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lovin' spoonful - 4 eyes
For eyes, what you gonna do now
Fore eyes, and how much do you see now
How many fingers, ha ha ha
When your kids that see through plastic
with a harness of elastic
So the girls all think you´re icky
And the boys all think you´re queer
Then the hinges all get rusty
And the seventh pair gets busted
So you graduate to tortoise
Shell that makes you look severe
When you´re so blind they call you Batman
You can´t even see a fat man
You can´t dig just where he´s at man
Without windows on your eyes
But the frames ain´t your decision
And they´re fitted with precision
And they magnify your eyes like they´re a pair of cherry pies
Here´s a word to all you parents
Give a break to little Clarence
When he says the blackboard´s fadin´
And the world´s a fuzzy place
Mister up in middle classes
And please recall that after all he
wears them on his face
lovin' spoonful - a song a day in nashville
Well there´s one more out-of-towner
In Nashville, Tennessee
He´s come with all his hopes up high
And a list of folks to see
Cause pedal steels and take-out-meals
Have lured another soul
And a song a day in Nashville
Was what he´s send back home
His lists were all familiar names
They´ve turned him down before
But that was with a pick-up band
And tunes that weren´t his owns
But he was on his feet again
A girl had hepled him sail
A song a day in Nasville
And then the come back trail
There´s a song a day in Nasville
That´s how it´s gonna be
There´ll be no hangin´ round these bars
Competin´ with TV
Cause pedal steels and take-out meals
Are callin´ me to go
And a song a day in Nashville
Is what I´ll send back home
Yes, I´ll take my songs to Nashville
I know they´ll play ´em right
TThey´ll be signed "Love from Nashville
Be back tomorrow night"
Cause you´re the one that let me go
Without an achin´ brain
Your faith in me has set me free
To write these songs again
There´s a song a day in Nasville
That´s how it´s gonna be
There´ll be no hangin´ round these bars
Competin´ with TV
Cause pedal steels and take-out meals
Are callin´ me to go
And a song a day in Nashville
Is what I´ll send back home
Ten days and I´ll be home
And a song a day in Nashville
Ten days and I´ll be home
lovin' spoonful - all new minglewood blues
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men
Well, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good.
Said, I'm a wanted man in Texas, busted jail and I'm gone for good.
Well, the sheriff couldn't catch me,
But his little girl sure wish she could.
Well now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't,
Said now the doctor call me crazy, sometimes I am, sometimes I ain't,
Yes, and the preacher man call me sinner
But his little girl call me saint.
Well a couple shots of whiskey women `round here start looking good,
I said a couple shots of whiskey women `round here start looking good,
A couple more shots of whiskey, I'm going down to Minglewood.
Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
Said, I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
Yes and my number one occupation is stealing women from their men
I was born in the desert Raised in a lion's den
Oh, my number one occupation is stealing women from their men
lovin' spoonful - almost grown
Yeah 'n' I'm doin' all right in school.
They ain't said I broke no rule.
I ain't never been in Dutch.
I don't browse around too much
Don't bother me, leave me alone
Anyway I'm almost grown
I don't run around with no mob.
Got myself a little job
I'm gonna buy me a little car,
Drive my girl in the park
Got my eye on a little girl.
Ah, she's really out of this world.
When I take her to the dance,
She's got to talk about romance.
You know I'm still livin' in town.
But I done married and settled down.
Now I really have a ball
So I don't browse around at all
lovin' spoonful - apple hill
One fine morning I got tired of hanging around
Took a footpath forty miles from town
and stopped to look around
Found a cabin with six dounble bunks
Just some flashlights and some lockers full of junk
Words of love scrawled on the wall
Lead me back through golden Falls
and happy days I spent at Apple Hill
I remember still the fun we had
at Apple Hill
Write your boyfriend´s name upon the wall
We´re gonna go swimmin´ and we
won´t wear clothes at all
Oh so many memeories
These few moments set them free
To spend some time with me
at Apple Hill
I remember still the fun we had
at Apple Hill
Happiness was summer days
and happiness was Apple Hill
Honeybees and balin´ hay
Let your mind drift, if you will
back to happy days at Apple Hill
lovin' spoonful - as long as you re here
Oh as long as you´re here
All the love in your eyes demands
A reply or two
The radio´s playing but nobody´s sayin´
That I love you
But just for the record
Particular people like listening to somebody new
So as long as you´re here
Bring some pretzels and beer
And then I´ll sing my song to you.
He can tune up, play a little harmony
Can´t sing, but I imitate
I do â?? oooo
Let´s go, we´ll go bouncing
Around the neighborhood
Bong, bong, sure bounces good too
It goes bong, bong, bong, bong, bong, bong,
bong, bong, bong, bong, bong, bong, bong,
bong.
Oh as long as you´re here
All the love in your eyes demands
A reply or two
The radio´s playing but nobody´s sayin´
That I love you
Oh as long as you´re here
All the love in your eyes demands
A reply or two
The radio´s playing but nobody´s sayin´
That I love you
Is it a hit or a miss, Is it a hit or a miss
Is it a hit or a miss, Is it a hit or a miss.
lovin' spoonful - bes friends
Well, I´ve heard about the quarrels and how it always ends
And how a couple loses touch and never makes amends
And how they weave a false cocoon and how the web extends
But I´ve never heard of lovers that could be best friends
Yes, I´ve heard that love that´s lastin´comes far and in between
And how that childhood sweethearts gets ornery and mean
They always say the honeymoon is where the romance ends
But I´ve never heard of lovers that could be bes´friends
Oh yeah
Well, I´ve heard your dirty stories about your last affair
And how you got in houses when you knew noone was there
If you want to find a lover gonna love you to the end
Well, go on and find a lover that can be your bes´friend
oh yeah
lovin' spoonful - big road blues
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I don't carry you, gon' carry somebody else
Cryin', sun gonna shine in my back door someday
Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, sun gon' shine in my back door someday
And the wind gon' change, gon' blow my blues away
Baby, what makes you do me like you do do do, like you do
do do?
Don't you hear me now?
What makes you do me like you do do do?
Now you think you gon' do me like you done poor Cherry
Red
Taken the poor boy's money now, sure, Lord, won't take
mine
Now don't you hear me talkin' pretty mama?
Taken the poor boy's money; sure, Lord, won't take mine
Taken the poor boy's money now; sure, Lord, won't take
mine
Cryin', ain't goin' down this big road by myself
Now, don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, ain't goin' down this big road by myself
If I don't carry you, gon' carry somebody else
Cryin', sun gon' shine, Lord, my back door someday
Now don't you hear me talkin', pretty mama?
Lord, sun gon' shine in my back door someday
And the wind gon' change, blow my blues away
lovin' spoonful - black satin kid
Out of the kickinest state of the union
with cattle and the katydids
A kid with dungarees with holes in the knees
But they call him the Black Satin Kid
Black Satin Kid, where you gonna run to
Black Satin Kid
Dounle kickin´ Black Satin Kid
Who you gonna drum to
Black Satin Kid
Shoulder shakin´, heart breakin´
Black Satin Kid
All he ever carried was some funk-butt drums
And they cost him every dime he had
But he saved the show
Left ´em screamin´ for more
when the band was walkin´ out bad
Black Satin Kid.....
Well you can talk about your East Coast/West Coast jazz
and you Nashville country western soul
They gonna talk about a kid from San Antone
in the history book of Rock´n Roll
lovin' spoonful - black snake blues
Black snake is in my room
Black snake is in my room
I ain´t gonna tell nobody but that
Black snake is in my room
I wonder what that snake is doing
in my room
I wonder what that snake is doing
in my room
I ain´t gonna tell nobody but that
Black snake is in my room
Baby won´t you please come home
Baby won´t you please come home
I ain´t gonna tell nobody but that
Black snake is in my room
lovin' spoonful - bless em all
There´s people out there makin´ it hard to have
faith in this world
There´s people out there doin´ their best to get
more than their share
And now the fuse has touched the powder
And the match is to the fuse
And the man who lights the fire leaves no clues
There´s people out there settin´ their sights on
that big piece of change
There´s people out there breakin´ the law to
stay out of the cage
Someone´s backed into a corner
Someone´s neck is on the line
And the man without connections does the time
Bless the thieves and the bandits
Bless their hearts so small
Save your breath, don´t you damn them to hell
They can´t do nothin´ worse than they do to
themselves
Bless `em all, bless `em all
Someone´s running out of favors
Someone´s running out of deals
And the man who holds the fortune spins the wheel
lovin' spoonful - brown to blue
We stood there in the courthouse room
So close yet far apart
You had brought your lawyer and I brought
A broken heart
The judge pronounced the words the way
You wanted him to do
He changed your name from Brown to Jones
And mine from Brown to Blue
I couldn´t keep my tears from falling
On the courtroom floor
My love they took away
My rights to love you anymore
My world just seemed to stop
While I stood there so close to you
They changed your name from Brown to Jones
And mine from Brown to Blue
The judge forgot to tell me
How I´d live my life alone
What I would do without you
After loving you so long
He didn´t seem to care that I am still
In love with you
He changed your name from Brown to Jones
And mine from Brown to Blue.
lovin' spoonful - butchie s tune
Don´t give me a place for my memories to stay
Don´t show me an inn or a light to find the way
I ain´t got time for the things on your mind
And I´m leavin´ you today on my way
Please don´t you cry when the time to part has come
It´s not for what you´ve said or anything that you´ve done
I gotta go anywhere anytime
And I´m leavin´, gone today, on my way
I´m goin´ home
Please don´t stick around to see me when I´m feelin´ low
Don´t pass the cards to me to deal the crashing blow
I´ll leave and close the door so you won´t see me go
When I´m leavin´, gone today, I´m on my way
I´ll walk away like a shadow in the night
I´ll won´t give cause for you to feel we have to fight
I´ll make it easy so that you won´t really
quite know I´m leavin´ you today on my way
And now I´m going
lovin' spoonful - charity
Ivory rings, singing peacocks
and things from the East
There´s a beast on a chain made of gold
All her cargoes change
with the changing seas
And the name of the clipper is The Charity
Her sails are fading in the sky
As she bids the land breeze goodbye
In the teeth of the sea-wind she flies
A million years on a sea of tears
Charity
Nightward she sails and the fiery trails
of her wake, drown the sky
"I am breaking" she cries
And her figurehead is a barbary queen
With a breast as cold as the sea is green
And she reaches out her arms to the storm
Her long hair windwhipped and torn
She begs for a harbor that´s warm
A million years on a sea of tears
Charity
She chries "My name it is The Charity
Beware your luck if you´d sail with me...
Beware"
Come says the tall ship sailing on the East Wind
Run say the white sails filling with the West Wind
Now say the grey gulls riding on the South Wind
Fly say the green waves breaking in the North Wind
lovin' spoonful - coconut grove
It's really true how nothing matters.
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.
No one's pitchin cause there ain't no batters
in Coconut Grove.
Don't bar the door there's no one coming.
The oceans roar will dull the drummin
of any city thoughts and city ways.
The ocean breezes cool my mind.
the salty days are hers and mine
just to do what we wanna.
Tonight we'll find a dune that's ours
and softly she will speak the stars until sun up.
It's all from having someone knowing
just which way your head is blowing
who's always warm like in the morning
in Coconut grove.
The ocean breezes cool my mind.
the salty days are her's and mine
just to do what we wanna.
Tonight we'll find a dune that's ours
and softly she will speak the stars until sun up.
It's really true how nothing matters.
No mad, mad world and no mad hatters.
No one's pitchin cause there ain't no batters
in coconut grove.
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