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Wendy's Waltz (Intro)
01:07
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Wendy
do you wanna come over
or maybe I'll come to you
either is fine
Wendy
we feel a little bit magic
I thought every romance was tragic
but lately I'm starting to trust
in the time that's been given to us
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2. |
Say That You Like Me
03:43
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The moment I met ya
I wanted to know
hey do you like me
hey do you like me
I ruin a good thing
by running my mouth
but baby don’t fight me
just say that you like me
We go to the movies
we kiss in my bed
You leave my apartment
you stay in my head
we try to be sexy
without being real
you wanna excite me
then tell me you like me
I wanna be the one you open to
we've got it in the right places,
if we could stop all the fakeness
I wanna lie down next to you tonight
I wanna be the only you you like
You say that you’re leaving
I don’t know what to do
Hey do you like me?
Hey do you like me?
I ruin the best thing
By running my mouth
Oh baby don’t fight me
Say that you like me
And everyone that ever gave their heart
gave it when i didn’t give a damn
less and less I gave, the more they want
loving me not knowing who I am
Suddenly it’s my heart on the line
now I'm far too open, and I can't let go
and I’m saving all my jokes, and I’m ruining my sleep
for the only girl that never let me know
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3. |
Our First Time
03:10
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And I’ve been with the girl next door
but it never felt like this before
in the past, it wouldn't last, tenderness wasn’t true
but I feel different now
Shared a room with a girl last fall
but I wasn’t really there at all
lying here, in your arms,
is exactly where I should be, oh
so I forget my history
And it feels like the first time
and there's nothing like the first time
so we let a little white lie
take us over
I’m eighteen when i see your face
two madonnas in a public space
but we're home, when we’re alone
I'm maturing with you, oh,
we’re not kids anyone
and one day we're gonna break up
will this be my last first love
and I don't' want to grow up
you can call me Peter Pan
if growing up means losing love
I don't wanna be a man
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4. |
Caterpillar
03:46
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My sister called me up from her campus
it’s later on the east coast but she can’t sleep
the kinda worries that you just can’t keep
wondering who she gonna be, how she’s gonna lead
she’s wondering why should she study
why should she care and work so hard just for nothing
when the world tells you that you that you can’t be something
that's when you gotta keep your head up when they knock you down you get up.
When my sister's president, I think she’ll be good at it
I’ll be hanging by the pool while she does the governing
Air Force One to Hawaii for the hell of it
while she gives a speech so eloquent
Until then, I guess we make the best of it
so much hate in the world for my girl
but I pray to God so reverent
One day make my sister the president
She can take it, I know that she can make it (x4)
When we were young she would study late
she worked so hard, worried what her friends would say
it’s already tough enough to be girl today,
you try to make difference people take your love away
on November 8th we were crying,
they told her she could be anything, were they lying?
Nah man, they just couldn’t see it
but if I want a change I better be it
And I'm not saying that we ain't gotta work on it
I'm not sitting back to relax
I'm saying I've got love and respect for you
I'm saying that I've got your back
Don't tell me that it's over
I know we ain't the last resistors
Don't tell me that it's over
Clearly you haven't met my sister.
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6. |
Good Guy
03:31
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Took a photo of my father in the kitchen,
while he's getting bad news
he's silhouetted by the light from the window,
as he turns away for a minute
my father lost of a lot of weight but I'll still never fit in his shoes
he tends to a garden
I tend to my Instagram
I want to be more than myself
these days I'm a bore to myself
I want to be the good guy, good guy
help me be the good guy, good guy
I want more from a song
than a bass heavy sing-a-long
I pretend to be the good guy, good guy
help me be the good guy, good guy
He's a good guy, what good guy,
he's the real deal, what a good guy
There's a moment when I'm falling asleep where
I don't know who I am
take a photo of myself to remind me
but I wish it'd last for a minute
can't scroll to the bottom of my heartache
gotta get me out of my hand
just give me a garden
I'm trying to give a damn
He's a good guy, what a good guy,
he's the real deal, what a good guy
good guy knows when he falls in love
good guy, he can't mess it up,
good guy, always does enough
he's a good guy
I want to be more than myself
these days I'm a bore to myself
I want to be the good guy, good guy
help me be the good guy, good guy
I want more from a song
than a bass heavy sing-a-long
I pretend to be the good guy, good guy
help me be the good guy, good guy
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7. |
Jealous Of
04:26
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8. |
Little Armenia
03:16
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In Little Armenia
come meet me please
we’ll ride with the top down
in Los Feliz
I’m leaving Hollywood
the guy’s a skeeze
and I’m hoping I’m seeing ya
In Little Armenia
In Little Armenia
or Silverlake
They bike and they skateboard
and they all run late
Don’t mess with the valley
the girl’s a tease
and I’m hoping I’m seeing ya
In Little Armenia
Little, Little, Little
Little Armenia
Little, Little, Little
Little Armenia
In Little Armenia
Or Echo Park
feeding the pigeons
kissing in the dark
we bike and we skateboard
we don’t say please
We're hoping we're seeing ya
In Little Armenia
In Little Armenia
Koreatown
Funk Night at the Echo
And we all get down
we hope in an Uber
we scrape our knee
We’re hoping we’re seeing ya
in Little Armenia
Oo, but you don't live here anymore, no
You don't live here anymore
Call me, call me, call me on the phone,
‘cause you don't live here anymore.
Call me on the phone.
In Little Armenia
I live alone
And I got a house here
That was once a home
With every amenity
And nothing to do
In Little Armenia
'Cause I ain't got you
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9. |
Neverland
04:02
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10. |
WHATHAVEIDONE
04:15
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