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Love Is Like Jazz
04:54
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Well, you probably couldn't tell that spring's so close from us
After Christmastime and New Year's lust
Time moves fast in a joy ride
The both of us escape the mundane
We sit and sing whilst in the shade
I ask myself, "well how could this be?"
Love is like jazz
And it's a mystery
And it's true that you're my Miss Washington, D.C.
And you'll always be a part of me even when you're apart from me
Without you by my side, Chocolate City's so empty
We shall rediscover America in a path of no return to make it a haven for every boy and girl
I'm an immigrant and you're a dancer in the dark
Love is like jazz
You don't gotta try so hard
I saw a film that happened to be a happenstance from Hell
Oh, couldn't you tell?
Every girl I ever loved or liked was there
They were passing a blunt around, and yes, I enjoyed myself
The past is a decent film
Now the lights turn on, you appear
This is reality, I shouldn't fear
Should have seen the forest and not the trees
Love is like jazz
And it works out eventually
And when I'm on my rocking chair
I know you can't see it but it's always there
I search for the note that brings me back to you
Love is like jazz
It came after the blues
Love is like jazz
I'll play just for you
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Margot's Birthday Song
01:56
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Happy birthday, Margot
You are twenty-one years old
But the oldest soul one could ever know
Hope you eat the cake with ice cream and chocolate
Everybody loves you today
Everyone wants to be Malkovich, but I wanna be your man
I got us a one-way ticket
It will take us to Kazakhstan
You are the most beautiful woman I've ever met
Even when you smoke a cigarette
Please enjoy your birthday today
I hope your friends aren't late
To celebrate the spirit of you
I can't wait for twenty-two
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Betty and Rita
02:46
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Betty and Rita, solving mysteries together
Betty and Rita, you're my two true pairings
Always on the run, always crashing cars
Betty and Rita, just like in the movies
I once had a dream that life was managed by fiends
But now I feel so new now that love has set me free
Trouble always comes until the robins run
Trouble always comes until the robins run
Jeffrey and Sandy, they're just playing detective
Jeffrey and Sandy, they're great listeners 'cause they found an ear
Found an ear you can turn to and Sandy drives the getaway
Jeffrey and Sandy, there's so much more to small-town life
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Dominatrix Deanna
02:12
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Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you
You can do anything you want to me
Break this guitar, or default on my student loans
I love your soft lingerie
But you're deadlier than a mob boss in a track suit
I'm sure you've attained this brutal desire in the fountain of eternal youth
Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you
I'm perplexed by your pornographic philosophy
You can have all of me
Iron clad lung, so much fun
If you're the princess, I'm the pauper
Your ten-inch heels weigh a ton
Electric skin akin to copper
Dominatrix Deanna, I'm so in love with you
You can do anything you want to me
Like plagiarize this poem and make it your own
With a love so warm, I'll always be your throne
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Song for Belle de Jour
02:41
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this is just a title to a song i haven't written, and all our sinful desires are best kept forbidden. i wanna see you again, belle de jour. your husband is dead. all just a ruse to have you in bed. oh, the things we do for love!
it is you i must consume, bit the apple that led up to the tomb! belle de jour, i wish i could protect u...
you're going through a wonderful phase: you find solace in whips and chains. take back your soul, take back your pride, let's have a séance and wake up Bonnie and Clyde. belle de jour, oh goodness please... your beauty of the day is just what i need. i wanna live in your kink-filled kingdom. i'd do anything to be with you.
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Phantom Text Syndrome
02:00
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Phantom text syndrome
Because I heard a buzz, not from a bee
I thought someone wanted to talk to me
Look at my phone and no one's there
It makes me want to rip out my hair
It's killing me slow, I can't seem to let go of this damn phone anymore
I get so desperate that I think I hear a vibration
Run to your notification like a dog to a bone
But it's a false alarm
It's nobody's fault but mine
I wanna text you all the time
It's killing me slow, I can't seem to let go of this damn phone anymore
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I've gotta do whatever I can to clear my name
And I'll do just what it takes
I didn't do it, I didn't do it, I didn't do it
I swear
When you've consumed art and television
There's a point in which you're willing to give up almost everything
Just to reach that close-up
That's what I did, and now I'm paying the price
All I wanted was to act, I'll never go back
I have lived a life free from sin
When I was a kid, I didn't drink the wine
I would never hurt a fly
I'm not that kind of guy
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My Own Private Julia
02:02
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Julia, you run around with a Super 8
You wanna be the next John Waters
You're the mother and I'm the father
The camera never tells a lie
So don't try to run and hide
Make sure the tripod's right, make sure you got the film
It's a portrait in black and white
Balance the frame with a soft light
Velvet curtains compliment your turquoise dress
You say words like "debonair"
I just love the curls in your hair
Julia, you run around with a Super 8
You're a photography superstar
And I know that you'll go very far
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Once the Credits Rolled
03:45
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Out in the mainland, from Baltimore to Japan
I thought I had my mind made up on you
You were so fun to analyze, but now you hurt my eyes
I thought I had my mind made up on you
But, now I feel so blue
I watched Persona the other day
It confused me to tears, I must say
But, now I don't know what to do
I thought I was so in love with you
You once took me on adventures
But, now I'm so bored of your colors and your monologues
And your 90-plus-minute run time
Good things never last
I got up so fast once the credits rolled
I can't believe I brainwashed myself to like Alfred Hitchcock
I thought it'd be charming to visit the theatre every day
My pockets are empty, I'm so hungry
I wish you could eat postmodernism
Out in the mainland, from Baltimore to Japan
I thought I had my mind made up on you
Too much of anything is bad
The conversation I wish I had
I thought I had my mind made up on you
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Shadow J. Brown Silver Spring, Maryland
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