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JENNY LOU
04:36
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JENNY LOU JENNY LOU I LOVE THE THINGS THAT YOU DO EVERY DAY
THE WAY THAT YOU SAY THE WORDS THAT YOU SAY
MAKE ME WANNA FALL ON MY KNEES AND PRAY TO YOU
JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU
JENNY LOU JENNY LOU I’VE BROKEN ALL OF MY RULES YESTERDAY
THE WAY THAT YOU PLAY THE GAMES THAT YOU PLAY
MAKE ME WANNA LOSE MY INNOCENCE AND STAY WITH YOU
JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU
JENNY LOU CAN’T YOU SEE YOU WERE MEANT FOR ME
ME AND YOU OUR WHOLE LIVES THROUG
JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU
Break
FROM MY HOUSE TO YOUR HOUSE IS A LONG ROUGH RIDE
BUT I’M WILLING TO PAY THE TOLL TO GET TO YOUR SIDE
I’LL DUCK AND DIVE AND DRIVE AND DRIVE
TO GET INSIDE YOUR DOOR
LOOKING FOR YOUR SMILE IN MY REAR VIEW MIRROW
I’M ALWAYS ON THE ROAD BUT THE PICTURE’S GETTING CLEARER
I’LL DRIVE ALL NIGHT TOWARDS THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
TO BE NEARER TO YOU
JENNY LOU CAN’T YOU SEE YOU WERE MEANT FOR ME
ME AND YOU OUR WHOLE LIVES THROUG
JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU, JENNY LOU
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
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Rich Olga Inc. (BM)
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NONSENSE
03:14
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I’ve got holes in my shoes and patches on my knees
Anytime I chose I get the honey from the bees
The light pole is red and the fire hydrant’s green
Anything you saw you know that I’ve seen
CHORUS
Nonsense nonsense fills the world
Nonsense nonsense thrills the world
Nonsense nonsense kills the world
Nonsense nonsense, we’re all fools
You’ve got grass on you head and candy on your tongue
Every time you dream you catch a bullet from a gun
Look into my eyes; ignore the knives in my hands
Please understand I’m not an evil man
CHORUS
The brunette girl was quick, goodbye was all she said
She couldn’t cure the sick but she raised the dead
Her church was burning, her idols were false
She needed a cue and a set of balls
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGA INC. (BMI)
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SHE'S IN L.A.
03:48
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SHE HAD DENIM BLUES EYES THAT MATCHED HER FADED JEANS
IN HER HANDS SHE HELD MY DREAMS
WE WENT BAD TOGETHER DAY BY DAY
NOW I’M IN THIS JAIL CELL AND SHE’S IN L.A.
Chorus:
SHE’S IN L.A., SHE’S IN L.A.
SPENDING THE MONEY MAKING ME PAY
SHE’S IN L.A., SHE’S IN L.A.
DANCING OUR LOVE AWAY
NOW I’M IN THIS JAIL CELL AND SHE’S IN L.A.
WE STARTED ROBBING BANKS AND THE LIQUOR STORES
MAKING LOVE BEHIND CLOSED DOORS
WE WORKED WELL TOGETHER DAY BY DAY
NOW I’M IN THIS JAIL CELL AND SHE’S IN L.A.
Chorus
THEN ONE DAY WE MET THE LAW AND THE GUN
AND WITH HER DENIM BLUES EYES AND HER SOFT SPOKEN LIES
SHE CONVINCED THEM THAT I WAS THE ONE
THEY LET HER WALK AWAY, THEY LET HER WALK AWAY
NOW I’M IN THIS JAIL CELL AND SHE’S IN L.A.
Chorus
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
All rights reserved
Rich Olga Inc. (BMI)
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DON'T SAY HELLO
03:11
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I’VE GOT SOMETHING TO TELL YOU
I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND
ALL THE PLACES I’VE TRAVELLED
WERE NOT THE PLACES I PLANNED TO BE
AND I HAVEN’T HAD A DRINK ALL DAY
I KNOW YOU DON’T BELIEVE ME BUT THIS IS NOT A STORY
YOU ALREADY OWN A PIECE OF ME
YOU’LL NEVER OWN ANY MORE OF ME
AND WHEN WE MEET AGAIN DON’T SAY HELLO
DON’T TRY TO WHISPER MY NAME
YOU HAD ME ONCE, YOU LET ME GO
IT’S TIME WE STARTED DRINKING AGAIN
THERE’S SOMETHING THAT YOU SHOULD KNOW
I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND
ALL THE LIARS I’VE LAID LOW
WERE NOT THE LOVERS I PLANNED TO HOLD
AND I HAVEN’T HAD A DRINK ALL DAY
AND WHEN WE MEET AGAIN DON’T SAY HELLO
DON’T TRY TO WHISPER MY NAME
I HAD YOU ONCE, I LET YOU GO
IT’S TIME WE STARTED DRINKING AGAIN
I KNOW YOU DON’T BELIEVE ME BUT THIS IS NOT A STORY
YOU ALREADY OWN A PIECE OF ME
YOU’LL NEVER OWN ANY MORE OF ME
AND WHEN WE MEET AGAIN DON’T SAY HELLO
DON’T TRY TO WHISPER MY NAME
WE HAD IT ONCE, WE LET IT GO
IT’S TIME WE STARTED DRINKING AGAIN
WE HAD IT ALL, WE LET IT GO
IT’S TIME WE STARTED DRINKING AGAIN
© 2011 Kenneth Higney
All rights reserved
Rich Olga Inc. (BMI)
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EVERYBODY
04:39
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Chorus
IT’S STRANGE HOW EVERYBODY WANTS TO DO THE SAME THING
EVERYBODY WANTS ME TO DO WHAT THEY WANT ME TO DO
NOBODY DRIVES BEYOND THE WALL
NOBODY WANTS TO LET ME SING
NOBODY REFUSES TO PAY THE FINE
BUT EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY IS WASTING MY TIME
THEY TAP THEIR FEET AND JUGGLE THEIR BALLS
AND NEVER GET THE JOKES
THEY RUN TO GOD WHEN THE PREACHER CALLS
AND HIDE INSIDE THEIR ROBES
THEIR WORLD IS FULL OF METAL TREES
AND CHILDREN MADE OF CHALK
NOBODY EVER HEARS A WORD THEY SAY
BUT EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY STILL TALKS
Chorus
THEY SPEND THEIR DAYS IN SHOTGUN SHACKS
AND SLEEP IN RAILROAD ROOMS
THEY STARE AND GAZE WITH EYES OF WAX
AND HIDE INSIDE THEIR TOMBS
THEY NEVER HUNT FOR BEAVER
AND CRY DURING COLD SHOWERS
NOBODY PLANTS A SEED OR PRAYS FOR RAIN
BUT EVERYBODY, EVERYBODY, WANTS TO BUY PINK FLOWERS
EVERYBODY RUNS FROM THE FAMILY
RUNNING THROUGH THE BACK STREETS OF TOWN
EVERYBODY RUNS FROM REALITY
AND NOBODY CARES ENOUGH TO CHASE THEM DOWN
REPEAT FIRST VERSE
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGS INC. (BMI)
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WALKING IN THE MIDDLE
03:22
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TALKING ON THE PHONE TO MY WOMAN
TRYING TO GET A RIDE FOR THE NIGHT
BUT SHE ONLY SAYS SHE’S GONE TO BED
AND SHE DOESN’T WANT TO TURN ON THE LIGHT
AND I’M WALKING IN THE MIDDLE AND I’M GETTING VERY LITTLE
AND I DON’T KNOW WHICH WAY TO TURN
GOING TO SEE MY BEST FRIEND TOMORROW
BUT WE HAD TO CHANGE OUR PLANS
MY FRIEND GOT BUSTED ‘CAUSE THE METAL WAS RUSTED
AND HE COULDN’T EXPLAIN IT TO THE MAN
AND I’M WALKING IN THE MIDDLE AND I’M GETTING VERY LITTLE
AND MY WORLD’S BEGINNING TO BURN
Solo
WENT TO THE DOG HOUSE FOR THE EVENING
WAS TOLD IT WAS ALL BOOKED UP
I GOT HER ON THE PHONE, FOUND SHE WAS ALONE
AND DECIDED TO LOOK HER UP
SHE SAID SHE DIDN’T NEED ME SHE SAID SHE WOULDN’T FEED ME
AND LAUGHED WHILE WALKING AWAY
AND I’M WALKING IN THE MIDDLE AND I’M GETTING VERY LITTLE
AND I GOT A LOT TO LEARN
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGA INC. (BMI)
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MARIE SINCLAIR
04:05
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She’s got the heart of an angel but her soul is owed to the devil
Things are good until she spits out her evil
Then life turns sour and we run in reverse
I don’t know how long I can live with this curse
She’s got the heart of an angel but her soul is owed to the devil
Her own mother told me her daughter was bad
But I fell under the spell of Marie Sinclair
Some call her a witch
She calls me her lover
I wish I had listened to the words of her mother
CHORUS
Marie Sinclair, Marie Sinclair
I can’t resist when she sighs “Come here dear”
Marie Sinclair, Marie Sinclair
I can’t resist when she cries “Lie here dear”
Jesus and the devil laugh when they see me here
Lying in this bed with Marie Sinclair
REPEAT FIRSE VERSE
We could be happy if she would
Let the waters of the world wash away her wicked ways
I pray she will come with me and
Let the waters of the world wash away her wicked ways
Our life will be blessed if she would
Let the waters of the world wash away her wicked ways
CHORUS
© 2011 Kenneth Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGA INC. (BMI)
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WALKING WITH YOU ON NEW YEAR’S EVE
THE WORLD WAS WHITE WITH SNOW
WE DIDN’T SEE ANGELS ON THAT NIGHT
BUT WE KNEW THEY WERE FLYING CLOSE
Chorus:
SO WE SANG SOME SONGS OF HAPPINESS
THEN THE BLUES CAME AROUND
BUT WHEN WE RAISED OUR VOICES IN HARMONY
ANGELS TOUCHED THE GROUND
SINGING WITH YOU ON A DRUNKEN NIGHT
HARMONIES WERE RAGGED
WE DIDN’T SEE ANGELS IN THE BAR
BUT WE KNEW THEY WERE NEAR IT
Chorus
ANGELS TOUCHED THE GROUND AND DANCED AROUND OUR HEARTS
THEY MADE A SWEET JOYOUS SOUND AND I KNEW WE’D NEVER PART
WHEN ANGELS TOUCHED THE GROUND
LOOKING AT YOU IN THE MORNING RAIN
YOUR SADNESS CAPTURED MY EYES
WE DIDN’T SEE ANGELS IN THE CLOUDS
BUT WE KNEW THEY WERE IN THE SKY
Chorus
AND I KNEW WE’D NEVER PART
WHEN ANGELS TOUCHED THE GROUND
© 2011 Kenneth Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGA INC. (BMI)
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9. |
JET PARTY
04:13
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IN AND OUT OF PARIS EVERY OTHER NIGHT
YOUR HOLE IN THE WALL WAITS AFTER EVERY FLIGHT
YOU CAN’T AFFORD THE HILTON EVERY TIME YOU’D LIKE
SO YOU SETTLE FOR A NICKLE, A TICKLE AND A BITE
SCREAM AND SHOUT ABOUT IT WHEN YOUR WALLS FALL DOWN
THEN YOU TIE YOUR TONGUE AROUND A BLONDE HAIRED CLOWN
YOU WANT TO DANCE WITH A SINNER IN A RED SILK GOWN
EVEN THOUGH YOU KNOW SHE’LL KISS YOU
JUST BEFORE SHE BLOWS THIS TOWN
(chorus)
IT’S A JET PARTY, JET PARTY
YOU’RE FLYING AROUND SPENDING MONEY YOU AIN’T GOT
IT’S A JET PARTY, JET PARTY
YOU’RE BURNING DOWN, BURNING DOWN BECAUSE IT’S HOT
SOLO
(middle eight)
YOU CAN PAINT YOUR ANGER RED OR PAINT IT PINK
IT DOES’NT MATTER WHAT YOU DO OR WHAT THEY THINK
AS LONG AS YOU’RE WITH HER WHEN YOU FIND YOUR KINK
CHORUS
REPEAT MIDDLE EIGHT
REPEAT SECOND VERSE, CHORUS AND OUT
© 2011 Kenneth B. Higney
All rights reserved
RICH OLGA INC. (BMI)
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10. |
BROKEN BY A WHORE
03:32
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