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Waminabamina
02:26
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Waminabamina
Music and Lyrics by Dana Austin
(c) Dana L. Austin, all rights reserved
I think that I am in love with you
I think that you are wanting me too
But I know that you could never be true
I been around
I think we could have buckets of fun
But I know that you just can't be the one
My friends say I should turn tail, run,
and never be found
Dangerous woman may I be so bold as to ask you to give me a chance
To show how a gentleman treats a fine lady to kindle a bit of romance
When we're together you're thinking
of nothin' but gettin' me outa my pants
Waminabaminathankinyamaminathinkinthatibettergo!
Chorus
Well there'll be times you'll wanna run around then suddenly miss me
And then you'll come back home and wanna kiss me
Haven't been true to me makin' a fool of me
baby the answer is no!
You say you need a man in your life
You say that I should make you my wife
But I know you go to bed with a knife
but not with a sheath
Ten, twelve, even a thousand or more
You say that you are not keeping score
Me, yeah, guess I've seen plenty before
But never with teeth
Huggin' & lovin' & cuddlin', kissin' & cooin' & fall in a heap
Sweaty, confused, and exhausted and maybe a little bit dirty and cheap
But one thing's for certain this isn't the bed or the place in which I'm gonna sleep
Waminabaminathankinyamaminathinkinthatibettergo!
(Chorus)
(Instrumental)
(Chorus)
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2. |
TomCat
03:03
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Tom Cat (anthropomorphism)
Music and lyrics written by Dana Austin
(c) Dana L. Austin, all rights reserved
Sometimes I wanna stay at home
Sometimes I just wanna stay at home
And then sometimes I wanna get it on
That's when I go out and I don't get back 'till dawn.
Refrain
Well I'm goin' out and I won't be home tonight
Well I'm goin' out and I won't be home tonight
Ma-ma-ma-ma-Mama Mea Culpa Mea Max
But suffer witch
Well I wanna rub some grit
Rough enough to scratch my itch
Well I'm goin' out and I won't be home tonight
Sometimes I wanna lie and sleep
Sometimes I just wanna lie and sleep
And then sometimes I wanna ball an' fight
That's when I go out and I don't get home that night.
(Refrain)
Sometimes I wanna sit and watch
Sometimes I just wanna sit and watch
And then sometimes I wanna run and hide
Aw but sometimes I gotta have decadence whoredom
And perpetrate capital crimes against boredom
to wit: commit ennui-icide!
(Refrain)
...so mama don't be lookin' for me
I'm goin' out and I won't be home tonight
Don't touch me, 'cause baby you're gonna get filthy!
I'm goin' out and I won't be home tonight, no!
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Just One Look
Music and Lyrics by Dana Austin
(c) Dana L. Austin all rights reserved
This tenderness
that touch on the cheek
our pristine dance
must be all that we seek
'cause how can we share
even part of a lie
so many other people
might be hurt if we try
Refrain
How can we be in love
when just one look can give us away
We shouldn't be in love
and we should never be alone
We aren't naive
temptation is strong
just turn and leave
and we'll do nothing wrong
Avoided in fact
yet memory clings
and I can't stop the thoughts of you
that each moment brings
(Refrain)
This tenderness
that touch on the cheek
our pristine dance
must be all that we seek
Yet deep in ourselves
we find that we long
to lose ourselves in someone
and not think...that it's wrong
(Refrain)
... shouldn't be in love
and we must never be alone again
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4. |
Still, Through It All...
03:16
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Still, Through It All...
Music and lyrics by Dana Austin
(c) Dana Austin, all rights reserved
Well I been dirty
And I been drunk
And I been torn from the arms of Jesus
But still, through it all...
Well I been beaten
And I been robbed
And I been torn from the arms of my family
But still, through it all...
Well this song's for the ones who never...
They always...
And this song it's for the times that we...
We really...
Didn't we?
And this song's for the very special...
That made me see:
That still, through it all...
Well I been...
And I been...
And I been torn from the breast of my mother
But still, through it all...
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5. |
Blow A Little Sunshine
02:16
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Blow A Little Sunshine
Music and Lyrics by Dana Austin
(c) Dana Austin all rights reserved
1st verse
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the country is in trouble
with fake news on the rise
impossible to learn the truth
each medium lies
and they control the message
so right before your eyes
less than half the nation's voters went
and won the big prize
chorus
------
(because they)
Blew a little sunshine up your
(ask 'em no more questions 'cause they'll)
blow a little shine up there
as far as they can
like Ollie North in eighty-seven
he was a peach
this verse won't end the way you think
it's too big a reach
2nd verse
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and then there were the Russians
but the facts never jibed
they didn't care who won the race
both sides had been bribed
well it must have been Ukranians
who flooded our aps
but with just a bit of quid pro quo
they stop all that..<stuff>
chorus
------
(and yes they)
blew a little sunshine up our
(as they quickly change the subject)
blew a little sunshine up our
but the Chinese
are known to hack the internet
with skill and with ease
and make our social media
a social disease
3rd verse
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hmm-hmm-we've got to grab the narrative
and fact-check their words
'cause now we know that what they say's
just piles of ...<stuff>
we'll exercise our right to vote
and clean up our House
the senate will be shut of each
despicable louse
chorus
------
(because they)
try to blow that sunshine up our
cracking coalition and then
blow a little sunshine up our
bummmm..bling class
and gone is Sarah Sanders
she was once on The View
and there she blew three kinds of sunshine
red. white. and. blue.
(We need to)
blow a little sunshine up their
whole....sale condescention
Blow a little sunshine up their (ending lick)
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6. |
Three Kinds Of Love
03:00
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Three Kinds of Love
Music and Lyrics by Dana Austin
(c) Dana Austin all rights reserved
Whenever I in any way need
a friend, a lover, or something above
You're always there waiting for me
with three kinds of love
At the start when it's special the order's important
like a key to a magical box
Philos, agape, then eros in order
opens the locks.
And I tell you that I love you as I've never loved before
and while you smile with your eyes closed lightly you
curl yourself against me tightly
We've just made love and I still want to kiss you
and hold you and hold you and hold you a while
When you leave the room I already miss you
but feel myself smile
Because you swear to me that you love me as you've never loved before
and while you smile with your eyes closed lightly you
curl yourself against me tightly
I dream it's the two of us
high on a mountain
a fireplace, a candle, and limitless time
to create our wonderful love
to express our wonderful love
to make our three kinds of love.
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212-555-8436
03:02
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212-555-8436
Music and Lyrics by Dana L. Austin
(c) Dana L. Austin, all rights reserved
V1
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Well you think that I'm not lookin' but I'm lookin' and I like what I see
And you know I can see you in the mirror lookin' right back at me
It's closing time, you sidle up
and flirt a bit (and lucky day!) you say you'll pick up my tab
and whichever way I'm goin's your way, too, so let's share a cab
Chorus
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(...please leave a message at the beep...)
Well hello it's me
I thought I'd call
and ask you How's Tricks?
Well if this is you
please call me back
212-555-eighy-four thirty-six
V2
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Well we're standin' on the corner and you're smiling as you look in my eyes
You put your finger to my lips and tell me silence doesn't tell lies
The cabbie starts the meter as you
put your arms around me and we kiss for 17 blocks.
We tumble from the cab without a word and open the locks
(chorus)
Bridge
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Well I get that we're not talkin'
I also get I won't get your name
But I find it shockin' the way we're interlockin'
The RPMs you're clockin' gonna leave me lame
V3
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Well you know that I am lookin' now I'm lookin' and I like what I see
And I can see you lookin' in my ceiling mirror right back at me
It's almost dawn on Sunday we still
haven't said a word and I'm face down, passed out on the floor
You write you number backward on my butt and slip out the door
(chorus)
Well you think that I'm not lookin' but I'm lookin'
Then you know that I am lookin' and I like what I see
And you know I can see you in the mirror lookin' right back at...
You can see me in the mirror
I can see you in the mirror lookin' back at me...
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8. |
I Can't Forget
03:20
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I Can't Forget
Music and lyrics written by Dana Austin
(c) Dana L. Austin, all rights reserved
I can't forget
the fire of that springtime
wildflowered hillsides
and lightning
and you
Became part of me
but I wasn't part of you
you were still waiting for
the one whom you love.
Refrain
And all the time
you wasted trying
to rise on the dream
of a love that wouldn't be
And all the time
spent crying
for the one whom you love
should have been time
spent with me.
I can't forget
the heat of that summer
the shimmer and glisten
sunshine
and you
While I held you close
held me far away
. . . come again another day . . .
(Refrain)
I can't forget
the smoke of that winter
high in my chimney
or deep in my glass
And the smell of your hand lingers
just past my fingertips
not mine to keep perhaps
but mine to recall
(Refrain)
...loved
should have been time
loving me.
(coda)
And all the time
I wasted trying
to run with the breeze
on the legs of a foal
You believed
you could soar with the wind
on the wings of your soul.
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