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Fashion (I Want It)
02:05
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Big glasses, short skirt and a Canada Goose
I don’t know why-y-y I wanna fu-u-uck you
It’s such a typical thing to look for in a girl
It’s such a cliche but I wanna give it a whirl
It’s just the fashion that makes my knees weak
There ain’t no passion but I want you when I see you on the street
I want it
I want it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want it
Drunk girls, punk girls, with a cigarette too
I don’t know why-y-y I wanna fu-u-uck you
You got a crop and some high waisted shorts
I don’t know why-y-y I wanna fu-uck you more
It’s just the fashion that makes my knees weak
There ain’t no passion but I want you when I see you on the street
I want it
I want it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want it
It’s just the fashion that makes my knees weak
There ain’t no passion but I want you when I see you on the street in
Big glasses, short skirt and a Canada Goose
I don’t know why-y-y I wanna fu-u-uck you
It’s such a typical thing to look for in a girl
It’s such a cliche but I wanna give it a whirl
It’s just the fashion that makes my knees weak
There ain’t no passion but I want you when I see you on the street
I want it
I want it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want i-i-i-i-i-i-i-it
I want it
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I Heard You Were Lost
02:05
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I heard that you're lost and I am to blame
But I ain't afraid of a change
If that's what you need
But you only see the future and all its imposition
Why not the beauty that awaits?
Well my soul absorbs the friction
And all my instincts tell me that you're the one for me
I hope my love is enough for your life
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I Don't Love You
04:24
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She wanted nothing more
Than to suck on my finger in the morning sunshine.
How could I want it all?
And how can I tell her that's over?
History shows that love takes two
And I don't love you
The day my father went
On over the ocean for war, I don't remember.
But by the polka-dots on her dress,
I'll never forget how we met
But history shows that love takes two
And I don't love you
I know my heart's tied down
To memories I'd rather leave in the mountain.
My blindness still remains
My eyes are much older than my mind
And history shows that love takes two
And I don't love you
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Cornfield Serenade
02:13
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I was in the middle of a great flood
Yeah I was stranded on an island surrounded by gravestones
But now I sit here in the concrete and brick of Omaha
And I wonder why I went
Oh why I left
I was in the middle of a forest fire
Back when the mountain turned to flames that lasted past midnight
But now I sit here in the concrete and brick of Omaha
And I wonder why I went
Oh why I left
There was a time when I wanted everything to change
Out with the old, in with the new
Now all these memories slowly fade away
Except for the good times with my baby
I was in the middle of the falling snow
I was accompanied by my love in the minus 40 windchill
But now I sit here in the cornfields of Omaha
And I wonder why I went
Oh why I left
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This Train
04:20
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This train is rattling my bones
And I'll be in your arms tonight
It's gonna be a wild one
And it's been hell for you and for me
And I don't even sleep at night
My eyes are bloodshot and wide
Every waking moment, your eyes fill up my empty soul and
While this train's rumbling across to you,
My love, you're on my mind
And I don't think that can be said too much in a lifetime
I'm headed out for...
Every waking moment, your eyes fill up my empty soul and
While this train's rumbling across to you,
My love, you're on my mind
And I don't think that can be said too much in a lifetime
I'm headed out for...
I'm goin' out, I'm leavin' town
I may never come back again
Across the world is my baby's bed
And that's where I gotta get
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
And I'm getting set for it
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
And heaven meant for it
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
And the angels sent for it
I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin', I'm goin'
I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin'
I'm headed out for love
I'm goin' out, I'm leavin' town
I may never come back again
I'm goin' goin' goin' goin' goin' goin'
I'm headed out for love
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Clayton Rego Nashville, Tennessee
Trumpet player, drummer, singer, songwriter, photographer, artist.
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