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Tangled In Your Hair
04:50
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Tangled In My Hair ©2010
Listen to me nothing’s changing,
You kind’a lost me there.
And even as I slowly crumble,
I’m tangled in your hair.
How do I escape from me,
The words, they cut my tongue.
Call it karmic chemistry,
I promise you I’ll run.
Oh no, here we go, oh no,
You’re the one I’m thinking of…
All the things we thought were funny,
They just disappear,
And when we’re feeling boldly wicked,
You’re tangled in my hair.
How do I escape from me,
The words, they cut my tongue.
Call it karmic chemistry,
I promise you I’ll run.
Oh no, here we go, oh no,
You’re the one I’m thinking of…
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The Trouble With Hello
03:04
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I know, you know, I know, we gotta a problem,
I know, you know, I know, we kiss to seldom.
Again, again, again, we take advantage.
Oh know, oh know, oh know, the taste of damage.
The damage, the damage.
The damage, the damage.
The trouble with hello is, good-bye always follows.
Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go, we’ll miss the banquet
How do you do, how do you tie a tourniquet?
I know, you know, I know, you’re suspected,
Oh please, oh please, oh please you’re neglected.
Neglected, neglected, neglected, neglected…
The trouble with hello is, good-bye always follows.
Still stuck in this rat race, and energy is displaced,
Sex aesthetic, it’s microphonic.
Still stuck in this rat race, and energy is displaced,
Don’t let it blister, such a disaster…..
The trouble with hello is, good-bye always follows.
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Whiskey, bullets, and gasoline,
Baby that’s all we need.
To run from this suburban glee,
Football stars and chemistry.
Uggs and 60’s tiles,
A line of painted dolls for miles.
It’s a good day, but a bad way,
It’s a good time,
It’s the last leg, so I’ll be vague,
you’re my war crime.
Desperately, I cling to a feeling.
Hopelessly, wanting my normal.
A candy apple kinda gray,
An upper class masquerade.
Not a nickel to my name,
My insecure DNA.
My throat is dry it’s hard to speak,
Our attraction aint so weak.
It’s the bouquet, it's the cache,
It’s a good eye.
It’s a quick mind, with a good grind,
you’re my war crime.
Desperately, I cling to a feeling.
Hopelessly, wanting my normal.
This could be just another, yearlong day dream,
Oh no not another, unrequited scream.
A softly sung nursery rhyme, checkout time, you’re my war crime.
Desperately, I cling to a feeling.
Hopelessly, wanting my normal.
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Take A Long Look
04:01
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Hey, Hey
03:27
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Sugar, When It Burns
03:13
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Sugar When It Burns:
You know, that you can’t, but you need to.
You run, when they walk, cuz it’s taboo.
You trip to relax, when your razzled.
You push, when they pull, just to dazzle.
Oh, oh, oh...
Sugar, when it burns,
Sugar, when it burns,
Sugar, when it burns,
You're superficial!
Is the taste, on tongue, what you savor?
Dig deep for rush and the flavor.
The sound of your voice is myopic.
The noise on the vinyl’s off topic.
Sugar, when it burns,
Sugar, when it burns,
Sugar, when it burns,
You're superficial!
Think about it, think about it, think about it....
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9. |
Las Cruces
03:01
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Candy Aisle Options
02:46
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Candy Aisle Options....
You’re the object of my affection,
My one and only, my perfection.
It feels so good ‘cause it’s embryonic,
But our thirst knows no tonic.
You need me,
You feed me,
You bleed me,
You need me,
Every now and then I get a rush…..
I tried to pray, but to no avail,
A partial veil in our fairytale.
You’re my muse, my temptation,
The axis of our recreation.
You need me,
You want me,
You want me,
You need me,
Every now and then I get a rush…..
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Desert Medicine Man
02:54
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I Got A Thing For You
02:54
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Gretchen
04:51
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Gretchen’s spilling coffee, burning her hands.
It doesn’t really matter to her,
That she’s come, so undone.
It doesn’t really matter today
Yeah today, today.
I see her face and I feel her pain,
It smells like rain again.
Gretchen’s spilling coffee, burning her hands.
It doesn’t really matter,
But where are they now that she really needs them?
Preaching their words, their agenda.
Yeah real nice, oh so nice, bring ‘em on in and forget about them.
I see her face and I feel her pain,
It smells like rain again.
All the way around, gonna hit the ground, gonna see.
Gretchen isn’t done, gonna have some fun, gonna clean.
I see her face and I feel her pain,
It smells like rain again.
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Agave Tequilana
04:20
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Tiny pungent hint of madness,
This agave mafia business.
Tiny pungent hint of madness,
This agave mafia business.
Half afraid, half amazed,
Words run deep, eyes are glazed.
You got nothin’ on me child, so you can’t touch me for awhile.
If the thrill is in the chase, you just might become replaced.
Losers tonight, but winners in general.
Brutally broken, sincerely spoken.
Take it away….take it away...take it away, oh
Half afraid, half amazed,
Words run deep, eyes are glazed.
You got nothin’ on me child, so you can’t touch me for awhile.
If the thrill is in the chase, you just might become replaced.
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Kaleigh Ilia Los Angeles, California
Kaleigh Ilia began her career in the entertainment industry at the age of three as an actress and model; appearing in commercials and print adds. Kaleigh debuted at the Whiskey A Go Go in Hollywood when she was only 13 to glowing critical acclaim. A charismatic and skilled performer, with intense energy, with two CDs available on iTunes; "Kaleigh Ilia" and "Hilarity and Hijinx Ensue." ... more
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