1. |
I Think I Stepped in Hit
03:38
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The other night I was workin’, workin’ on you.
You’ve got to know I’ve been hurtin’
Girl, I’ve got nothing to lose.
You got a bad reputation
The smoke is driftin’ away
Girl you been in isolation
But only we will remain
My beat is layin’ down
my groove around this town
I think I stepped in hit, now.
I stepped in hit.
You give me a feeling
Like I got too much to do
The way you move, so appealing
Girl you got nothing to prove
You’ve got a bad reputation
The smoke is driftin’ away
Get you out of isolation, baby
And only we will remain
My beat is layin’ down
my groove around this town
I think I stepped in hit, now.
I stepped in hit.
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2. |
Ridealong
03:25
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Said and done has past
I was wanting you
We could make it last
Told myself it’s true
Now the thrill is gone
Told you how I deal
How can we go on?
How could this be real?
Ridealong
Isn’t what it seems
Ridealong
Is it in my head?
Ridealong
And these fast breaks break like the lines in the road
Ride, ride, ridealong
Yeah, you’re coming with
Ride, ride, ridealong
because you need the air that I breathe
I’m a storm at sea
Way too fast for you
Electricity
I drive something new
No it’s not my fault,
you would take it there.
I was into love
You’re wind in my hair.
Ridealong
Isn’t what it seems
Ridealong
Is it in my head?
Ridealong
And these fast breaks break like the lines in the road
Ride, ride, ridealong
Yeah, you’re coming with
Ride, ride, ridealong
because you need the air that I breathe=
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3. |
Juice Automatic
05:13
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Who are you, love?
Sippin’ on that good stuff
But is it cool enough?
Do I have your attention?
Are you gonna give it to me?
Are you gonna let me have it?
Get sick for juice automatic
Can’t stick to your juice manual
Get sick for juice automatic
Can’t stick with it
Can’t stick with it
Can’t, can’t, can’t, oh.
Oh I got time, oh
I can feel frustration
But will you drive, love
For your sweet intoxication?
Are you gonna give it to me?
Are you gonna let me have it?
Get sick for juice automatic
Can’t stick to your juice manual
Get sick for juice automatic
Can’t stick with it
Can’t stick with it
Can’t, can’t, can’t, oh.
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4. |
Not Dying
05:30
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I was waiting for your call
I was starting to get nervous
Sitting like a cannonball in the water
heaven help us
She can take another drink
She can crack another smile
Sit and stare, not listening
Sit and chainsmoke for a while
I don’t know if I’m dead or dying
Left the lights on, dead asleep
Burning holes in this old mattress
Cigarettes and cheap whiskey
Litter backyards filled with ashes.
I don’t know if I’m dead or dying
I was dead before I could even see
I was dead before I could fall asleep
3AM comes much too quickly
When you can’t sleep with peace
That old box of rusted-out razors
Was the best give I ever received
I don’t know if I’m dead or dying.
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