1. |
This Low
03:04
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I turned 40 the other day
My hair is gone, or it'd be gray
There's no doubt my life has changed
My body looks... rearranged
My kids call me old man anyway
Mirrors make me wanna call foul play
Or maybe it's all in my head
There is a hot blonde in my bed
Are they supposed to hang this low
Is it supposed to rise up this slow
And where the hell has my hair gone
Am I supposed to have this much fun
Are they supposed to hang this low
Or are they now just for show
Is my life gonna be one big yawn
Am I supposed to have this much fun
The blonde has nothing good to say
She wants a younger guy to lead astray
I'm gonna need another drink
I look at her boobs and I think
Are they supposed to hang this low
That tuck is gonna cost some dough
She's gotta weigh a metric ton
And I'm still having tons of fun
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2. |
Real Love
02:27
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Show me the way
To make you wanna stay
I live for the day
You no longer want to get away
But until then I'll keep you here
All tied up in the basement... my dear
Show me the love
So you can live one floor above
These latex gloves
Are not what my dreams are made of
But until then I'll keep you here
All tied up in the basement... my dear
I'm your creepy lover guy
You know you'll love me till you die
I see it in your big black eye
So come on baby won't you try?
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3. |
Our Sin
02:55
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G
There's a hunger in the air
D
Fueled by our sin
G
Your complexion is so fair
D
I wanna put some red on your skin
So take me back to your lair
We'll wear nothing but a grin
I'll run a hand through your hair
As I kiss your chin
C D
Hold me, don't let go
G C
Hold me, don't say no
Am D G
Tease me down below, nice and slow
There's a darkness in the air
Belied by our sin
There's a new hope we can share
And lips on our skin
There's a softness you can spare
Like the afterglow of a win
We're playing truth or dare
Let the fun begin
CHORUS
C Em D
This doesn't have to mean a thing
We can have different songs to sing
We can call it a day we can call it a fling
Or we can call the pastor & buy you a ring
CHORUS
I'll rock you to and fro, nice and slow
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4. |
There when I said it
02:56
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I know this girl who never smiled
I guess her skin was on too tight
And by the time she was with child
She married me, out of spite
she made my life hell on Earth
She was nobody’s idea of sweet delight
And on the day that she gave birth
She cursed me out with all her might
She said I promised happy times ahead
I ain’t worth a bucket of warm spit
Honey I know what I said
I was there when I said it
Like a headless man in a topless bar
I sorta sit there on my own
Lost my head, didn’t get far
I can still hear her bitch & moan
By the sound of her voice on the phone
I can tell she’s pissed as hell
Only hot air will be blown
Even if on her knees she fell
CHORUS
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5. |
...but mine
02:04
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I hate it when she smiles at me
I hate it when her eyes can see
The pain in this old heart of mine
I hate it when she laughs about
My crazy life of fear and doubt
Then wants me to listen to her whine
I hate every bone in her body... but mine
I hate it when she thinks of us
Like our love didn't turn to dust
Pretends that life is great and nothing's wrong
I hate it when she calls at night
And asks me to fight her fight
Like she never upped and said so long
You might think that it's wrong
For me to say this in a song
but the lust is still strong
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6. |
A Friend
03:23
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7. |
Dreamin'
03:09
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Dreaming of oceans and sand on my feet
Dreaming of cocktails, both tall and sweet
Dreaming of times long gone I wanna live again
Dreaming of living at my own beat
Dreaming of napping out there in the heat
Dreaming of a bottle of rum, my long lost friend
CH:
Come on let's go back, won't you take my hand
I know we've got nothing, we'll live off the land
Dreaming of sailing till the sea and sun meet
Dreaming of a world where no one has to cheat
Dreaming of a life where nothing needs to be planned
Dreaming of an island where there is no street
Dreaming of a bed with no top sheet
Dreaming of the sounds of an old jazz band
CH
It's a once in a lifetime chance X3
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She ain't the one who got away
She's just the one who walked away
And as you smile another day
You're glad she didn't choose to stay
She ain't the one to stick around
She's just the one who will split town
You know she'll kick you when you're down
As long as she can wear your crown
You shoulda known it from the start
That she'd never play her part
There's only room for one in her heart
Yeah you shoulda known it from the start
She ain't the one that's right for you
She's just the one who can't be true
And then one day out of the blue
She'll just tell you that you're through
She ain't the one who will be fair
She's just the one who doesn't care
You know she'll laugh at your despair
She'll leave you with nothing but a prayer
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9. |
I wanna sing
03:03
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I wanna sing about a girl, about the flowers in a tree
I wanna sing about a world where we can all be free
I wanna sing about tomorrow with no fear of yesterday
I wanna sing about the sorrow and the one that got away
I wanna sing about the grace
About life at my own pace
I wanna sing about the peace that lives unruly in my heart
I wanna sing about the breeze when mother nature does her part
I wanna sing about the sun and the waves that come dying on the rocks
I wanna sing while on the run away from all your ticking clocks
I wanna sing about the grace
About life at my own pace
Will you come sing with me
Will you come live with me
I wanna sing about the lust that lives deep down in my mind
I wanna sing about the dust that covers all the ties that bind
I wanna sing about the memories, about the laughter in our past
I wanna sing about the theories that we all know will never last
I wanna sing about the grace
About life at my own pace
I wanna sing about what's wrong I wanna sing about what's right
I wanna sing a tender song about loving you all through the night
I wanna sing about a time when religion has disappeared
When my life is finally mine and there's nothing left to fear
I wanna sing about the grace
About life at my own pace
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10. |
Time
02:39
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I knew this guy, he was a painter of lives
His name was Jim he had three wives
At the same time
His first wife, Mary, lived in Arkansas
The sweetest thing you ever saw
She smiled all the time
His second wife, was simply a shrew
Though she had a good side to her it's true
Some of the time
His third wife was a millionaire
She drank her vodka with a vacant stare
All of the time
And Jim was happy, content as can be
Until they met around the Christmas tree
He thought they could be a family
Now he's serving time
Mary told the Shrew "You know,
You're nothing more than a two-bit ho,
Just a vulgar piece of slime"
Mary told the Millionaire
All your money ain't worth a prayer
You'll find that out in due time
Jim was truly heart-broken
At the nasty words that had been spoken
So he shot them all, one at a time
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11. |
Love those you need
02:38
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You love those you need
Til you don't need them no more
You leave them to bleed
On your way out the door
You take what you need
Don't give anything back
Your heart is all greed
Your soul is all black
You feel so entitled
We're all here to please you
Our lives are stifled
And that's fine by you
There's a world in your mind
Where you invent your life
Your heart is blind
To the blood on your knife
Your family looks the other way
Complicit and guilty
It's easier that way
They can claim neutrality
The refuge of cowards
The haven of the lame
Their lives are powered
By your fears and your shame
I pray
For the day
When the world sees you
For the whore
that you are
we both know it's true
You love those you need
Til you don't need them no more
You leave them to bleed
On your way out the door
You take what you need
Don't give anything back
Your heart is all greed
Your soul is all black
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Dave Jacquet Maine
Originally a horns player, Dave came to the guitar via the piano. Dave plays weekly live shows in Southern Maine and runs such websites as ThreeChordGuitar.com, SongwritingCircle.com and GuitarVideoReviews.com among others.
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