1. |
Waiting For You
03:39
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I wish you would really make up your mind
I didn't mean forever when I said take your time
I know someone like you is hard to find
Please now girl, Don't have me waiting, waiting in line this time
What do I really have to to do?
I already have played the fool
And I'll do it again, take two
I don't mind, I'll play it cool this time
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...)
This time
I don't mind waiting for you
Give me a sign
If it's all you can do
Give me something
Anything to hold to
To hold on to
I wish you would really make up your mind
I didn't mean forever when I said take your time
I know someone like you is hard to find
Please now girl, Don't have me waiting, waiting in line this time
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...)
No, not this time
Well, I don't mind waiting for you
Just give me a sign, if that's all you can do
Just give me something
Anything... to hold on to
To hold on to
(Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh...)
Been waitin' for you
Waitin' for you
I don't wanna wait forever
A sign
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2. |
Happiness
04:02
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Take some time to understand
What it is to love, what it is to have
Happiness is waiting for you
All that time goes by
But that time doesn't pass me by
Happiness is time with you
Oh, yeah
With you
Don't let time go by
It's worth tryin' all the time
Happiness is time with you
Happiness is time with you
It takes time, sometimes
To get things right in my mind
To get things right in my mind
To get things right in my mind
It takes time, sometimes
To get things right in my mind
To get things right in my mind
To get things right in my mind
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3. |
I'm Still Alive
03:03
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I did it all when I was young
And I don't regret a thing
I climbed the walls, my song was sung
I broke some guitar strings
And now I've come of age
But I'm still on the same page
I found out early on the only way that I could survive
I write the songs, I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm still alive
Yeah
(Yeah)
I met a girl
And we got on like a house on fire
She is my world movin' on
And the flame gets a-higher
And now two baby boys
But we still make a lotta noise
I found out early on the only way that I could survive
I write the songs, I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm still alive
Oh!
And now two baby boys
But we still make a lotta noise
I found out early on the only way that I could survive
I write the songs, I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm still alive
Yeah!
I found out early on the only way that I could survive
I write the songs, I'm still alive, I'm still alive, I'm still alive
Yeah!
I'm still alive
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4. |
I'm So in Love with You
03:00
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I hoped a train in Montreal
(Gotta get a message to you)
Wound up in Moncton on a payphone at the mall
(Gotta get a message to you)
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
They gave me an award in Charlottetown
(Gotta get a message to you)
I got bored and hit the hotel lounge
(Gotta get a message to you)
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
Touchin' down with the sun shinin' bright
(Gotta get a message to you)
If I can make it to the limo I'll be holding you tonight
(Gotta get a message to you)
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
I'm so, i'm so in love with you
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5. |
Lunger's Lament
03:55
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I had a dream
You were with a stranger
He was wearin' black tie, black suit
He laid your sweet head
On a luxury bed
In the center of a parlour room
Put a blush on your cheek
Let your hair down nice and neat
He did it by the light of the moon
And we were drinkin' suds
In a dirty little pub
And baby, we were singin' your tune
Another dream
And mother, what a scene
And here come another strange dude
Tellin' stories
'bout your losses and your glories
It was no one I knew
Soon outside the church
You'd be one with the earth
While I cried in the vestibule
We hung around
With our heads hangin' down
And baby, we were singin' your tune
I awoke
Ear-ly in the mornin'
Sheets strewn across the stair
You were gone without any warning
And I couldn't find you nowhere
I swam to you across an ocean
But you was drowning in a swimming pool
Should you care to come up for air
Baby, I'll be singing your tune
Should you care to come up for air
Baby, I'll be singing your tune
Should you care to come up for air
Baby, I'll be singing your tune
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6. |
Better Than That
02:30
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Well, you really oughta know
Yeah, you really oughta know
Well, you're old enough to know
Yeah, you're old enough to know
Better than that
Better than that
(Better, better)
Better than that
Well, you really oughta know
Yeah, you really oughta know
Well, you're old enough to know
Yeah, you're old enough to know
Better than that
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Better than that
Ooh-ooh!
(Better, better)
Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
Ooh! Yeah, yeah, yeah
Better than that
Well, you really oughta know
(Better than that)
Yes, you really oughta know
(Better than that)
Girl, you're old enough to know
(Better than that)
(Better than that)
Oh!
(Better, better, better)
Uh!
(Better than that)
Uh! C'mon, give it to me!
(Better than that)
(Better, better)
(Better than that)
(Better, better)
(Better than that)
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7. |
Turn It All Around
05:38
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Well, I remember
When you were young
No one could ever
Ever keep you down
In your pretty head
It was all a lark
Never in your bed
When the sky grew dark
Well, you ditched school
Hitched a ride
A little B & E
On the East side
Slept around
Wound up in trouble
I found you livin'
Underneath the rubble
And I said
Now's the time
To turn it all around
Now's your time
To turn it all around
Well, you got a job
For a couple of months
Somebody got robbed
Of all their junk
You split town
When the dealer come drummin'
With charges abound
Now you can't keep runnin'
And you know
Now's the time
To turn it all around
Still time
To turn it all around
I'm not gonna pull you out
Out of this frozen lake
Just to watch you burn
Burn at the stake
It's gonna hurt, baby
Until it don't
But if you say you will
I won't say I won't
All you got to do
C'mon
(Turn it all around)
C'mon, baby
C'mon, my baby
You know you got to
(Turn it all around)
Don't you worry about me, babe
Don't you worry what they say
C'mon
(Turn it all around)
You got to do it for yourself
You got to do it for yourself
Now, turn it
(Turn it all around)
Sister, sister
I love ya
(Turn it all around...)
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8. |
If You Were Mine
02:08
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I took a walk
On down your darkened street
Heard lots of talk
Outside your gallery
I paid my fare
Awed by your design
You ain't nowhere
That I could ever find
And I was blinded
Blinded by your light
If you were mine
If only you were mine
If you were mine
If only you were mine
I rehearsed for years
To play your kind of blues
You made it clear
That I could only lose
I cried, I cried
My broken down dream
You lied, you lied
You never lied to me
And I was blinded
Blinded by your light
If you were mine
If only you were mine
If you were mine
If only you were mine
If you were mine
If only you were mine
If you were mine
If only you were mine
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9. |
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I will admit I should've messed about with you
Just wasn't fair to either one of us
Even though I did like being with you
While I actually was
I don't know why I did, I guess that I
Just needed to feel loved
I don't know why I did, I guess that I
Just needed to feel loved
Alright
I guess it's time I
Made myself clear I
See I wasn't clear enough, baby
I don't believe you
You don't even know me
Is that clear enough, baby?
P.S. My glasses are just fine
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10. |
Endless Weekend
00:28
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Mick Davis St. John'S, Newfoundland and Labrador
Mick Davis is a Canadian singer-songwriter & founder of The Novaks. A twenty-five year veteran of performing, record-making, & touring, Mick's music trek boasts of alliances with Steve Van Zandt & opening dates with KISS. Mick is the recipient of numerous MusicNL & ECMA awards. He lives in St. John's, NL. ... more
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