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Heidi
04:31
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I could swear your cherry boots were custom made
Can I take them to the cobblers, get them laced
I could see the rest of the class were overawed
With your eloquence, your candour and your form
And so I - I asked her once, I asked her twice
I followed all your good advice
As we ran into the BT booth
I saw you whisper to her
"Heidi, you're the main event.
At first I wanted her, but now it's you.
So tell all of your sailor friends
How I crave you."
Oh Heidi.
Despite the uniform you always dress in green
From the library window playing for the hockey team
With a compass on the desk he wrote your name
Is the taste of lipstick worth not getting paid?
And so I - I had her once, I had her twice
I spilt the blood of love's first bite
She showed me something so pretend
I almost thought it was real
Heidi, it's impossible
To ever taste the fruits this life presents
But the gifts that you have offered me
They are so easily lent
Oh Heidi
Heidi you won't go to school?
Heidi you won't break the rules?
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Frankie's in his Martinette
He thinks of all the things he should be stealing
Car is full of suffragettes
Frankie thinks he must be dreaming
Still I can't forgive and I can't forget
I gotta be part of the leadbitter set
I'm all settled down I'm too proud for that now
Frankie finds a way to keep dreamin somehow
Frankie went down to Lee Valley
Drivin with the lights on in the rain
And he lay down in the marshes
Never to be seen again
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7 Steps
05:28
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When he whistles at once he whistles like a boy
How does is feel my love? It won't work
The instant first connection made
To hell my love it isn't paid
When we whistles at once he whistles like a dove
D'you feel like you could love?
I want a little photo of every girl I've ever kissed right by my bed
I want a tape recorder playing to me all the dirty things they said
I lie awake at night and all that food you shouldn't eat it
That's what my mama said
And don't all men live by what their mama said
You don't know how blue you made me.
I don't want no other girl - hell I'm just pretendin
I kissed one, two, three, four, five, six, seven in a week after you're gone
And they were one, two, three, four, five, six, seven steps to nothin
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4. |
Caroline's Bicycle
03:35
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I'll drink a toast to you Caroline
You are the star of all the movies I have seen
You are the mayor of all the places I have been
The Russian's tangled fell
I'll drink a toast to you Caroline
For all the laws and all the boundaries we have breached
For all the intrigue and the secrets we have leaked
I'm fully idle - your brother's lookin well
And it really doesn't matter I can't stop
We have run with all the energy I lost
And if the lip comes down and leaves me fully idle
The bicycle bell
I'll be alone for you Caroline
I'll don my socks and brush the cobwebs off my seems
I'll colour grey the splintered edges of my dreams
I'm fully - the bicycle bell
Someone ring the bicycle bell
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Coke & Fries
04:00
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I feel my stomach is so weightless
I feel my thoughts are so impure
Give me something I can chew on
Give me a pill to stay young
Whatever happened to my birthday party?
What happened to my Kinder Surprise?
Whatever happened to my Indian army?
What happened to my Coke & Fries?
Whatever happened to my birthday party?
What happened to my Kinder Surprise?
Whatever happened to my first safari?
What happened to my Coke & Fries?
Oh waiter, I'm still waitin.
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