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Always On My Mind
03:24
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You set my mind ablaze and lit the flames with your gasoline eyes.
I saw your face that day, you saw mine too, we both liked what we saw.
Always on my mind.
We're just like two magnets; attraction, it seems, is a powerful bond.
When we were molded babe, I came from the mud but you're made of clay.
Always on my mind.
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Fifties
04:48
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Motion Picture Blues
06:00
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I met a man, he looked like you/ I met a man he looked like you.
He had no wishes left–he wished them all, on what he knew could not come true
I met a woman dressed in red/ I met a woman dressed in red.
She took off all her clothes and made love to a mirror, just to hear the words it said.
Do they break your heart?
The last pictures of a picture show.
Let them go, let them go, let them go.
Give up the thing you love most.
I met your husband in a dream/ I met your husband in a dream.
But you weren't there–I thought you must be in my room.
Another night with no morning.
I met Marilyn on a stage/ I met Marilyn on a stage.
She told me fame, it ain't some novel you'll remember.
More like the turning of one page.
Do they break your heart?
The last pictures of a picture show.
Let them go, let them go, let them go.
Give up the thing you love most.
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Crowded Bed
04:39
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You were my one and only–
I couldn't hold just anybody!
Your grip is choking me,
But I guess I don't need to breathe at all.
Come and go; leave me here so small.
Take and take; leave nothing at all.
It's alright, it's okay, it's just how you left that poison in my chest.
You, one day, will learn the difference.
Between being alone, and loneliness.
Although you keep a crowded bed
You can't love if you don't love yourself at all.
Come and go; leave me here so small.
Take and take; leave nothing at all.
It's alright, it's okay, it's just how you left that poison in my chest.
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You, are, my favorite thing, my favorite thing, by far.
You, are, my favorite thing, my favorite thing, by far.
I, dreamt, you kissed my lips, and now I just can't stay awake.
I, dreamt, you ran your fingers gently through my hair, but when I woke, no one was there.
You, are, my favorite thing, my favorite thing, by far.
You, are, my favorite thing, my favorite thing, by far.
I, dreamt, you touched my skin, now everything else just feels cold.
I, dreamt, you gave me your arms, you gave me your...body to hold.
I don't want to dream anymore.
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