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Our Arrangement
02:57
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Friend, we need to talk
About your contribution to this household
Let’s take a walk
I know you get cooped up when you’re inside
It’s true, you’ve been known to poop
On our neighbor’s drive, which isn’t great, but we can deal
No, here’s the scoop
You know I don’t charge you rent because you help out with the meals
Every morning I come into your room to find the gift you left in the night
I take it into the kitchen, crack it open, fry it up, and it starts my day out right
But now my friends say you must be getting old
Or else it may be that the weather’s getting cold
But either way
When I looked today
To my dismay, there was nothing there for me
You’re going back on our arrangement
You’re not holding up your end of the deal
I wish that I knew what this change meant
I wish that you knew how this made me feel
To have a deadbeat roommate who only lays around
It’s enough to make anybody sicken
When I looked on your pillow, there was nothing to be found
And you best believe my pulse began to quicken
Do you have something going on that I should know about
Is there some way that the plot’s about to thicken?
Of course you won’t confront me, you’re afraid to talk it out
‘Cause you’re nothing but a big old clucking scaredy-cat
And you’re going back on our arrangement
You’re not holding up your end of the deal
I wish that I knew what this change meant
I wish that you knew how this made me feel
You’re going back on our arrangement
Can’t do the one thing I asked you to do
And if this leads to our estrangement
It’s gonna be a whole lot worse for you
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2. |
You Know About Me
04:13
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Come on over girl, she’s not home
Come on over girl, you know we can be alone
Come on over girl, she’s got no clue
And even if she knew that I’ve been untrue,
Come on, what would she do?
‘Cause you know about me
And she knows about me
Every woman in this town must know about me
I’m irresistible
Just so damn kissable
Every memory of me is unerasable
It just goes to show, no matter how far I go
She’s gonna take me back, just like that, ‘cause girl you know
I’m irreplaceable
Hop on in girl, let’s take a ride
Hop on in girl, you know we’ll be looking fine
Don’t worry about whose name’s on the registration, it’s me behind the wheel
Don’t think about any promises I’ve made, just how I make you feel
‘Cause you know about me
And she knows about me
Every woman in this town must know about me
I’m untameable
Which makes me unblameable
Can’t help if I get chased, ‘cause I’m so chaseable
It just goes to show, no matter how far I go
She’s gonna take me back, just like that, ‘cause girl you know
I’m irreplaceable
And this is our place to the right
I’ll pull in, park to the right
Head on in, turn to the right
That’s all my stuff to the right
And she treats me right
And girl I’ll treat you right
And no one’s getting left
And you know why, you know why
‘Cause you know about me
She knows about me
Every woman in this town must know about me
She lets me run free
‘Cause she knows there’s just one me
She’s gonna take me back just like that, it’s not even funny
‘Cause I’m irreplaceable
I’m irreplaceable
You know about me
I’m irreplaceable
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3. |
I Sing For Clara
03:01
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I sing for Clara
The finest mind of her era
And the melodies she harbored
As she sat in the shadow of Robert
Robert the genius
The composer, and Clara the pianist
He the tortured brooding artist
She the wife, and guess whose job was hardest
Oh how she loved him
Asked nothing of him
Kept his house
While she played his tunes
With no time for her own
Think of what we lost
The melodies forgotten, tossed
The music we will never hear,
The songs unsung
For there was women’s work to be done
I sing for Clara
And her sisters through every era
In the shadows, incidental
To the man monumental
I sing for the millions
Possessing that uncommon brilliance
Never polished to the finest
By a world that would rather think them mindless
I sing for Clara
This tune she taught to me
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4. |
The Tunes Are Spinning
02:06
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The tunes are spinning, they’re spinning in circles
And everyone is riding along
Men and women, Winslows and Urkels,
All sharing their homemade songs
(SpinTunes)
And every round somebody’s going home dejected
(SpinTunes)
Because their finely-crafted tune just got rejected
But let’s not dwell on that now
Instead let me tell you about how
The tunes are spinning, they’re spinning right atcha
They’re coming on thick and fast
The one that’s winning is that one that’s catchiest,
That makes an impression that lasts
(SpinTunes)
But all this music tends to leave a person senseless
(SpinTunes)
We need a guide who’s already lost his senses
So let me introduce to you
A gentleman who used to do
A lot of interesting things
He’s the undisputed minor duke of comedy
He’s the William Henry Harrison of harmony
Never takes home the statue, but he’s still a nominee
I’d tell you more, but I think he might be onto me
Here’s your host, the one and only Tommy G
The tunes are spinning in parabolic arches
And everybody’s having some fun
From tender ballads to vitriolic marches
There’s something for everyone
(SpinTunes)
Guitar solos that will melt your face off
(SpinTunes)
Rhymes so sick you’ll need to take a couple days off
Let’s go ahead and dive in
Let’s give these dang tunes a spin
It’s SpinTunes!
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