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Fortune Cookie
02:42
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FORTUNE COOKIE
I love a scallion pancake
Shrimp toast, and egg foo young
Chow down on Kung Pao chicken
Crab rangoon, and dim sum
But when I'm saturated
And when the meal is done
Although I'm educated
It's more than just some fun
Remove the dishes
Bring the check
It was delicious
Fortune cookie, fortune cookie, fortune cookie
Tell me
What you see
I don't have a predilection for your crunchy sweet confection
I don't want to learn Chinese
Lucky numbers only bore me, please
I'm looking for that someone
Who will fulfill my dreams
It may be adolescent
I know there's no prince charming
But their can't be any harm in
Fortune cookie, fortune cookie, fortune cookie
Maybe there's a recipe
Maybe I should learn to read Chinese
Hoping there's a clue inside
So please don't tease
And please don't try to placate with a platitude
Being nondescript and vague's just rude
Like, “enjoy yourself while you can”
“Believe in miracles”
Could you be more specific
The date and minute of our rendezvous would be terrific
Fortune cookie, fortune cookie, fortune cookie
Maybe you don't understand
I am looking for a single man
Someone with a little grey
Who has a job and isn't gay
Someone who will give a damn
Not another wham-bam-thank you, mam
Give me a name and number
At least a neighborhood!
And then I will surrender
My heart, my body, and soul
And my need to be in control
Fortune cookie, fortune cookie, fortune cookie
Tell me what you see
Fortune cookie, fortune cookie, please!
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2. |
The Librarian
03:24
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THE LIBRARIAN
I love the librarian
A quiet, gentle well-read man
He's sweet and supernova smart
His fingers like a work of art
I wish he were an open book
And I could sit all day and look
Perusing paragraph and page
To read his eyes his hands his face
I am lost again
O don't know what row
I can't find the pin
I don't have a way in
Need isbn
The librarian
The librarian
Shh
A story's waiting to unfold
The book of love is still on hold
I've searched in every single stack
Maybe someone forgot to bring it back
I skim the text, then lose my place
I bought a bookmark, just in case
To highlight, still i am confused
The copy that I found is more than gently used
I am lost again
I don't know what row
i can't find the pin
i don't have a way in
So I start again
The librarian
The librarian
I scan the nuance of his gaze
Cross reference, research, and appraise
Translate the language of each pose
Ich liebe dich
A rose is still a rose
I am lost again
I don't know the code
I can't find the pin
I don't have a way in
Oh my god, je t'aime
The librarian
The librarian
Won't you let me in
The library...shh
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3. |
Movie Star
03:19
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MOVIE STAR
Yesterday I was hanging off of moon beams
Feeling like a wild thing
Driving in a car
I was a red hot, sweet pet, sure bet, movie star!
Yesterday I was playing Greta Garbo,
Mickey Rooney, Harpo
Natalie Wood
Anything to pull a crowd, get a laugh, let 'em saw me right in half
Man, I was good
Today I'm an old man hammer
Hitting nails, cursing hard, got my dogs in the yard
Today I'm dud firecracker
Half used in the wrapper, and I can't find a spark
I can’t find a spark
Yesterday I was dancing the calypso
Argentine tango
Salsa and jive
I did the quick step, fox trot, hustle and robot
Man, I was live
Yesterday I was eating at a four star
Lobster, steak, and caviar
Champagne and wine
I had a door man, maître d',everybody look at me
Yes, I was fine
Today I'm a sad dog digger
With my nose to the ground
And I'm sniffing around
Today I'm a grab bag lady
Got a spot on the subway, more lost than found
I'm more lost than found
Everywhere I go
I've got a feeling there is someone I should know
And I don't know if I'll find him
And the life I left behind is looking sweeter all the time
Yesterday I was hanging off of moon beams
Feeling like a wild thing
Driving in a car
I was a red hot, sweet pet, sure bet, movie star
Door man, maître d',everybody look at me
Anything to get a laugh, let 'em saw me right in half
Today I'm an old man hammer
Hitting nails, cursing hard, got my dogs in the yard
Today I'm dud firecracker
Half used in the wrapper, and I can't find a spark
I can’t find a spark
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4. |
Swimming
03:49
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SWIMMING
There's a body in the river
A body floating there
If you look among the rushes
You can see her yellow hair
She's a shame to her family
A shame to womankind
There's no comfort in the company
Of small island minds
Oh Holy Mother full of grace
Blessed art thou amongst women
Oh Holy Mother pray for me
Then she went swimmin'
Oh a woman cannot answer
When the law tells her no
She has no absolution
Where can she go?
To the laundries, to the sisters
Of no charity
With no hope in heaven
Of living free
Chorus
Ah...
She waited for an answer
But the answer never came
She prayed Oh Holy Mother
The baby grew just the same
Salmon dinner on Good Friday
Father Murphy's eating well
But a mother with no husband Is condemned to hell
Chorus
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5. |
Roses and Victory
03:37
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ROSES AND VICTORY
He leaned on my breast and said
I can hear the ocean
I can hear the ocean
He brushed my skin and said
You smell like roses
And victory
Roses and victory
That's how it's gonna be
Roses and victory
For you and me
When my last crust of bread is all gone
And my song isn't right
Will you love me, will we fight
When the sea has gone out
And my boat won't come in
Will you care, will you swim, will you be there
Will you bring me
Roses and victory
He makes fine art and says
I believe in I believe in this
He takes my hand and says
Give me one more
Give me one more kiss
Roses and victory
That's how it's gonna be
Roses and victory
Oh babe, for you and me
When my last crust of bread is all gone
And my song isn't right
Will you love me, will we fight
When the sea has gone out
And my boat won't come in
Will you care, will you swim, will you be there
Will you bring me
Roses and victory
He leaned on my breast and said
I can hear the ocean
I can hear the ocean
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6. |
Take Me
03:14
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TAKE ME
Take me where you're going
I'm tired and all alone
I'm not one much for cooking
Don't want to stay at home
I'll hold you in the evening
Kiss you in the dawn
Take me where you're going
Take me now, come on
I've worn out all my welcomes
I've let the grass grown long
Broken all the dishes
Written too much song
When all I really want
Is between your loving arms
Steal away my freedom
Take up all my charms
Pick me, I'm your apple
Hold me, I'm your vine
Give me something more than flesh
I can say is mine
Bring the earth some water
Lighting to the air
Take me where you're going
You will find me there
Bridges have no answers
Roads lay hard and bare
Desert views and mountain hues
Leave me in despair
But when I hold your rough hand
The blood that's in your veins
The creases on your forehead
Refresh the lonely plains
Pick me, I'm your apple
Hold me, I'm your vine
Give me something more than flesh
I can say is mine
Bring the earth some water
Lightning to the air
Take me where you're going
You will find me there
Take me where you're going
I'm tired and all alone
I'm not one much for cooking
Don't want to stay at home
I'll hold you in the evening
Kiss you in the dawn
Take me where you're going
Take me now, come on
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7. |
In Bed
03:19
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IN BED
Spoken intro: Alas, the storm is come again! My best way is to creep under his gaberdine; there is no other shelter hereabout: misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows. Be it in a fourposter, posturepedic, memory foam, water, bunk, sofa, rollaway, murphy, or futon.
Good things come to those who wait
In bed, in bed
Good things come to those who wait
In bed...
Good things come to those who wait
Take your time, procrastinate
Do a little yoga baby just in case
Slow and steady wins the race
In bed...
God helps those who help themselves
In bed...
God helps those who help themselves
In bed...
God helps those who help themselves
You won't go blind
And you won't go to hell
Knock on wood
Baby, ring that bell
If you want it done right
You gotta do it yourself
In bed...
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
In bed...
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Nn bed...
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
Go a little crazy and get restrained
Mathew said blessed are the meek
Jesus said turn the other cheek
in bed...
If you like at night that's out of sight
If you want it all day then that's okay
If you like to use toys make some noise
If you call yourself queer then give a cheer
If you're BDSM then say amen
Amen!
Amen!
All you need is love
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Talkin bout my generation
Ain't no mountain high enough
Ain’t no valley low enough
God bless America
God bless America
God bless amazing grace how sweet the sound
In bed
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I SHOULD STOP HAVING SEX WITH YOU
I should stop having sex with you
Every time I do, I just end up feeling blue
I start to think that maybe
You could love me, even though
I know it's crazy
Even though you told me when we met
You weren't over your ex yet
I should stop having sex with you
You're drinking too much beer
At least I think that's true
But then again I only
See you now and then
When you are feeling lonely
Maybe there's no need to be upset
It's possible and yet
I should stop having sex with you
I know I'm not your type
At least I think that's true
But when you text me, baby
How about a booty call?
I think that maybe
It would not hurt me at all to get
My feet a little wet
I forget
I forget
I forget
I should stop having sex
I should stop having sex with you
You're not the best I've had
I'm sorry but it's true
And it that weren't enough
You've got a few more lovers
Who you cannot love
You've got no money
So I pay the check
Oh well, what the heck?
I forget
I forget
I forget
I should stop having sex with you
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9. |
Stark as Stone
02:24
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STARK AS STONE
Oh fie upon the ways of men
His fickle heart turns once again
This morning I was poetry
This evening there's no use for me
I wish that I had never shown
The things that two might when alone
When bearing more than flesh and bone
The inner self stands stark as stone
I held his heart or so he said
Although he was already wed
But so he said and so I thought
I'd let him in when I should not
For he was not mine to let in
But something told me, 'tis no sin
To give to one who wants you so
Let down your guard, girl, off you go
I followed him down gravel path
And found the courage then to laugh
When soft bare feet met sharp cold stone
I did not want to be alone
And ah, his words were warm and sweet
Which tempered salty, bloody feet
Where pain and joy were both complete
I lost my mind in vain deceit
Oh fie upon the ways of men
His fickle heart turns once again
This morning I was poetry
This evening there's no use for me
I wish that I had never shown
The things that two might when alone
When baring more than flesh and bone
The inner self stands stark as stone
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10. |
When Sunny Gets Blue
03:03
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WHEN SUNNY GETS BLUE
When Sunny gets blue
Her eyes get gray and cloudy
Then the rain begins to fall
Pitter patter, pitter patter
Love is gone so what can matter
No sweet lovin' man comes to call
When Sunny gets blue
She breathes a sigh of sadness
Like the wind that stirs the trees
Wind that sets the leaves to swayin'
Like some violins are playin'
Weird and haunting melodies
People used to love to
Hear her laugh, see her smile
That's how she got her name
Since that sad affair
She's lost her smile
Changed her style
Somehow she's not the same
But mem'ries will fade
And pretty dreams will rise up
Where her other dreams fell through
Hurry, new love, hurry here
To kiss away each lonely tear
And hold her near when Sunny gets blue
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11. |
Song of Bernadette
03:43
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Song of Bernadette
There was a child named Bernadette
I heard the story long ago
She saw the Queen of Heaven once
And kept the vision in her soul
No one believed what she had seen
No one believed what she heard
That there were sorrows to be healed
And mercy, mercy in this world
So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine
Torn by what we've done and can't undo
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you
Like Bernadette would do
We've been around, we fall, we fly
We mostly fall, we mostly run
And every now and then we try
To mend the damage that we've done
Tonight, tonight I just can't rest
I've got this joy inside my breast
To think that I did not forget that child
That song of Bernadette
So many hearts I find, broke like yours and mine
Torn by what we've done and can't undo
I just want to hold you, won't let me hold you
Like Bernadette would do
I just want to hold you, come on let me hold you
Like Bernadette would do
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12. |
Wishing Flower
02:14
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WISHING FLOWER
Find a wishing flower
Down by a lake
She'll lead you there
She, so unafraid to take, to take
She reaches out for what she wants, for what she wants
Sylvia Sylvia
Blow, and make a wish
It will come true, it will come true
Nothing can undo
What magic makes
The sacred power
The wishing flower, the wishing flower
Sylvia Sylvia
A copper pony
In New York City
The color of a brand new penny
A copper pony
With one wish only
Is waiting for her in New York City
She has no doubt
Find a wishing flower
Down by a lake
She'll lead you there
She, so unafraid to take, to take
She reaches out for what she wants
For what she wants
The sacred power
The wishing flower
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Honor Finnegan New York, New York
Honor Finnegan writes songs that are humorous then heartbreaking with melodies that soar. Formerly based in New York City, she now resides in Portland, Oregon, where mountain trails meet puppy dog tales. That's what Portland is made of.
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