1. |
Black Anorak
02:39
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Girl I saw you dancing by the leisure pool
In your African bandana and your Wallaby shoes
Watch out!
Hey, there's no petting
Let me take you down to Argos in my limousine
I'll buy you a new toaster and a trampoline
Boing Boing!
You bet your Mother
Girl you know you're giving me a heart attack
You're blowing all the trumpets in my party pack
You're bending all the fenders on my pink cadillac
Every time I see you in your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
I'm going to buy you flowers from a Texaco
A pack of Golden Wonder and a bag of coal
Half price!
I've got some coupons
Lady let's fandango we've got nothing to lose
Let me take you for a Tango in your party shoes
Respect!
It's my pleasure
You could shake your tutu if you know what I mean
Work your little voodoo at the vending machine
B6!
Some Mini Cheddars
Girl you know you're giving me a heart attack
You're blowing all the trumpets in my party pack
You're bending all the fenders on my pink cadillac
Every time I see you in your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
Your Black Anorak
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2. |
Dirty Dishes
03:41
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You've got egg on your face there
Yes I know but I don't care
You've got chips on your shoulders
It's okay coz I'm older
So what you going to do with that poop on your spoon?
I'm going to make myself a cake, turn the lights down
and share it with you
I'm going to tidy up my room and do all those dirty dishes
Push around a broom and sweep up my dreams and wishes
Because you've got me and I've got you
You've got yourself in a pickle
I'm just the piggy in the middle
You've got chocolate on your fingers
I've got faces at my windows
So what you going to do with that poop on your shoes?
I'm going to take them for a walk through the park
and forget all my blues
I'm going to tidy up my room and do all those dirty dishes
Push around a broom and sweep up my dreams and wishes
Because you've got me and I've got you
So what you going to do with that poop on your spoon
I'm going to make myself a cake, turn the lights down
and share it with you
I'm going to tidy up my room and do all those dirty dishes
Push around a broom and sweep up my dreams and wishes
Because you've got me and I've got you
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3. |
Wrongs
02:21
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I tried to love you
I tried to shove you
Down the staircase, but you keep coming home
I tried to rub you
I tried to scrub you
Because you were dirty on the telephone
And it's been years and years since I've been in your arms
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong wrong
I never thanked you
Just tried to spank you
I tried to blank you but your face is at the door
And it's been years and years since I've been in your arms
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong wrong
I tried to please you
I tried to squeeze you
With my tissue, my tissue of charms
I woke your Mother
I poked your Brother
I got bruises and now I'm seeing stars
And it's been years and years since I've been in your arms
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong wrong
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4. |
Glitterballs
04:04
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Everybody wants to wrestle with me
Trying to shake the fruit from my tree
They try to monkey with me but it makes my mango bananas
You used to be the king on the hill
And now you're crying over spilt milk
Suppose you better get to mopping up your tears with that sponge cake
I used to be the belle of the ball
But now I'm only two inches tall
So how the hell do I reach into the cupboard for honey?
Pull down the blind
It's my turn to shine
And dance, dance, dance under my glitter ball
So pull up your pants
Coz now is your chance to dance under your glitter ball
The bigger they are the harder they fall
Oh no
Everybody wants a pig in a poke
Some people tell you life is a joke
But I heard it and I really didn't think it was funny
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha har
I can see the lights up ahead
I'm going to buy a condo with Fred
And we're going to make some absolutely super frittatas
Pull down the blind
It's my turn to shine
And dance, dance, dance under my glitter ball
So pull up your pants
Coz now is your chance to dance under your glitter ball
The bigger they are the harder they fall
The bigger they are the harder they fall
Oh, no
Oh, no
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5. |
Hot Cats
02:44
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Johnny walks into a bar....
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Sons of Pete UK
A 25 year sonic bromance in action. Scott & Al formed Sons of Pete for fun, the name being a reference to the fact that their Dad's share the same name of Pete... and they are the sons of those two Pete's. SoP, for short, is an outlet for the sweet things in life. ... more
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