Artist Song Album

Song from an American Movie pt. 1

The only thing that ever made sense to me
Is the words to a song from an American movie
The only thing that ever made sense in my life
Is the sound of my little girl laughing
Through the window of a summer night

I sit alone in the back yard
Wishing I could be inside
Just the sound of my little girl laughing
Makes me happy just to be alive...

Here We Go Again

"Here we go again!"

You know I like to watch you sleep
No I don’t wanna touch you, you’ll get mad at me
No I don’t wanna think about the bad times
Anyone could have a bad year

Now I don’t want you to show me
Do not want you to know me
The way I used to be
All these good things we have
Would not mean a damn to me
And I don’t wanna hear those words you feel you have to say
When you find out how I used to be
Back in the day

Yeah, you know I like the way you slide
Yeah, yes I like it when you do that slow glide
Now, please don’t badtalk all those good times
Don’t ask for answers, baby, that you do not want to hear

Now I don’t want you to make me
Do not need you to break me
Of all my childish ways
I’m still the same, you know
Dumb, rock hard, and good to go
I still hear them voices calling me from back in the day
Oh baby can’t you see there ain’t no place I’d rather be

Then watchin' dirty movies
In that happy room with you
Sleepin' on a mattress in the corner
Eating Chinese food
I hear that voice in my head
Say here we go again

Now here we go again

I know you like the way I rock
Sometimes I just need to drown out all that bad talk
Yeah, I could not care less what your friends say
Someone’s always talkin' shit about the old days

You do not need to remind me
That I left it all behind
Those things I used to do
I don’t want that other life 'cause I am so in love with you
I can barely hear it calling me from back in the day
Oh baby can’t you see there ain’t no place I’d rather be

Then watching dirty movies
In that happy room with you
Sleepin' on a mattress in the corner
Eating Chinese food
I hear that voice in my head
Say here we go again

Yeah here we go again
Oh baby here we go again
I know, here we go...

Baby baby can’t you see

Yes I know you got some doubts
I know you don’t believe
I know you think I’m crazy
Yeah but I know you’re just like me
When I hear that voice inside me
Makes me want to jump right in
Sayin' here we go
Here we go
Here we go
Here we go again

Let’s go watch some dirty movies
Yes in that nasty little room
Sleepin' on the mattress while we eat that greasy Chinese food
I hear that voice in my head
Say here we go again

Baby, here we go again

AM Radio

"~KHJ Los Angeles!~ Portions of the day’s programming are reproduced by means of electrical transcriptions or tape recordings."

You can hear the music on the AM radio

The VCR and the DVD
There wasn't none of that crap back in 1970
We didn’t know about a World Wide Web
It was a whole different game being played back when I was a kid

Wanna get down in a cool way
Picture yourself on a beautiful day
Big bell bottoms and groovy long hair
Just walkin' in style with a portable CD player
No, you would listen to the music on the AM radio
Yeah, you could hear the music on a AM radio

Flashback, '72
Another summer in the neighborhood
Hangin' out with nothing to do
Sometmes we'd go drivin' around
In my sister’s Pinto
Cruisin' with the windows rolled down
We'd listen to the radio station
We were too damn cool to buy the eight track tapes
There wasn’t any good time to want to be inside
My mama wanna watch that TV all goddamn night

I’d be in bed with the radio on
I would listen to it all night long
Just to hear my favorite song
You’d have to wait but you could hear it on the AM radio
Yeah, you could hear the music on a AM radio
I can still hear Mama say “Boy turn that radio down!”

“Aw, Mom. Not that show again! I don’t wanna watch that show! Can’t we watch Good Times or Chico and the Man or something cool? Turn it off!"

Things changed back in ’75
We were all growing up on the in and the outside
We got in trouble with the police man
We got busted gettin' high in the back of my friend’s van

I remember 1977
I started going to concerts and I saw the Led Zeppelin
I got a guitar on Christmas day
I dreamed that Jimmy Page would come from Santa Monica and teach me to play
Teach me to play...

There isn’t any place that I need to go
There isn’t anything that I need to know
I did not learn from the radio

Yeah when things get stupid and I just don’t know
Where to find my happy
I listen to my music on the AM radio
You can hear the music on a AM radio
You can hear the music on a AM radio

I like pop, I like soul, I like rock, but I never liked disco
I like pop, I like soul, I like rock, but I never liked disco
We like pop, we like soul, we like rock, but we never liked disco...

No I never liked disco...

Brown Eyed Girl

Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la

Go!

I hear a song makes me think of a girl I used to know
I sing along when I hear it on the radio now

Hey now where did we go
Ooh yeah, days when the rains came
Way down in the hollow
Ooh yeah, playin' a new game

Laughin' and a runnin', hey, hey, hey
Skippin' and a jumpin', yeah, yeah
In the misty morning fog
Oh baby and our hearts a thumpin'
And you
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when
We used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
I hear a song makes me think of a girl I used to know
Hey, hey, hey
I sing along when I hear it on the radio now

Now that the years gone by
Yeah, now that I'm on my own
Saw you just the other day
Oh my, baby you have grown
Cast my memory back there, Lord
Sometimes I am overcome just thinkin' 'bout it
Makin' love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl
You, my brown eyed girl

Do you remember when
Yeah, we used to sing
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
Sha la la la la la la la la la la la
I hear a song makes me think of a girl I used to know
Hey, hey, hey
I sing along when I hear it on the radio
Hey, hey, hey
I sing along when I hear it on the radio now

Learning How to Smile

Five miles outside of Vegas when we broke down
Threw my keys inside the window and we never looked back
Got all drunk and sloppy on a Greyhound bus
We passed out, all them losers they were laughing at us
I will never let them break your heart
No I will never let them break me

We got lost in Phoenix, seemed like such a long time
Seven months of livin' swimming on those thin white lines
Did some time for sellin' acid to the wrong guy
Life just keeps on gettin' smaller and we never ask why

Why there is no perfect place, yes I know this is true
I’m just learning how to smile
That’s not easy to do
I know there will come a day
When we can leave and just go runnin' away

We was broke outside of Philly when the storms came
I was working in New Jersey, hitchin' rides in the rain
You was happy talkin' dirty at that phone sex place
Life just keeps on gettin' weirder for us every day

You say there is no perfect place, I say I know this is true
We are just learning how to smile
That’s not easy to do
We both live for the day
When we can run away

Oh baby we can leave and run away
Yes we can leave this place and run away
We can leave it all behind like we do every time
Yes we both live for the day
When we can leave and just go runnin' away

No I will never let it break your heart
No I will never let it break me

Five miles outside of Vegas, five years down the line
We got married in the desert and the sunshine
I can’t handle how the hell it happens every day
When you smile and touch my face
You make it all just go away

Yes I know there ain’t no finish line, I know this never ends
But I’m just learning how to fall, climb back up again
I know there is nothing perfect, I know there is nothing new
We are just learning how to live together, me and you
You know I live for the day
When you say "Baby let’s just run away"

Oh baby we can leave and run away
Yes we can leave this place and run away
Baby we can leave and run away




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