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Rickie Lee Jones lyrics - Ghostyhead

Firewalker

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Julie got some ecstasy, she laid down on the steering wheel Love comes to the first thing love sees Love comes to the first thing that makes it real, makes it real Everybody's been hit, everybody's been hurt Everybody's been kicked, everybody's been dirt Everybody had to drive all night to reach L.A. in the morning light Try to lighten up, want to back you up But you just back down Julie got some brown girlfriend, got it for a coin Landlord threw her clothes out on the street in the tenderloin Everybody's been a dog, everybody's had to beg everybody's been a moth, Been a moth, when she woke up on her knees, everybody made her say please I was in a wild place where I go, I couldn't hear you Julie found gOd in a bus station and she liked it a lot You put your money in the basket that comes, you remember the first one that you bought Everybody starts out pure, starts out ridiculous, starts out beautiful nobody wants to be alone Out here I'm all on my own I try to lighten up, I always bear down, I want to back you up Julie found a sailor boy, sailed off to the deep blue sea So Firewalker you can walk on me, walk on me...

Party Over Here

ATMOSPHERE "Sad Clown Bad Fall #10"
Party over here, fuck you over there [x8] [Verse 1] And there she blows, slip into the bathroom Lock the door, sniffing like a vacuum And I know that it ain't nobodies business But last time she was in there for twenty minutes Her roommate Ruth sitting at that booth Sucking on that wine like she's gonna find the truth Just wait 'till her lips turn blood red She'll fall in love with whoever, 'nuff said And that's Johnson He's always on some agro frat bro gangsta stompin' Acts like he's the only white boy from Compton If real G's show up, the attitude is gone Jill forgot that they agreed no coke Cause Jacks on the couch passed out with his mouth open Led Zepplin, Stairway To Heaven Stay in step cause anyone can have a weapon Just like Chad, real white trash Short fuse quick to put his foot up your ass Heads up, that's his wife Rebecca And I advise you to try not to smile at her And lets all have deep conversation Alcohol and dialogue, perfect combination Throw in a cokehead or a pothead Just can't stop them thought provoking topics Look somebody puked in the fridge Ain't that great, it's where the beer lives The music's too loud to hear the fire alarm And I'ma set a fire if you don't change the song C'mon [Verse 3] Nothing but love Yeah there was a party, many people came through Standing on the wall, cause that's what I do Small-talk shot dialogue push snooze Defense mechon cause I got a lotta shoes (issues) The moment got stolen by a lady in red With a campaign slogan about the straight edge But her sentence is broken Her focus a fraction The ash on her Camels at an inch and a half And her voice starts to crack And her head starts to twitch And Ant looks at me like, "What's up with this bitch?" I can tell by the stains and the way she complains That pills ain't to blame and it ain't cocaine Shes had too, too, too much coffee [Verse 2] Nate must have drank a lot of Black Label Tryin' to play the Rottwieler under the table Now light another cigarette off of the stove Both ya'll drunk, which one of ya'll drove? These people need to stay off the sauce I'm shocked that the neighbors ain't called the cops The music, the drunk, the fights out front And half of these kids ain't even near twenty one Who's party is this, who's home is this? How'd I get here man, I do grownup shit Let me know when your games are all done Cause I can't fuck with these games you call fun Have fun [x11] Party over here, fuck you over there [x8]

The Real Thing

Alexia "Mad for Music"
I've got the real thing Here by my side Someone who loves me Treating me right Love makes the world go crazy And I think I'm crazy for you l need someone who'll save me And you know I'm talking to you Take me to your heart When it's cold and dark I just wanna feel the magic Hold me in your arms I've got the real thing Here by my side Someone who needs me Holding me tight Time takes your life and chances And we all got so much to give If real love is precious Now I know it's time to believe Every word you say Show me that you care I just want to say that You're the answer to my prayer

Until The Real Thing Comes Along

FRANK SINATRA "L.A. Is My Lady"
Writer(s): Cahn/Chaplin/Freeman/Holiner Don't you know I'd work for you, I'd slave for you Be a beggar or a knave for you If that isn't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along Gladly move the earth for you Prove my love dear, and it's worth for you If that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along With all the words dear at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you baby - come what may My heart is yours - what more can I say I would cry for you, even sigh for you Tear those stars down from the sky for you If that isn't love it'll have to do Until the real thing comes along Walk on burning coals for you I would drive the Chrysler,leave the Rolls for you If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along I would try to hit high C for you I'd even punch out Mr. T for you If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along There's not a thing that you can't ask of me Go on, demand any task of me If you want the moon or a lavaliere All you got to do is nibble on my ear I would rob, steal, beg, borrow, and lie for you Lay my little body down and die for you (If that ain't love - if that isn't love) If that ain't love it will have to do Until the real thing comes along

Birth-day (Love Made Real)

SUZANNE VEGA "Nine Objects Of Desire"
One thing I know This pain will go Step through all that's left to feel I wait to meet my love made real Don't move don't touch Don't talk so much Strip and find the place to kneel I wait to meet my love made real One thing I know This day will go Don't touch don't talk crawl the wall She's the ticket to the future don't listen down the hall You can say your prayer to the head of this bed When it begins at your knees and goes right to your head Birth-day Strap me down from wrist to heel I wait to meet my love made real One thing I know This day will go Shake all over like an old sick dog There's a needle here needle there tremble in the fog It's a tight squeeze vice grip ice and fire She's a hot little treasure and the wave goes higher Birth-day Birth-day

Until The Real Thing Comes Along

BILLIE HOLIDAY "The Quintessential - Volume 9"
Sammy Kahn / Saul Chaplin / Mann Holiner / Alberta Nichols / L.E. Freeman I'd wait for you I'd slave for you I'd be a beggar or a knave for you If that isn't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along I'd gladly move The earth for you To prove my love, dear And its worth for you If that isn't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along. With all the words, dear, at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you darling Come what may My heart is yours What more can I say? I'd lie for you I'd sigh for you I'd tear the stars down from the sky for you If that isn't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along With all the words, dear, at my command I just can't make you understand I'll always love you baby Come what may My heart is yours What more can I say? I'd lie for you I'd cry for you I'd lay my body down and die tor you If that isn't love, it will have to do Until the real thing comes along

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