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strong enough


god, i feel like hell tonight
tears of rage i cannot fight
i’d be the last to help you understand
are you strong enough to be my man?

nothing’s true and nothing’s right
so let me be alone tonight
cause you can’t change the way i am
are you strong enough to be my man?

lie to me
i promise i’ll believe
lie to me
but please don’t leave

i have a face i cannot show
i make the rules up as i go
it’s try and love me if you can
are you strong enough to be my man?

when i’ve shown you that i just don’t care
when i’m throwing punches in the air
when i’m broken down and i can’t stand
will you be strong enough to be my man?

lie to me
i promise i’ll believe
lie to me
but please don’t leave

the first cut is the deepest

i would have given you all of my heart
but there's someone who's torn it apart
and he's taken just all that i have
but if you want i'll try to love again
baby, i'll try to love again, but i know...

the first cut is the deepest
baby i know
the first cut is the deepest
but when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst...

i still want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that i've cried
and i'm sure gonna give you a try
if you want i'll try to love again, (try)
baby, i'll try to love again, but i know...

oohhh,
the first cut is the deepest
baby i know
the first cut is the deepest
but when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
but when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst...

i still want you by my side
just to help me dry the tears that i've cried
but i'm sure gonna give you a try
cuz if you want i'll try to love again
(try to love again, try to love again)
baby, i'll try to love again but i know, oohhh....

the first cut is the deepest
baby i know
the first cut is the deepest
when it comes to bein' lucky, he's cursed
when it comes to lovin' me, he's worst

oohhh, the first cut is the deepest
baby i know (baby i know)
the first cut is the deepest
try to love again...

all i wanna do

hit it!
this ain't no disco
it ain't no country club either
this is la!

"all i wanna do is have a little fun before i die,"
says the man next to me out of nowhere
it's apropos
of nothing
he says his name's william but i'm sure,
he's bill or billy or mac or buddy
and he's plain ugly to me
and i wonder if he's ever had a day of fun in his whole
life
we are drinking beer at noon on tuesday
in a bar that faces a giant car wash
the good people of the world are washing their cars
on their lunch break, hosing and scrubbing
as best they can in skirts in suits

they drive their shiny datsuns and buicks
back to the phone company, the record store too
well, they're nothing like billy and me, cause

all i wanna do is have some fun
i got a feeling i'm not the only one
all i wanna do is have some fun
i got a feeling i'm not the only one
all i wanna do is have some fun
until the sun comes up over santa monica boulevard

i like a good beer buzz early in the morning
and billy likes to peel the labels
from his bottles of bud
he shreds them on the bar
then he lights every match in an oversized pack
letting each one burn down to his thick fingers
before blowing and cursing them out
and he's watching the bottles of bud as they spin on
the floor

and a happy couple enters the bar
dangerously close to one another
the bartender looks up from his want ads

otherwise the bar is ours,
the day and the night and the car wash too
the matches and the buds and the clean and dirty
cars
the sun and the moon but

if it makes you happy

i've been long, a long way from here
put on a poncho, played for mosquitos
and drank til i was thirsty again
we went searching through thrift store jungles
found geronimo's rifle, marilyn's shampoo
and benny goodman's corset and pen

well, o.k. i made this up
i promised you i'd never give up

if it makes you happy
it can't be that bad
if it makes you happy
then why the hell are you so sad

you get down, real low down
you listen to coltrane, derail your own train
well who hasn't been there before?
i come round, around the hard way
bring you comics in bed, scrape the mold off the bread
and serve you french toast again

well, o.k. i still get stoned
i'm not the kind of girl you'd take home

we've been far, far away from here
put on a poncho, played for mosquitos
and everywhere in between
well, o.k. we get along
so what if right now everything's wrong?

soak up the sun

my friend the communist
holds meetings in his rv
i can't afford his gas
so i'm stuck here watching tv
i don't have digital
i don't have diddly squat
it's not having what you want
it's wanting what you've got

i'm gonna soak up the sun
gonna tell everyone
to lighten up (i'm gonna tell 'em that)
i've got no one to blame
for every time i feel lame
i'm looking up o i'm gonna soak up the sun
i'm gonna soak up the sun
i've got a crummy job
it don't pay near enough
to buy the things it takes
to win me some of your love
every time i turn around
i'm looking up, you're looking down
maybe something's wrong with you
that makes you act the way you do
maybe i am crazy too

i'm gonna soak up the sun
while it's still free
i'm gonna soak up the sun
before it goes out on me
don't have no master suite
i'm still the king of me
you have a fancy ride, but baby
i'm the one who has the key
every time i turn around
i'm looking up, you're looking down
maybe something's wrong with you
that makes you act the way you do
maybe i am crazy too

i'm gonna soak up the sun
got my 45 on
so i can rock on

my favorite mistake

i woke up and called this morning
the tone of your voice was a warning
that you don't care for me anymore

i made up the bed we sleep in
i looked at the clock when you creep in
it's 6 a.m. and i'm alone

did you know when you go
it's the perfect ending
to the bad day i was just beginning
when you go all i know is
you're my favorite mistake

your friends are sorry for me
they watch you pretend to adore me
but i'm no fool to this game

now here comes your secret lover
she'd be unlike any other
until your guilt goes up in flames

you're my favorite mistake

well maybe nothin' lasts forever
even when you stay together
i don't need forever after
it's your laughter won't let me go
so i'm holding on this way

did you know, could you tell
you were the only one
that i ever loved
now everything's so wrong

did you see me walking by?
did it ever make you cry?

you're my favorite mistake
you're my favorite mistake
you're my favorite mistake