1. |
Bougainvillea Blues
03:47
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You and me are different.
You take for granted that I don’t have a clue.
I brought you orange blossoms;
You had Bougainvillea Blues.
Tumble like a Jacob’s ladder.
Fumble the bag when it comes to you.
I brought you orange blossoms;
You had Bougainvillea Blues.
(Leave if you’re gonna leave!)
If you’re gonna go, baby just go.
(Seems like you wanna!)
Seems like you got one foot out the door.
It’s not a crime that you would rather be on your own.
I’m wide awake in the mornin’.
I turn over and you’re smashing the snooze.
I brought you orange blossoms;
You had Bougainvillea Blues.
You cried a river, baby.
I tried to cross it in a paper canoe.
I brought you orange blossoms;
You had Bougainvillea Blues.
(Leave if you’re gonna leave!)
Maybe it’s leavin’ time.
(Seems like you wanna!)
Not like it never crossed my mind.
Maybe it’s fine that we would rather be on our own.
(On our own…)
(On our own…)
(On our own…)
(On our own…) Oh! Maybe it’s quitting time.
(On our own…) Be on our own.
(On our own…)
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2. |
Love Direction
03:43
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Ooh! A little lovin’ could go a long way.
A little tenderness is all we’re hoping for.
We’ve been traveling down the road the wrong way, yeah.
We need to back up and get some love directions, love directions now.
Where do we go from here, my dear?
We’ve been together far too long to feel this lost and lonely, yeah.
Which is the path to take?
I think we should stop and get some…
Love direction, yeah.
Love directions.
Ooh! Buckle up ‘cause it’s a rough-ass ride.
Just a rumbling down this highway.
The time has come for us to swallow our pride.
Pull over! And get some love directions, love directions now.
Where do we go from here, my dear?
We’ve been together far too long to feel this lost and lonely, yeah.
Which is the path to take?
I think we should stop and get some…
Love direction, yeah.
Love direction. We need to stop and get some, baby.
Love direction. Heading in the love direction.
(Love direction.)
(Love direction.) Heading in the love direction.
(Love direction.) Heading in the love direction, baby.
(Love direction.) Woah!
(Love direction.)
(Love direction.)
(Love direction.)
(Love direction.)
(Love direction.)
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3. |
Doing The Thing
03:30
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We’ve been doing the thing for a minute.
And your heart just ain’t in it.
Ain’t no sense in pretending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
We’ve been doing the thing for a minute.
And your heart just ain’t in it.
Ain’t no sense in pretending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
I tried, and tried, and tried to love you.
Exactly the way that you wanted me to.
And then a couple of months gone by,
and I could see,
that I ain’t who you want me to be, oh!
We’ve been doing the thing for a minute.
And your heart just ain’t in it.
Ain’t no sense in pretending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
We’ve been doing the thing for a minute.
And your heart just ain’t in it.
Ain’t no sense in pretending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
Well baby please don’t string me along with that song and dance.
I ain’t lookin’ for a pre-fab romance.
Well, you ain’t doing me any favors keeping me on the line.
Ain’t nothin’ but wasted time, oh!
We’ve been doing the thing for a minute.
And your heart just ain’t in it.
Ain’t no sense in pretending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
You ain’t pickin’ up what I’m sending.
(Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
(Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
(Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
(Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
(Ooh! Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
(Ooh! Pickin’ up what I’m sending!)
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4. |
Fill My Cup
03:48
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Hot winds of summer got me all dried up.
Just trying to make it to September.
Wonder how you’re doing, are you feelin’ rough?
‘Cause I’m about to surrender.
But your love is like a cool drink of water,
when my well’s dried up,
and I’m down to my last drop.
You fill my cup.
You fill my cup.
Longing for the cool rains of spring,
under echoes of thunder.
Do you miss me like I’m missing you?
I can’t help but think and wonder.
But your love is like a raging river,
when I’m all shriveled up,
and I’m down to my last drop.
You fill my cup.
You fill my cup, yes you do, now!
But your love is like a cool drink of water,
when my well’s dried up,
and I’m down to my last drop.
Oh, you fill my cup.
You fill my cup. Oh, yeah!
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5. |
Head On A Swivel
04:19
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Walked in the joint and there was hell to pay.
Just lookin’ around it looked like judgment day.
Every man I ever owed was in the same damn place.
And every girl I ever loved was staring lightning through my face.
I slide around the edges to the end of the bar.
‘Cause I knew ol’ Tony was my only friend by far.
And he set me up with something strong and said,
“I drink to your health. You’re gonna need it from what I can tell.”
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Man what a night!
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Bound to lose my life.
Any man with sense would settle up and leave.
Find a bar out on the interstate where I could breathe.
But something told me I should stand my ground.
So I got up from the bar to have another look around.
I went past the jukebox to the billiard’s room.
To get a better sense of my impending doom.
She yelled,
“Eight ball corner pocket! If you want next, boy, then you got it!”
So I guess I’m ‘bout to meet my maker soon, oh!
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Man what a night!
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Bound to lose my life.
Man it was calm,
in the eye of the storm.
And it was lookin’ like a hurricane.
But as sure as you are born,
I’m gonna have to get back out again.
Come on, baby.
Let me finish my drink.
‘Fore I step back through the ropes,
and take my corner in the ring.
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Man what a night!
Head on a swivel.
Taking fire from all directions.
Head on a swivel.
Bound to lose my life.
Oh! Head on a swivel, baby!
Ooh, yeah!
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6. |
What Is Stopping You?
02:56
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See I got a friend, she is a painter.
Linseed oil pumping through her veins.
When she gave it up, I couldn’t believe her.
She called me crying just the other day.
If you wanna be what you were born to be,
then you better do what you were born to do.
Tell me what is stopping you?
See I got a friend, he is a writer.
Wanted to make it to the New York Times.
Well he gave it up for a little bit of money.
Now he’s writing copy of a different kind.
If you wanna be what you were born to be,
then you better do what you were born to do.
Tell me what is stopping you?
Fear and uncertainty.
That doesn’t work for me.
I’ll take my chances on safe mediocrity.
Where is the life that I dreamed of so long ago?
If you wanna be what you were born to be,
then you better do what you were born to do.
Tell me what is stopping you?
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7. |
Humble Hands
03:52
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I could survive on only your ginkgo eyes staring back at me.
You’re simply divine, made from a stardust melody. Baby you’re heavenly.
But you never take your flowers,
you give away every single stem.
But they say that humble hands,
clap loudest, clap loudest.
Cool as a breeze, you walk through life so gracefully.
And I wonder if you even know, that wherever you go, people also see what I see.
But you never take your flowers,
you give away every single stem.
And they say that humble hands,
clap loudest, clap loudest.
(You never take your flowers…) You never take your flowers.
(You never take your flowers…) Wish you would take these flowers.
(You never take your flowers…) Humble hands clap loudest.
(You never take your flowers…) But you never take your flowers.
(You never take your flowers…)
(You never take your flowers…) Humble hands clap loudest.
(You never take your flowers…) But you never take your flowers.
(You never take your flowers…)
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8. |
Sharpen Your Shovel
02:58
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Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sittin’ on solid ground and we need to get down, so,
sharpen your shovel baby.
Goddamn, you feel the pressure all around you.
Some days you just can’t take it all.
You need to get that energy up off you.
Stop standing up against the wall.
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sittin’ on solid ground and we need to get down, so,
sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Last year was just a total fucking mess, man.
You could not catch a break to save your life.
But if you need to alleviate some stress man,
got to sharpen it just like a knife.
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sittin’ on solid ground and we need to get down, so,
sharpen your shovel baby.
Put some paint where it ain’t.
Let your mind take a break for a while.
Hours to go before we get home.
Better get out the whetstone.
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sittin’ on solid ground and we need to get down, so,
sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Ah, ah, sharpen it!
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sharpen your shovel baby. (dig!)
Sittin’ on solid ground and we need to get down, so,
sharpen your shovel baby.
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9. |
Cover Your Tracks
03:11
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Ten toes over the end of temptation, man control yourself.
Think about what’s at stake.
The choice you make today defines tomorrow.
Will there be joy, will there be sorrow?
I want to know.
(I see the look in your eyes.)
I see the look in your eyes.
(I see the way that you smile.)
At them, I see the way that you look at them.
(You better cover your tracks.)
Young man, you better cover your tracks.
(Because there’s no going back.)
My friend, ‘cause there ain’t no going back to good again.
They say life is short and tomorrow is not promised,
so to be honest I can’t lecture you.
But I know this much is true.
That in a matter of time you gonna wind up by your lonesome,
and you might want someone to hold you down.
You better hold onto the love you found.
I understand that you’re conflicted,
between the pleasure of lovin’,
and the pain that it inflicted.
Ohhhh!
(I see the look in your eyes.)
I see the look in your eyes.
(I see the way that you smile.)
At them, I see the way that you look, I see the way that you look at them.
(You better cover your tracks.)
You better cover your tracks, young man.
(Because there’s no going back.)
My friend! ‘Cause there ain’t no going back to good again.
(I see the look in your eyes.)
(I see the way that you smile.)
At them, I see the way that you look, I see the way that you look at them.
(You better cover your tracks.)
(Because there’s no going back.)
No! ‘Cause there ain’t no going back to good again.
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10. |
Easy Love
03:57
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11. |
Let Love In
03:29
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Something seems different.
And you can’t hold it in.
Did you meet somebody new?
Or is it that old flame again?
Ever your guard up, armor up to your chin.
Why don’t you let love in?
Let love in.
Is that a twinkle in your eyes?
Rose-colored bliss?
Is that a grin you’re trying on for size?
‘Cause if you ask me, it sure looks like it fits.
Ever your guard up, armor up to your chin.
Why don’t you let love in?
Let love in!
Let love in!
Let love in!
You tell me you lack the passion.
But I can see that ain’t the truth.
Put your heart into action, and…
(Let love in!)
(Let love in!) Woah!
(Let love in!) Let it in.
(Let love in!) Why don’t you
(Let love in!) Ohhh..
(Let love in!)
(Let love in!) Let love in!
(Let love in!)
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The Dip Seattle, Washington
Hailing from Seattle, The Dip is an electrifying six-piece ensemble that melds vintage rhythm and blues with classic pop storytelling. Acclaimed by KEXP as “one of the most exciting and joyous acts to emerge in recent years,” the band features frontman Tom Eddy’s compelling vocals over an effortlessly deep pocket and energetic melodies from the three-piece Honeynut Horns. ... more
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