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Schoolgirls
04:10
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Low on the horizon when the sun is barely risin'
Drinking Hefeweizen puts some hair upon the dog
It ain't so surprisin' that the cattle and the bison
Are all grazin', some are hidin' in the fog
Now, when my woman's gone away
When the kids are out to play
I pop on my DVD and there I see on my TV:
Schoolgirls! Schoolgirls!
Itty-bitty fool girls
Good girls, bad girls
Any kind you like
Schoolgirls! Schoolgirls!
Sexy-in-the-pool girls
Naked, dripping water from their pigtails
It does excite me
I go to the city on the weekend, it's so pretty
All the buildings are so wonderfully high
When I'm at the market, it seems I am on target
Bringing groceries home to Margaret
And those lovely kids of mine
But when all eyes are not on me
I head for the magazines
Pull back the velvet curtains and
There they are in front of me:
Schoolgirls! Schoolgirls!
Itty-bitty fool girls
Good girls, bad girls
Any kind you like
Schoolgirls! Schoolgirls!
Sexy-in-the-pool girls
Naked, dripping water from their pigtails
It does excite me
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It's Don's Life
04:28
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Talk of money, you can talk of love
Neither rain down from the Heavens above
Got my problems, baby you got yours
Got a fever or is it something more?
It's Don's life and he can do as he pleases
Let Don die very slowly from his many diseases
Cancer, Lou Gehrig's, Alzheimer's and AIDS
What we wouldn't give to wish them all away
Always complaining about how living hurts
He may well be sickly but he's also a jerk
It's Don's life and he can do as he pleases
Let Don die very slowly from his many diseases
Would he really go and wish it all away?
All the fun he's had should make things OK!
Blood transfusions and surgeries...
Place your bets that he'll live longer than me!
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Little Billy Wonders...
03:34
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Little Billy wonders, wonders, wonders
Little Billy wonders, wonders why?
Why did you leave him all alone?
Would it kill you maybe once
To someday call him on the phone?
What could he have done
To make you storm out angrily,
Abandoning your son?
And why, why does it hurt?
He'd rather that you used a belt
Instead of hurtful words
And now he and his Mom
Know that you have gone away
But they wonder for how long
Little Billy wonders, wonders, wonders
Little Billy wonders, wonders why?
Little Billy wonders, wonders, wonders
Little Billy wonders, wonders why?
Now here stands a boy!
He grew up much too fast
He never had that many toys
His Mom is poor as hell
They ate Thanksgiving dinner
At the local Taco Bell
And as the years pass by
Billy sits under a bridge
And he can't help but cry
His beard is long and white
Holding out a can of coins
As other folk pass by, singing:
Little Billy wonders, wonders, wonders
Little Billy wonders, wonders why?
Little Billy wonders, wonders, wonders
Little Billy wonders, wonders why?
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Our sails were all but packed away
The night we reached the pirate's cave
And my best mate on the brigade
Was elsewhere, sleeping with the maids
And so, with sword and shield in hand
I dared to venture to the land
The legends they have all been heard
For many men enter, but few return!
Forever searching for buried gold
I fought the dragon but lost my soul
My aim was deadly, with speed and skill
The Epic Saga of Sunset Hill!
I hitched my pantaloons up tight
And sauntered back towards the night
None of my crew knew I prevailed
I woke them up to tell my tale!
One of the swabbies who frightens most
Pointed in fear at the dragon's ghost!
Everyone trembled but I just laughed
Laughed at the ghost before I kicked it's ass!!!
Forever searching for buried gold
I fought the spirit but lost my soul
My aim was deadly, with speed and skill
The Epic Saga of Sunset Hill!
Sunset Hill!!!
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Back On That Old Farm
06:07
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The rooster comes a'calling
With the rising of the sun
Wake up early morning
There are chores that need be done
People I know say
That I was lucky to be young
On their knees, telling me
It ain't easy growing up, no...
It ain't easy growing up...
Now 30 years have come and gone
And much has changed since then
My body somewhat worn away
I've lost so many friends
I know a place where I can go
Where time can do no harm
Just take my hand and we can
Head on back to that old farm...
Back on that old farm
Back on that old farm
Now run your hand across the many
Cracks upon the wall
There's a funny story there
But of what I can't recall
Since we'd left, our precious home
Had once or twice been sold
My parents passed away
And all my friends became so old
They became so old...
And I remember memories
I thought had been forgot
Fairy tales and fantasies
And baseball cards I bought
Buried like a treasure 'neath
The floorboards of this barn
My tears are welcome friends
When I am back on that old farm
Back on that old farm
Back on that old farm
Back on that old farm
Back on that old farm
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Julian Buttersweets Sacramento
Julian Buttersweets is a songsmith, beatcrafter and crooner from Sacramento CA. He considers himself avant-pop royalty and expects you treat him as such. Any time you see him walking alone without a fresh hot dog in his hand, give him a pat on the shoulder, a reassuring smile and say "Hey! Tomorrow is another new day for hot dogs." He may thank you with a song. ... more
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