tm in the pm.
catefrances
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my baby he's sitting right where i left him
crosslegged in the middle of a persian rug
he's listening to black flag and melvins and
crap i can't stand. which is why he does it
only when i'm not around.
i got home a bit early
and he smiles as i walk in
says hey babe you should listen to this
you'll like it. i doubt it i say.
his hair falls in front of his face
and i can't see his eyes
but even from outside i sure can hear his voice.
the records he's got he borrowed from friends
and to repay them in kind he makes them mix tapes.
he gives them out to whomever he meets
and who knows whether they listen to them or not
he makes my heart stop but sometimes
i wish that he'd learn to wash up.
crosslegged in the middle of a persian rug
he's listening to black flag and melvins and
crap i can't stand. which is why he does it
only when i'm not around.
i got home a bit early
and he smiles as i walk in
says hey babe you should listen to this
you'll like it. i doubt it i say.
his hair falls in front of his face
and i can't see his eyes
but even from outside i sure can hear his voice.
the records he's got he borrowed from friends
and to repay them in kind he makes them mix tapes.
he gives them out to whomever he meets
and who knows whether they listen to them or not
he makes my heart stop but sometimes
i wish that he'd learn to wash up.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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~it is shining it is shining~
his head close to the speaker
the sound turned way down so i can't hear
but i know what he's doing.
he spends all day making those tapes
and for all i know all night listening to the result
i don't mind cause i'm asleep
and he waits until i am
but when i'm awake he makes sure
that i'm well taken care of
sometimes at night i find a mixtape on my pillow
sort of like a sweet punk chocolate mint
it's all that needs to be said
jonathon richman alex chilton
sometimes even paul westerberg
they tell me how he feels
and when they can't he shows me himself
and the music's all in our head.
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
sort of like a sweet punk chocolate mint
it's all that needs to be said
me gusto mucho cate.
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green