1. |
Livin' With You
04:05
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I hold your hand
You pull my arm
You say you'll be damned
If you do me harm
You are the jeweller
I am your charm
Shinin'
Shinin' so blue
I kiss your lips
Oh, but you only sigh
Everything make you hiss
I don't know why
Only thing you can't resist
Is makin' me cry
And I'm cryin'
What else can I do?
I go to my car
Oh, but you got the key
I can't get far
Without a pretty please
Ah, you done it so good
I'm beginning to believe
I'm drivin'
Drivin' down a lost avenue
Livin' with you
Livin' with you...
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2. |
Darlin' You
02:40
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Another place, another time
Darlin', you would still be mine
Another race, another dime
Darlin', you would still be mine
Do you believe?
(Yeah)
Do you believe?
(Yeah)
Do you believe that we were meant to be?
Another stop on another line
Darlin', you'd still be on time
Do you believe?
(Yeah)
Do you believe?
(Yeah)
Do you believe that we were meant to be?
Another place, another time
Darlin', you would still be mine
Another race, another dime
Darlin', you would still be mine
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3. |
Same Old Boy
03:20
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Standin' in the drink
Knockin' at your pink door
Your kitchen sink
Is filthy from the night before
Well, honey I'll do your dishes
Help you with your household chores
If you'd pull the latch, down the hatch
I'll wipe my boots on your bedroom floor
'Cause I'm the same old boy
Yes, I'm the same old boy
Well, I'm the same old boy
That you knew before
(Same old boy)
(Same old boy)
(Same old boy)
(Same boy! Same boy!)
Shakin' off the cold
Hanky underneath my nose
I'm your delivery boy
Chivalry from head to toe
So, c'mon, let me in
Slip me some skin
I ain't nobody that you don't know
I'm just your bundle of joy, your same old boy
Let's kick-kick-kick it like we did before
'Cause I'm the same old boy
Yes, I'm the same old boy
Well, I'm the same old boy
That you knew before
(Same old boy)
(Same old boy)
(Same old boy)
(Same boy! Same boy!)
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4. |
Defenseless
03:22
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This old world owes me nothin'
This old world looks just fine
Said adieu to my ego
See what else I can find
And I won't ask you, mother
For things you cannot do
And I won't task you, brother
With things that don't concern you
And if I do any harm
Take away all my senses
Let me fall in your arms
Defenseless
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5. |
Give Her Love
03:26
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All that love
From just one kid
It's never enough
The love she gives
You fill yourself up
Then you let her down
Like a balloon
Spins to the ground
Give her love
Give her love
Give her love
Give her peace
Throw down your arms
Let it ring out
Like a fire alarm
Lift her up
Give her relief
Give her (love)
Give her belief
Give her love
Give her love
Give her love
Give her love
Ooh, give her love
Give her love
Give her love! Give her love!
(Love...)
La la Love...
Love!
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6. |
Flyin' So Low
03:56
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Long line
And I'm standin' all alone
Long line
And I'm standin' all alone
Ain't nobody
Flyin' so low
I pay my ticket
And I walk on in
I pay my ticket
Walk on in
Gonna sit here all by myself
Until the very end
Sad movie
Make me feel at home
Sad movie
Make me feel right at home
Ain't got nobody
To call my own
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7. |
One More Time
02:46
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Sun come up but the dark don't disappear
Night come down and there's a little prick in my ear
A dirty deed
Satisfies a need
And the ache inside
And the shit in my eyes
Go walkin' on down the street
Daddy, can you watch me bleed
A-just-a one more time?
I laid my cards down on the table
Thought I was ready, thought I was able
To start anew
Make it up to you
But I was feelin' mean
When I come out clean
And I just had to get myself a little dirty
Daddy, can you watch me bleed
A-just-a one more time?
I laid my head down on the grass
Closed my eyes and waited for the feelin' to pass
Dreadful thoughts
In parking lots
Well, there ain't no rest
For the livin' dead
And Daddy, now you're all that I've got
Daddy, can you watch me bleed
Daddy, can you watch me bleed
A-just-a one more time?
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8. |
Pretty Purple
02:05
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Pretty, pretty baby
The world looks good on you
But don't it seem like lately
You've seen it through a foreign hue
You walk just like your mother
And you talk like your daddy do
Pretty, pretty baby
The world looks good on you
(The world looks good on you)
Pretty, pretty flower
Doubled over in the evening air
Sprung up in the hour
When no one noticed you was there
You sigh just like your mother
And you cry like your daddy do
Pretty, pretty flower
The world looks good on you
(The world looks good on you)
Pretty, pretty purple
Somewhere 'tween red and blue
Leapin' over hurdles
And people leapin' over you
You look just like your mother
And you talk like your daddy do
Pretty, pretty baby
The world looks good on you
(The world looks good on you)
(The world looks good on you)
The world looks good on you
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9. |
If You Were Mine
02:37
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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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10. |
Nowhere to Heaven
03:02
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Goin' from nowhere to heaven
Knowing it's nowhere
Blueprint
The plans that you made
Even keel
On the road that you paved
Hard floors and insulation
Big window with the light shinin' through
Goin' from nowhere to heaven
Knowing it's nowhere
Goin' from nowhere to heaven
Knowing it's nowhere
Weather-worn wood
Grey Jay on the mast
Your father and brothers
Stirrin' in the past
Hard floors and insulation
Big window with the light shinin' through
Goin' from nowhere to heaven
Knowing it's nowhere
Goin' from nowhere to heaven
Knowing it's nowhere
To heaven
Oh!
Yeah!
Whoa!
To heaven!
Oh!
Yeah!
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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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