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Ransom
03:25
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Hello, hello, you can call me handsome
Let me get you something cold and I can take you for ransom.
That is, if you don’t mind, I’m a flexible guy
With an open agenda and a million butterflies.
There’s a song in my head, you might know the one,
And seeing as we’re friends why don’t we have a little fun.
Sit back, don’t laugh at a stranger’s serenade
Cause I’m about to make your day
Oh baby all I need Is an hour with you and with your friends maybe two. Cause they gotta sign off on this brittle affection
Before I admit that I got a confession:
You were mine from the moment you walked in the door
Cause your screamin’ green eyes got me beggin’ for more.
So kiss my cheek, give me a number to ring,
Or else I’m gonna have to sing.
Now I’m not daddy’s favorite,
And your brother would hate me.
Mom’ll tell the neighbors
That her daughter’s gone crazy.
But I could take you places you ain’t never seen,
So crazy take my wing
And let’s fly
Let’s fly
Just let these rocks in my pocket shoot you off like a rocket
And if you drop your heart, I’ll pick it up and I’ll lock it down
Safe with the others, so climb under the covers.
When you’re laughing this hard we shouldn’t lose each other.
Tonight I’m gonna croon our way to honeymoon,
And if it takes all night, sugar that’s alright
Cause I got me a hundred much cooler rhymes when it comes to makin’ you mine.
Yes I’ve got me a hundred much cooler rhymes when it comes to makin’ you mine.
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Porcelain
02:48
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Now I may not have a beggar’s frown
But I know a guy who could turn your purse upside-down.
Happy people tell me not to sulk;
All the better, porcelain’s cheaper when I buy it in bulk.
Now I’m no actor, honey honey,
But I’d bet next month’s rent money
That I could play one
If I had to.
It’s not hard to fake a smile
Says the gent who’s quite content with being your yesterday for a while. And I’m not quick or brave or well-composed,
But I’m fast and I’m courageous and, well, synonyms I suppose.
Now I’m no actor, honey honey,
But I’d bet next month’s rent money
That I could play one
If I had to.
Prove that I’m more than just a minute of small talk.
God forbid you wind up with the kid from down the block.
Now I’m no actor, honey honey,
But I’d bet next month’s rent money
That I could play one
If I had to.
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Where the Wind Blows
04:51
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Wind blows softly through the corners of my mind
And the windows of your heart are sweetly stained and will shatter in time. But you’re no less the sweeter, “just wait till you meet her!”
I tell the boys at home.
And my fingers’ll rust if you say that they must
Spend another night on their own.
Just the thought of you my love
Sends me places high above the sky
Where the wind blows gently through the corners of my mind.
And the windows of your eyes are frosted blue as a Fitzgerald rhyme.
Yes I know that by dawn you’ll be woefully gone
In a sailboat fit for two.
So let’s drink and romance as though love had a chance
At deceiving me and you.
Lest your summertime perfume
Fade from cherry to maroon
And the wind blows dimly through the shutters of my mind.
And those windows I’m afraid I can’t recall ever having been mine.
So let’s call it a lesson in bad first impressions
And in girls that win the game.
For I knew that by dawn you’d be woefully gone
And you’ll soon not remember my name
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Forgive Me Chester
03:32
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Comes a maiden, shoulders laiden with a wrong she cannot right.
“How in sweet Emmanuel’s name am I supposed to sleep tonight?”
So I told her “Weeping’s for the weary, and you don’t seem the type
To withhold my happy ending - gimme something better to write.”
Forgive me, Chester, yesterday’s bread
Is all I can afford today.
Brother you hang tight, don’t let the melancholy bite
And I’ll chase the sinners away.
Comes a man with scars bone-deep and a conscience far from clean, Though he wore them proud and spoke rather loudly of things I had never seen.
See tales like his make the world go ‘round, for not even I am immune To the pain of a life well-lived hiding under a Sunday tune.
Forgive me, Chester, yesterday’s bread
Is all I can afford today.
Brother you hang tight, don’t let the melancholy bite
And I’ll chase the sinners away.
Comes a boy with ribs the cage of a beast I cannot tame,
Though the lines on his face left no space for a stranger to write his name.
So days I sat with the boy, and not for lack of attempt
Did my pen stay dry and his story remain exempt.
Forgive me, Chester, yesterday’s bread
Is all I can afford today.
Brother you hang tight, don’t let the melancholy bite
And I’ll chase the sinners away.
Brother you hang tight, don’t let the melancholy bite
And I’ll chase the sinners away.
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Spence Hood Seattle, Washington
Spence Hood is a Seattle-based “singer-popwriter” making melodic guitar- and piano-driven grooves with flares of jazz and R&B
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