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Claudia Church lyrics - Claudia Church

Small Town Girl

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(James Dean Hicks/Claudia Church) Her mama hangs up the clothes on the line Wearin' a smile while she's doing it Her daddy makes a living one day at a time For 23 years he's come through with it But she's 17 and dreams of so much more Than a restless heart A rusted-out car And a job at the local food store She's a small town girl With big city dreams She pictures herself On Vogue Magazine Well that mountain ahead Aint as high as it seems For a small town girl With big city dreams Her best friend's crazy About a football star When she gets out of school She's gonna marry him Sometimes she wishes She was more like her Without this ambition she's carrying But her mind runs away When she lays down at night How to get there from here It all seems so clear When she turns out the light She's a small town girl With big city dreams She pictures herself On Vogue Magazine Well that mountain ahead Aint as high as it seems For a small town girl With big city dreams Her mama hangs the clothes on the line Her daddy makes a living one day at a time She's a small town girl With big city dreams She pictures herself On Vogue Magazine Well that mountain ahead Aint as high as it seems For a small town girl With big city dreams She's a small town girl With big city dreams

Small Town Girl

JOHN CAFFERTY & THE BEAVER BROWN BAND "Tough All Over"
I work the late shift At my daddy's shop I see some money But I'm losing some heart And every evening When that whistle blows I had it no good I want to just keep going This girl She lives ways cross town She wants somebody She can settle down I been living in This town too long I packed my bags and Got me out that door [Chorus:] This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl She's all that matters In this whole wide world Cause I'm falling for This small town girl She wants the kind of Things her mama seen A little home to Raise a family She wears my ring out And I don't know why Cause I'll be here Until the day I die [Chorus x2] This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl This small town girl's got me crazy I'm falling for a small town girl

City Of Dreams

David Wilcox "Into the Mystery"
from Into the Mystery .............................................. From the top of the towers You could see past the narrows Past our lady of the harbor To the broad, open sea See the curve of the earth On the vast, blue horizon From the world?s greatest city In the land of the free All the brave men and women that you never would notice From the precincts and fire halls The first on the scene Storming into the buildings On the side of the angels They were gone in an instant In the belly of the beast We are children of slavery children of immigrants Remnants of tribes and their tired refugees As the walls tumble down We are stronger together Stronger than we ever knew we could be As strong as that statue that stands for the promise Of liberty here in this city of dreams Liberty here in this city of dreams All the flags on front porches And banners of unity Spanning the bridges From the top of the fence As we heal up the wounds And take care of each other There?s more love in this nation Than hate and revenge CHORUS .............................................. Â 2003 David Wilcox, all rights reserved

Chestnut Street

JOHN COUGAR MELLENCAMP "Chestnut Street Incident"
Well I've lived and breathed and been disbelieved in these small town streets too long I've been up with the winners and down with the sinners And hung on this corner 'til dawn And my hands they have been tied To a life I've been denied I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And workin' from nine to five By the end of the day, all the kids would go play And I'd come staggering home With a dream in my hand and a master plan That wouln't leave my mind alone I compromised all my schemes And flucturated all my dreams I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And nothing is like it really seems (bridge) But you must believe that when I walk down the tracks The young girls fall back and say There goes that sleek young silhouette He don't drive no Corvette But he stings just like a Sting Ray And that's my only redemption in this house of detention That keeps me from simply blowin' it all away 'Cause when I walk down the street in the hot summer heat I say, God don't take this away I keep hopin' and wishin' that these romantic positions Gonna help me hide my pain And all the hurt that I've felt underneath my leather studded belt Of not finding fortune and fame But some day I'll blow 'em away with the things that I may sing and might say I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And waitin' for my pay dirt day I'm just a small town boy bein' used like a toy And waitin' for my pay day

She Don't Have To Know

JOHN LEGEND "Get Lifted"
Oohhhhhhh stealing moments just to be with you Though its wrong its hard to tell the truth But she don't have to know She don't have to know When I meet cha I got my shades on to cover up my eyes I'm hoping that nobody sees me passing by Through my disguise I still know you recognize But you I know you got a lil secret of your own Sneaking out with me while your mans at home You know your wrong But its so strong still carrying on I go To the other side of town so I Will never risk the chance of catching her eye Cause she don't have to know She don't have to know Ooohhhh Girl I know your doing the same thing too But I wont tell your man the things we do oh no Cause he don't have to know He don't have to know Someone's watching We got to be careful next time or we're through (creeping creeping) Damn it's so stressful doing the dirt we do So sad but true And I know one day I'm going to pay Then you ask me To sneak out of town for just a day or three (1,2,3) Go to dc and hold hands publicly All through the streets Cause they don't know you and they don't know me Ohhhhhh Ill feel sorry for mistake we've made But there's no reason that we should tell her today Ohhhhh Though you give a lot of love to me Girl I know I'm not the only one you see But he don't have to know He don't have to know Ohm its getting crazy I don't want to hurt my baby And I know its supposed to be the last time for you and I But let's not end this way Wait another day.

Hustle Town

SOUTH PARK MEXICAN "Hustle Town"
[SPM talking] Eh he he he he Hustle Town my city maan! Born and raised baby Yo I dedicate this jam to all the single mothers Raisin' men in a big city I know it's hard Let 'em know what's up Filero [Verse 1: Filero] I sell drugs with thugs Hittin' licks off tricks Workin' two jobs a dope deala and a pimp Mom's beggin' me to stop everyday So scared for me to walkâ¦. Memory lane But Mom don't worry my teck protect well I told ya one day this rap shit gone sell But my heart been broke from the start Since the day my father died when I was seven in the park So I wrote the book How to pimp hoes and kick do's And if I kill well than that's just how the shit go Pull yo strap What am I supposed to sweat This the third time today that I come close to death [Chorus: SPM] Hustle Town Hustle Town The city of dreams Where we creep through the hood And we serve them dope fiends Hustle Town The shit don't stop Roll rental cars And we keep the glock cocked Hustle Town The city of dreams Where we creep through the hood And we serve them dope fiends Hustle Town The shit don't stop Roll rental cars And we keep the glock cocked [Verse 2: SPM] Set 'em up Wet 'em up Etceteras Tell ya treasura Empty the regista Shit serious I'll give ya life a period Well here he is The kid with experience Don't start shit Mistake me for an artist Flash in the dark Someone tell 'em where his heart is Blue light Who die Tonight Maybe over two dice Maybe cause he blew fry On top of ya With the Hillwood Mafia Hard hittin' hustlas Beat the draws off of ya Knowledge While my shit be flawless Dope House Records step into my office [Chorus: SPM] [Lord Loco talking] It's ya boy Lord Loco Know what I'm talkin' bout Representin' that H-Town wit my boy SPM There's a lot of frauds out there know what I'm sayin' What you think 'bout them fraud ass niggas Los [Verse 3: SPM] Jackin' jaws I'm packin' balls Smoke and split I give mo' gifts than Santa Clause Wit a cold forty-ounce and a sack of hay Chug a lug for the thugs who done passed away Mista da Masta Mystical Mexican Maniac Competition ha ha You muthafuckas make me laugh You a bitch if you hatin' on my Houston hits I fight devils like you wit a crucifix Ruthless shit With a shotty Take ya body Gun Kung Fu Mixed wit AK Karate I'm sorry but you the past like Atari As I smoke like Marley Stay Brown like Charlie [Chorus: SPM]

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