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IHOPPING
04:44
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Five in the morning, I climb in the shower. I get in my car, I'll be late an hour. I wake up doing ninety, policeman behind me, there's really no use, I won't be stopping.
IHOPPING, IHOPPING, I don't know why, I do what I do. IHOPPING, I HOPPING, I'll go to breakfast any day with you.
Your best friend works there, she takes care of us. We don't make a mess and we don't make a fuss. She's a hurricane, we're laughing and blushing. Her managers out back, he comes out hushing her. But that does not phase her, she's tuned like a laser on us. There's no topping her.
Cause we're IHOPPING, IHOPPING. We'll throw crayons at each other all day. IHOPPING, IHOPPING, I'm laughing so hard I can't think what to say. IHOPPING, IHOPPING There's nothing better than watching you smile. IHOPPING,IHOPPING. We don't know where to go so we'll stay here a while.
But she don't work here no more. She got kicked out the door. She'll be alright. Let's all go hang out tonight.
We go to the store, we're trying on clothes. I dig these, but I don't like those. We're screaming and laughing like a bunch of buffoons, we're like helium, in 200 balloons. There's no popping.
Cause we're IHOPPING, IHOPPING, Tell me when are we gonna do it again? IHOPPING, IHOPPING, When we're together the fun has no end. IHOPPING, IHOPPING, you know there's nothing we can't do. And we're IHOPPING, IHOPPING, until the next time I'm IHOPPING with you.
IHOPPING, IHOPPING, I don't know why I do the things I do.
IHOPPING, I HOPPING, I'll do breakfast any day with you.
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2. |
Duncan Likes Leather
02:32
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3. |
I Hate This Place
04:12
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It's a sunny day out and I'm driving around. The firefighters are out shaking everyone down. Guilt tripping at the intersection, threatening us with less protection. They say I might have to call them one day, but I bet if I did, they'd come anyway.
I fucking hate this place. I really hate this place. Can you see the look on my face? I really hate this place.
From Rivier, to poor poor pierre's, if you can find anything open past six it'd be rare. Alec's Shoe's shouldn't of moved. It was much more hip when it was down on the strip. And it's it's Ritzy time down in railroad square. You can catch the homeless passed out in their underwear, in those rainbow colored lawn chairs. And they're scaring kids and begging you down, and like the firefighters they're all over town.
I fucking hate this place. I really hate this place. I really hate this place. Can you see the look on my face? I really hate this.
I wish I was down there with you, after dark. Looking for a quiet place to sit, in Slater Park.
And there's prostitutes getting picked up down at the park and ride, by big loud trucks and short bearded guys. I'm rooting for one but don't know which side, and I bet i could get one if I really tried.
I fucking hate this place. I fucking hate this place. Can you see the look on my face?
OUTRO
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4. |
Just Like That
03:43
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Well she took my heart, then she gave it back. Just like that, just like that.
When I do myself in, when I'm all done. I'll go to Jaygees arcade, every game will played. I'll have hours of fun. Then I'll hand my fistful of tickets to some kid, the lonelinest one.
"Hey kid have you had any luck?" He says "no but I got one more buck. I see you've had some though. I've got my eye on that black guitar though. I'm gonna play this dollar right. If it takes me all damn night."
I said, "Hey man, do yourself a favor and get a lava lamp instead, spend the rest on airheads. I know I sound crazy, you think I'm crazy, don't ya? You'll get further with a home team hat."
And i handed him my winnings and walked away, just like that.
"But hey, anyway, I wanted to say, before I'n headed out the door. i don't need this tickets anymore. I cashed out long ago."
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5. |
Cumbies
05:13
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I don't have the money, to take you out honey. But if I did, we could be like kids.
Go out after dark, go running 'round in the park. We'd go to every store, wouldn't have to stay in no more.
We'd go play with the puppies, and make fun of the yuppies. I'll buy you a dress, and find me a sharp suit.
We'd go out on the town, we'd get up and tear it down.
And I'll love you all night, and early into the day.
And I'll make you breakfast in bed, or maybe at the table instead. Wouldn't want to make a mess all over your new dress.
And I'll look at you, and say, "let's do it again." And you'll look at me, and you'll say "when?"
Right now.
But I don't have the money, to take you out honey. Like the way I want to. Like the way you deserve. So I'll leave you be, far away from me, and I'll break apart, with my broken heart.
But I'll be back someday, and I hope and pray. That you'll be waiting for me.
When I have the money. To take you out honey. Cause if I did, we could be like kids.
Stay out after dark, go running 'round in the park. We'll go to every store, wouldn't have to stay in no more. No more.
We'll go play with the puppies, all of 'em. and make fun of the yuppies. And I'll buy you a dress, and you'll buy me a sharp suit.
We'll go out on the town, we'll get up and tear it down.
And I'll love you all night, and early into the day.
And I'll make you breakfast in bed, or maybe at the table instead. Wouldn't want to make a mess all over that new dress.
And I'll look at you, and say, "let's do it again." And you'll look at me, and you'll say "when?"
Right now.
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6. |
Expendable
01:02
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7. |
Anothr One
05:50
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They're shooting up Paris tonight, so much for the city of love. I probably will never go, but not because I'm scared. That's what stories are made of.
There is no one who can get me through tonight. But just enough rum and juice. I try to fix everything that's ever happened. But like me, it's not much use.
Another one of those nights. Where the neon light's on wherever I am. It's another one of those days where everyone's so up tight. Another one of those days, i just wish was one of those nights.
I wish I died two months ago, then I'd never have to know the heartbreak and lonliness, I'd only feel happiness. You're not here anymore, so what am I here for?
Another one of those nights, where the neon light's on wherever I am. Another one of those days, where everyone is so up tight. Another one of those long days I just wish, was one of those nights.
I wish it happened in New York, on Madison & E. 95th. She was in love, and so was I, now she's the only one I'd ever stay with. Ever since she's left, time's been a blur, and just...
Another one of those nights, where the neon light's on wherever I am. Another one of those days, every one is so up tight. Another one of those days, I just wish for once, was one of those nights.
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8. |
Very Much Help
01:08
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9. |
Heartbreak Palace
03:49
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Mandy's Funeral was today, what happened they would not exactly say. All of her ex-boyfriends went and told her dad, all the time they spent and how they loved her.
Her father could only nod his head, he could not speak through the pool of tears. So much pain for all those years, now his daughter's dead.
She was his, and his, and his and his true love and he was hers. But if only she knew when she was alive, she would've had for or five. But she never knew, and that's how she died.
And now the heartbreakers slink out to Heartbreak Palace in droves to atone. But they never gave a damn when she was alone, they never dared. And now, all they do, is care.
And now her Honda sits in the garage with the tires rotting. And the sorrow grows with no signs of stopping.
Her voicemail full of silence, her father resorts to domestic violence on himself. He lost his baby. And no amount of pills or therapy will help.
Mandy's friend's can't understand. But they accept that the brandy man can and slowly realize, no amount of brandy, can bring back Mandy.
Mandy's funeral was today, what happened they would not exactly say. All of her ex-boyfriends went and told her dad, all the time they spent and how they loved her.
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I'll Be Alright
01:53
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It's hard to listen to that song. it's hard, listening to that song. It's hard, I can't do it most days. It's a great one, but it reminds me of you.
It's hard to listen to that song. It's easy, it's not very long. It only reminds me of you, and all the things we used to do.
So much to say. You can go your own way.
I hope I can see you again someday.
You know you're not that far.
You can go your own way.
I just wish your way was in my car.
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12. |
Something Funny
00:27
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13. |
When I'm in your Room
05:13
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14. |
Yes Way Vacay
02:16
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15. |
Sucha
04:00
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I pissed myself again. It's not the first and won't be the last. but I'd rather not live in the future, or relive the past. It's all over the driver's seat. My life is now complete.
I'm sucha sucha.
Vomited in my car again. It's all over me. It's on my shirt and my suede shoes. Can't get over you.
I'm sucha sucha. You're sucha sucha. We're sucha suchas.
Nothing I do feels right. Wakes me up mornings, haunts me at night. I don't eat and I can't sleep. I don't laugh or smile, I just weep.
I'm sucha sucha.
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16. |
Like Shit
04:15
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17. |
I Know Jack
05:06
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I know jack, jack knows me, you couldn't ask for better company. Running 'round the dog park, in the cold winter sun. Sprinting down the beach, up and down we'd run.
Laying down in the backseat, chewing on a tasty treat.
SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER sometimes. But you and I wouldn't mind.
Him and I, him and I. You don't know how hard i'll try.
I hope someday I'll be back, hanging out with Jack.
Humping the bear, falling up the stairs, pee right on floor. When I wanted to be alone, he'd always drop his bones. Barking at the door, always wanting more.
We didn't always get along, we had our tougher times. When he wanted attention, like me he'd climb in bed and whine.
Hiding under the covers, the furniture his only lover. You'd mess with him and pick him up, he'd hate his mother.
When I got to your house, he'd run out to greet me too. The best welcome any stranger could have,
except for maybe you.
Him and I, him and I. I don't know how and I don't know why. It makes me want to cry. I don't know when I'll be back, hanging out with Jack.
Him and I, him and I. It makes me wanna laugh. The best friend anyone could ever have.
We'd leave him in the car, he was so good alone. I'd see how much you loved him, and want some of that for my own.
Passed out on the bed, right there on your head. He loves you more than anything. He can he bring you more joy than I could possibly sing.
I don't know when I'll be coming, but when I do you bet I'll be bringing snacks. If I come back, I'll be hanging out with Jack.
I don't know if I'll be coming back. I don't know if I'll be coming back. I don't know if I'll be coming back.
But if I do. I'll be hanging out with Jack.
I know Jack, Jack knows me. You couldn't ask for better company.
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18. |
Providence Girl
06:48
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I know, it's very late. I know I hurt you bad. But would you really say, I'm the worst you've had.
Let's not reinvent the wheel, there's only so many things you can feel.
I know now what I must do. But it doesn't make it feel any less worse.
It's okay, it's alright.
Make sure he holds you tight.
Make sure he stays up nights for you.
Make sure he's always good.
Make sure he gives you everything, I never could.
But remember,
I believe in you.
I believe in you.
I believe in you.
Yes I do.
I still can't believe, nobody's told you the things I said about you before.
I can't.
I won't.
I don't.
I don't.
So many mistakes. So much pain.
I'd lose everything tonight, if all I had was you to gain.
If you only knew, the way that I see you. You ask me to explain, it's all coursing through my veins but the words don't come.
If only I could play these strings the way I want them to sing.
If only I could play these strings, half as well as I want them to sing, you'd know it. You'd know it like I do.
Don't ask.
Don't ask
Providence Girl.
Wherever you go, whatever you do, whatever you choose. Whatever you choose, know that.
I believe in you.
I believe in you.
I believe in you.
Yes I do.
I believe in you.
I believe in you.
Yes I do.
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