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Sweet little Emmalee is coming my way
I'm at a loss for words, don't know what to say
She got me struck like I'm Samson of today
With that long blonde hair she lead me astray
And I'll follow...
Sweet little Emmalee, I had her by my side
But little did I know she was along for the ride
She left me for a friend and damaged my pride
Now my heart is bleeding, split open wide
And I'm dying...
Sweet little Emmalee, you laughed in my face
Your words are like daggers and your life a disgrace
You never cared that I was easy to replace
Everywhere you step is an unholy space
And I'm burning...
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KG Noble - His story
04:06
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He was born in the summer of 1963
To an angry man and a woman who was never gonna be complete
Though world war three was always raging in the kitchen
He learned to read, to write his name and to take the blame
On Xmas day when he was five he got a puppy
They named him Buddy ‘cause it was his only friend
While his parents argued he’d be hiding in the bedroom
With his dog in a secret lair underneath the bed
He always dreamed he’d be a rebel with a cause
Solving crimes and bringing justice to the world
But someone’s got to feed the dog and do the chores
When you’re needed it’s so hard to break away
Gotta get away
When his dad grew ill he left a new job in the city
And he moved back to the house he lived in as a boy
Poor old Buddy was now resting under tulips in the yard
By the dead old stump of a maple tree
He always dreamed he’d be a rebel with a cause
Solving crimes and bringing justice to the world
But someone’s got to fix the house and do the chores
When you’re needed it’s so hard to break away
You never get away
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clay howard - she
02:01
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she may offer you a mountain
hand you a stone and then walk away
she could tell you she's your future
stifle a laugh another game she'll play
but she- she holds you in her heart
despite your best laid plans
holds you in her heart
and in the palm of her hand
she may cry upon your shoulder
for a moment then turn and laugh
she could disappear for hours
return like never a moment had ever passed
but she- she holds you in her heart
despite your best laid plans
holds you in her heart
and in the palm of her hand
she will have her say
she will get her way
she is not afraid
she- you'll never trade
she may tell you that she needs you
then turn and just walk away
she could be the one you dreamed of
so you stick around and hope and pray
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She puts every dime away
Saves it all for another rainy day
says she believes in kingdom come
she says "im a whore for love"
claims she don't miss anyone at all
says 'he left me now my heart is gone"
she writes her pain in prose
compares herself to a murder of crows
climb aboard I think I've seen it all
"Hey land of living
I feel I probably died long ago!"
She says "Im the ghost of someone no one ever knows"
She swears she's still going strong
that her name belongs in song
That dreams are made from a night with her
She finds no hope in sunshine
Says she loves the night time
Still looking for a way out of this town
Her dress is the color of red
lets the boys buy her drinks, a few kind words said
gives them false hope then off she goes
"Hey Mr can I get a ride?
Hey Mr would you like to come inside?
I promise I can change your life if you don't get too close"
But she says there's something she's missing
a little love and a little submission
but claims she purrs a little louder these days
She swears she's still going strong
that her name belongs in song
That dreams are made from a night with her
She finds no hope in sunshine
Says she loves the night time
Still looking for a way out of this town
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As the morning light casts its glow
she pulls herself from bed.
The hours waiting for sleep in vain,
the thoughts racing, rattling her brain
And she sits in front of the mirror
putting herself together.
A daily routine she knows by heart
although her world is falling apart.
They have both been living
as though they’re holding their breath.
Taking for granted what they’re given
and one day closer to death.
Life is too short for secrets
between lovers and friends.
The truth is always certain
and becomes clear in the end.
As the evening light falls through the window
she wrings her hands at the sink.
She winders if he has a clue,
and what he’ll say, what he’ll do.
And she stares at the stranger in the mirror,
whose problems are hers as well.
She knows it’s time that she came clean,
there is no longer an in between.
They have both been living
as though they’re holding their breath.
Taking for granted what they’re given
and one day closer to death.
Life is too short for secrets
between lovers and friends.
The truth is always certain
and becomes clear in the end.
As she sits him down to tell him,
she stumbles over the words.
But she knows they are so hard to say,
that another love’s nine months away.
And he stares with slack jawed wonder,
and tears well in his eyes.
He holds her and wipes away her tears
and with them all of her fears.
They have both been living
on the edge of a knife.
Taking for granted what they’re given
but one day closer to life.
Life is too short for secrets
between lovers and friends.
The truth is always certain
and becomes clear in the end.
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I close my eyes and think I can taste your lips
I open my up my eyes and think of what I’ve missed
It’s just a fantasy
It’s just a fantasy
Oh what a fool I was to have let you go
Oh when I think of you I want you more than you know
It just a fantasy
It’s just a fantasy
Fantasy
Fantasy
Fantasy
Yeah
Ooo, yeah
Ooo, yeah
Ooh, yeah
Ooo
Ooo, yeah
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AG Y'all - Satellite
03:07
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Spends all her free time alone
Talking to friends on the telephone
Not sure if she's shy
Hung up on a guy
Or simply not into me
We worked together at Satellites
Went out for dinner and drinks a few nights
Connection was strong
Something went wrong, what should I think?
Satellite, satellite
Too high to come down
But I see her see her at night
Look out my window
See her tonight
Liked to wear bright color tones
Listen to music with big pink headphones
Too much to hide
This secret dark side
The cracks were so clear to me
We spent the summer like fingers in glove
She kept me closest but where was the love?
Never did know
What she wouldn't show, to me....
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Carrie gets up earlier than
Everybody else, puts on her
Grandmother's pearls and cries herself to wake up while the
Coffee's cooling down and the paper's piling up
And the eggs just taste like sand
Carrie takes the seventeen steps up to the street
You'd miss the tremble if you hadn't seen it happen before
and every day she half-expects
security guards to send her home again
What if you could bend the world to your will?
Put your hands right inside the till
And walk out, laughing
And every night I dream
I'm swimming hard upstream
And I wonder how I'm ever gonna make her mine again
Dancing in the head of a pin
She buys it cheap even though she could afford something better
A new dress in the closet but she wears that same old sweater
Looked so good back in college
When the boys started noticing her face
And when she comes back home to me, sometimes makes me even wonder if she sees through the fog
Or am I like a memory sleeping next to her dreams as she
Lies awake every night, all night
What if you could bend the world to yr will?
Put your hands right inside of the till
always walk out, laughing
And every night I dream
I'm swimming hard upstream
And I wonder how I'm ever gonna make her mine again
Dancing in the head of a pin
started in the sun and now she don't know who she should fight
Started panoramic, came down to a pinhole of light
And every night I dream
I'm swimming hard upstream
And I wonder how I'm ever gonna make her mine again
Dancing in the head of a pin
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Deep in her pocket she put her fortune down deep.
A tiny piece of paper that smelled like sugar cane.
Maybe it will come true, if she believes hard enough.
Like having faith and religion and she can only wait and see.
Dream generator
She's a dream generator /An anti hater
scissor leg love maker /With a lot on her mind
As sure as the rain the fortune came true.
She found love at the bottom of the bowl of ice cream.
The flowers in her yard bloomed at the same time, and her kittens had puppy in her psychedelic dream
Dream generator
She's a dream generator /An anti hater
scissor leg love maker /With a lot on her mind
You can't stop now girl you've come so far,
everywhere she turned she saw broken hearts.
What's not to love about a woman so true?
If only she knew that her spirit would eventually be free
And guide so many home
Dream generator
She's a dream generator /An anti hater
scissor leg love maker /With a lot on her mind
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She likes to live on the edge of the eye of the storm
She likes to live, but she never asked to be born
And all those shady Mondays shine like diamonds in her mind
It'll take a month of Sundays for her to walk the line
She's built a life of plastic & love
But it will not be enough
We're on our way to somewhere that might not exist
It's time to pay the piper & friends on our list
Every time I close my eyes, I swear I hear her call
It shouldn't come as a surprise, I'm heading for a fall
She's built a life of plastic & love
But it will not be enough
Won't be enough to save her from mistakes she has made
Won't be enough to dig her from her dirty shallow grave
Is there enough to find our way
She'd take it back, if she thought it would do any good
Fall in the trap, but I'm just not sure if I could
We wait until the coast is clear, but our hearts will fool us all
We trade the things we hold so dear, just listening for the call
She's built a life of plastic & love
But it will not be enough
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