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Me
06:53
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There’s a lot of things that I want to change
But some things don’t come that easily to me
It would be a lie to say I don’t try hard every day
To make some sense out of me
And there’s a lot of things that I don’t deserve
One being trust and another one being a pretty girl’s company
But, I guess that’s just the way it is, uh-huh.
It’s better to be smart than it is lucky
There’s a lot of things that I want to do
And it’s not like those things are real heavy
Stuck in place, keep giving advice, armed to the teeth without a disguise
And you got me just as I am
And there’s a lot of things I got shakin’ down
But none of those things really matter much to me
And I know just where to go where the pretty ladies flock and the wine does flow
But that’s nowhere near this town
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Same Old Bullshit
04:14
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Well, I’m back in that state of mind
Back in that moment where it ain’t safe to be
I reminisce about your love and affection gone by
And how it sits with me
And this bitter taste I’m left with, oh it just won’t escape
But, I guess that’s cool with me
Because now I see more clearly, I can see right through the bullshit
You weren’t the one for me
And now I’m free.
I used to blame myself for all your misgivings
As if it was all on me
I stayed up restless nights
I strummed on my six string and I screamed, “Oh, pity me!”
And a pretty girl like you can find some other foolish guy and play on his sympathy
But it won’t be long until you pull that same old bullshit that you did on me
You’ll never be free.
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From My Window...
04:54
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I saw a pretty girl outside my window
It was around, oh, quarter to nine
If I had to guess I’d say she was on her way from work
Her pencil skirt looked so nice
So I gathered up some courage,
And followed from a few steps behind
I couldn’t muster up the guts to even say, “Good Morning,”
But, I guess that’s fine.
‘Cuz there’s always tomorrow.
I woke up a little late, looked out my window
and couldn’t find that girl so fine
I thought, “Maybe she got some coffee,
Maybe she’s running late too. Hell, it’s only ten past nine.”
So I put on a decent shirt
And headed on out the door without a shave
As I stepped outside I walked right into her
The way luck works is strange
So I said, “Good Morning.”
Isn’t it funny what happens when you throw caution to the wind?
You’ll find a part of yourself that’s buried deep within.
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While I struggle to write a song and see these words come through,
I only see you
And I barely know you, but I think it might be right
So I say, “Baby, why don’t you make my dreams come true?”
Well, you got this way about you that I just cannot resist
And it seems that there won’t be a sun in the sky if I don’t see another day through with you
So I say, “Baby, why don’t you make my dreams come true?”
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See Ya Later
06:07
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I thought I had something important to say
I can't remember anymore
I'm kinda nervous 'cuz I don't know what to say
I guess it don't matter much
You look at me like I should know just what to say
It's not like I wrote this down at all
I can't figure out what to talk about anyway
Fuck it.
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Nick LeBlanc New Bedford, Massachusetts
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