I don't want to be a part of it
I'm leaving today
'cause NY girls don't give me the time of day
no matter what I say
I'm just standing in their way
so I'm packing it all back in my car and I'm driving to LA
'cause none of these girls are giving me the time of day
well NY girls don't give me the time of day
no matter what I say
I'm just standing in their way
so I'm packing it all back in my car and I'm driving to LA
far, far, far away
from these NY girls
all these NY girls
beautiful NY girls
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2. |
Lake Mary
03:29
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Leave tonight with your makeup on
car's parked outside, the door's unlocked
you know my name
Hell it's winter but it ain't cold
these streets are dead, my luck's been sold
nothing's the same
anymore
hey hey
But I feel just like a man
without an ounce of worry in my blood
and baby you good tonight
as we drive into the headlights of them passing cars
don't you?
hey hey
They'll never know
They'll never find me
so lay your seat back
hey hey…
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3. |
Into The Night
03:01
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John came home half past three
his bride sleeping
This life it ain't for me
I think I'm leaving
And he rode on
chasing his old self
along
into the night
Johnny left home at age sixteen
his ma crying
"your life was all that kept
this heart from dying"
But he rode on
chasing his grown self
along
into the night
She sold that house in '83
I ain't lying
said she got no other choice
but to keep on trying
Well she rode on
chasing her own self
along
into the night
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4. |
Christmas In Los Angeles
02:44
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Palm trees are swaying
Crosby's playing over the pier
And all the actors are leaving
calling in another year
Well tonight I'm gonna cover the apartment with lights
and put a star on the TV
it's a Christmas in Los Angeles for me
Dogs wear sweaters in Ferrari's with antlers
on the 405
and everybody's out shopping
especially on Rodeo Drive
No, you don't need snow
to feel that glow
as far as I can see
it's a Christmas in Los Angeles for me
Oh Santa Monica
I swear I've been good
there's just one wish
on my list
build a freeway to Hollywood
Sit by the fire and I'll sit by the sea
there's nowhere else that I'd rather be
it's a Christmas in Los Angeles for me
Oh it's a Christmas in Los Angeles
thank the lord I don't have to go to LAX
'cause it's a Christmas in Los Angeles for me
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5. |
Through With You
02:57
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Just one look
had me on your string
you got those eyes
that'll buy you anything
the years were long
but the money flew
and now I'm through
through with you
You were all I sought
all I could see
for a while, I thought
you thought the same of me
all the time I wasted
I didn't have a clue
but now I do
and I'm through with you
I do hope you find
the man for you
and he makes you smile
just like you want him to
and I hope he finds
a girl that'll smile too
when he's through
through with you
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6. |
I'm With You
04:09
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Step out on the ledge, I want to see you
I know it's late
I know it's cold
but no longer can I fight what's keeping me up at night
I'm scared
I'm getting old
This town is just what it's meant for
with those eyes, I know you see
they'll call it quaint, they'll call it Rome
they'll call it safe, they'll call it home
but not you and me
You know it's
true
oh yeah you do
Well I've known you for a while now
and for a while now, you've known me to
but what you want to feel
in that world you say is real
may be a little more than I can chew
But boy, you're getting me with them right words
just tell 'em to me one more time
if leaving here means you disappear
hell, can that be such a crime?
I know it's
true
oh yeah I do
'cause baby it's all true
as long as I'm with you
Oh my heart now it's still living
and these boots, they're still on my feet
I know I don't have all your answers
but I got one and it's parked out on the street
You hear that sound from the highway?
beneath these stars
they're calling out our names from across the yard
let's show 'em how we got these scars
I know it's true
oh yeah I do
(I do)
'cause baby it's all true
as long as I'm with you
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7. |
I Just Want To Go Home
02:03
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I just want to go home
if I could snap my fingers to my front door
take off my boots and throw 'em on the floor
I don't need 'em no more
I'm just
too tired
I know there's a night ahead
but honestly, I'd rather call it in instead
and lay my head in my nice warm bed
get me home
(everybody, everybody now)
I just want to go home
if I could snap my fingers to my front door
take off my boots and throw 'em on the floor
I don't need 'em no more
I'm just
too tired
I know there's a night ahead
but honestly I'd rather call it in instead
and lay my head in my nice warm bed
get me home
get me home
I just want to go home
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8. |
The Girl On The Stage
03:16
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I think I'm in love
with the girl on the stage
a bird inside of her cage
all that I see
like it's only for me
that she's singing
Oh how she moves
beneath the lights
I've been lonely for so many nights
but all I regret
she makes me forget
for a while
I think I'm in love
with the girl on the stage
a bird inside of her cage
all that I see
like it's only for me
that she's singing
Oh how she moves
beneath the lights
I've been lonely for so many nights
but all I regret
she makes me forget
for a while
Well I
think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
I think I'm in love
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