1. |
Working Out
03:58
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(Spoken)
Play something for me Ned.
Woo!
(Sung)
What we got my dear
Really something, it’s stunning
We’ve made all our loose ends meet
You know what you want my dear
Been nothing but forthcoming
Lucky we see eye-to-eye on what we need
Other girls wanting more, but darling I’ve been burnt before
I won’t be knocking on your door uninvited on a Sunday night
I don’t sit waiting for your call, I’ve got my life and you’ve got yours
And if I go a week without your arms holding me tight, well, I don’t mind
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Sun’s going down my dear
We’re meeting, warm evenings
Catching up, keeping up, skin to skin
And do what you want my dear, parading your ladies
Think I don’t do the same to you? It don’t mean a thing
Other girls hate to stray, but darling I learnt the hard way
Don’t give a damn how you behave
You ain’t mine to keep, you ain’t on a leash
And if I too look away, and have some others on my plate
Well that’s my own choice to make
I was born to please, baby don’t blame me
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out
Yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Other girls wanting more, but darling I’ve been burnt before
I could keep grieving but what for
I’ve done my time, now I’ll get what’s mine
Not keeping tabs, not keeping score, this ain’t love and this ain’t war
We’ll ride the high until it’s gone
Say goodbye, and I won’t cry
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out
This is really working out, we keep it fun, we mess around
This is really working out, working out, working out
This is really working out, working out, working out
This is really working out
Working out
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2. |
The Clown
05:09
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If there’s one thing I’ve learnt on the road
Honey, don’t fall for the clown
They’re the boys with sad eyes, and dark souls
And chasing laughs means they’re missing soon as you turn around
But I came to see you, to meet you
It’s been a long time since I got to speak with you
And you left me here with a drink and my coat all alone
So I walk out the bar, get on to the train
Walk home in the dark, by myself again
And if I think of you, it’s with disdain
Cause you never did treat me right
I get to the door, I let myself in
There’s no shame anymore, I know where I’ve been
And I know what I’ve done, and it’s not a sin
No, I’m feeling fine
I think I’ll be alright
I was waking and far, far from home
And he stood before me and gave me his smile
And when I took to the stage, he took his turn
To see me share a little too much, get a little too wild
But he came to watch me, to dislodge me
It had been a long time since someone had touched me
In the morning I woke, I put on my face and was gone
So I get in the lift, out to the street
The city’s so still, I’m light on my feet
And if I think of you, it’s with a tongue in my cheek
Cause you never did treat me right
I get to the cafe and my day begins
There’s no shame anymore, I know where I’ve been
And I know what I’ve done, and it’s not a sin
No, I’m feeling fine
I think I’ll be alright
One too far gone, and one just too close
I played the wrong cards, it’s just mirrors and smoke
Stand up, stood up
The joke’s on me
The joke’s on me
So I walk out the bar, get on to the train
Whiskey-soaked in the dark, by myself again
And if I think of you, it’s with disdain
Cause you never did treat me right, treat me right
I get to the door, I let myself in
There’s no shame anymore, I know where I’ve been
And I know what I’ve done, and it’s not a sin
No, I’m feeling fine
Yeah, I’m alright
Mmm
If there’s one thing I’ve learnt on the road, yeah
Honey, don’t fall for the clown
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3. |
No No No
03:09
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They say good things take time, they say your time will come
And if it’s right, it’s right, don’t fight it
You’ll find your one
But I wanna know who made these rules, sucked in to the game and played for fools
Let me tell you I’m doing damn fine on my own
Tapping my shoulder
‘Doll, you’re only getting older
Don’t you wanna lay those foundations down
Right about now?’
No, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no
No, no, no, no, no
I’m doing what I want, I’m doing what I please
And I don’t need your smile, dial back dear – I dressed up for me
We dance, we kiss, we’re having fun
I go to leave, he wants to come
But me, myself, and I is all I need
Hand on my shoulder, and the air it’s getting colder
Whispers, ‘I wanna lay you down
How does that sound?’
No, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
Don’t tell me I need anyone but me
No leash, no fence, no cage, no ring
And don’t you frown, no pity please
I know what I want, and I get what I need
No, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no
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4. |
I Did It For You
03:42
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You got set free for all your bad behaviour
And I got a devil when I needed a saviour
And you set me up, running for you
I opened my arms hoping you’d come through
We were a mess, should’ve seen the danger
So keep running babe, get on that plane
Don’t lie awake, I’ve done it for you
No, keep walking alone, no matter who you let go
Don’t start to hope, I’ve done it for you
I did it for you
You got a free pass before I knew we were playing
I stepped up to bat and you said, ‘I’m not staying’
You turned a blind eye when it suited you
And I built a bridge hoping you’d come through
We were resurrected but now we’re just fading
So keep running babe, get on that plane
Don’t lie awake, I’ve done it for you
No, keep walking alone, no matter who you let go
Don’t start to hope, I’ve done it for you
I did it for you
You got set free for all your bad behaviour
And I got a devil when I needed a saviour
So keep quiet now, should’ve known you’d bow out
Don’t knit that sweet brow, I’ve done it for you
Hey, yeah
No don’t look back, no, just keep that great mind blank
Don’t put aside your past, I’ve done it for you
I did it for you
You, you
Hey, hey, oh, hey
You
I did it for you
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5. |
The Good Guy
03:52
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Imagine my baby in yesterday’s news
Been slipping through the banks where the cash was loose
His face looked different, it wasn’t his name
But those blue eyes, they were exactly the same
I waited till he got home, drink in my hand
He stumbled in smoking, dropped his coat on the stand
And I asked him if he’d been lying all along
He grabbed my wrist and said I’d got it all wrong
He said, ‘Baby I’m the good guy, you know that it’s true
The only kind of jam I’m in is loving you’
The next day when I turned on the evening report
That big-time bandit, they said he’d been caught
My baby in handcuffs, there on the screen
The most beautiful thing I’d ever seen
I thought about the night before, the scene I’d made
When he stumbled in smoking, I grabbed his face
And I asked him if he’d been lying all along
He grabbed my wrist and said I’d got it all wrong
He said, ‘Baby I’m the good guy, you know that it’s true
The only kind of jam I’m in is loving you’
(Spoken)
Take it away, Ned
(Sung)
They locked him away, but three weeks – he was gone
I know he’s hiding somewhere and I’ve never been wrong
When it comes to my baby, I’ll be by his side
Though I’ll never forget all he tried to hide
Wish I knew before the night it all blew up
I stayed with my bandit, now you know that’s love
Coz I knew that he was lying all along
But he tried to fool me, said I’d got it all wrong
He said, ‘Baby I’m the good guy, you know that it’s true
I said, ‘The only kind of jam I’m in
Is loving someone like you’
Someone like you
Someone like you
Someone like you
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6. |
Still Alive
05:34
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You said that you were sorry, asked to hold me one last time
Numb as you touched me, you fell to your knees and cried
And you said your apology but all I heard was suicide
The worst part of leaving was being scared you’d die
Wading through the ashes, couldn’t see to wipe my eyes
As hard as the past is, it’s harder on the other side
Remembering that knotted belt and how you said the fault was mine
Cause you told me that if I ever left you’d die
Yeah, you told me that if I ever left you’d die
Well look at you, still alive
It’s strange how people like to talk and like to take their sides
But anyone who knows the truth will read between your lies
And you can scream loud as you want and maybe change some minds
But you can’t touch me anymore, that well’s run dry
Some mornings I would bow my head till day faded to night
Mornings I was so unsure, couldn’t bring myself to try
But I fought alone through every storm, I didn’t cling to someone’s side
Yeah, I can make it on my own, thank god I tried
Yeah, I can make it on my own, thank god I tried
Yeah, look at me, still alive
A story’s just a story, and now it’s yours against mine
But I won’t tell mine on the street, I wouldn’t waste my time
There hasn’t been a single day that luck’s not on my mind
Lucky to be free of you, lucky to be alive
Cause you said that you were sorry, asked to hold me one last time
I was numb as you touched me, you fell to your knees and cried
And you said your apology but all I heard was suicide
Cause you told me that if I ever left you’d die
Yeah, you told me that if I ever left you’d die
Well look at you, still alive
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7. |
High
03:31
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(Spoken)
This is a song about not wanting to sleep alone
(Sung)
I don’t think that I can face this alone
And I don’t think that I can face this sober
And I’m not talking ’bout drugs, I’m not talking ’bout love
I just wanna hold you, mm
Cause I’ve been fooled before
And I don’t want to dwell anymore
I’m not asking for much, just need a tender touch
And someone to sleep beside when it’s over, mm
Cause when I’m left by myself
I get to thinking, and the thinking’s so dangerous so
I don’t wanna be low
And I don’t wanna be alone anymore
So send me flying, get me high off your body, baby
I want your body, baby, yeah
Ooh, woah, hey
And I don’t care about the aftermath
Enjoy the ride and don’t you worry about that
A little headache in the morning, yeah it’s worth it for the story
And it’s sure better than looking back, mm
Cause when I’m left by myself
Ooh I get to thinking, and the thinking’s so dangerous so
I don’t wanna be low
And I don’t wanna be alone anymore
So send me flying, get me high off your body, baby
I want your body, baby
Put your lips to mine, bring your hips in tight
And sometimes we fit side by side, and sometimes the puzzle grows
And I swear that I don’t mind not having you every night
But sometimes I need to feel high, cause I get so low
And I don’t wanna be low, no
I don’t wanna be alone anymore
So send me flying, get me high off your body, baby
I want your body, baby, yeah
And I don’t wanna be low, no
I don’t wanna be alone anymore
So send me flying, get me high off your body, baby
I want your body, baby
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8. |
Better That They Stay
03:00
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Na num, na na un do, da da dun da da dum
Da dum, da da uh un do
Na da dum
I guess it had to end, so we saved ourselves the trouble
It could’ve been a year from now, but you chose today
You picked the perfect time, as my walls started to crumble
You came and reminded me it’s better that they stay
Na na un do
Oops, I wish I could have more sympathy
Could’ve made time for you if you made time for
Me, my dear, fear we’ve become enemies
I just wanted to be a priority
Uh oh, uh uh mm
Na na dum na na num
Da da da na na nuh do
I like to play the fool, wish that I could kick the habit
But I still put the costume on and step right in to place
Been looking for someone to help with all my baggage
But you stayed in the laughing crowd, a big smile on your face
Ooh
Oops, I wish I could have more sympathy
Could’ve made time for you if you made time for
Me, my dear, fear we’ve become enemies
I just wanted to be
Oops, I wish I could have more sympathy
Could’ve made time for you if you made time for
Me, my dear, fear we’ve become enemies
I just wanted to be a priority
Uh uh, ooh
I hate to say ‘karma’, but now you’re alone
And if you’re lonely, there’s nobody home
With no leg to stand on, no triumphant return
I waited so long my bridge started to burn
Started to burn
Oops, I wish I could have more sympathy
Could’ve made time for you if you made time for
Me, my dear, fear we’ve become enemies
I just wanted to be
Oops, I wish I could have more sympathy
Could’ve made time for you if you made time for
Me, my dear, fear we’ve become enemies
I just wanted to be a priority
Oh um, oh um
I just wanted to be a priority
Oh oh, oh oh
I just wanted to be
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9. |
Move
03:48
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Mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm mm
Mm mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm
Mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm mm
Mm mm, mm mm, mm mm, mm
You might think that you’re hot property
Well honey, I’ve gotta tell you, I’m fucking royalty
And you might think you’ve got your finger on my trigger
But boy you just let me down
Ain’t gonna sit here and linger, I’m so much bigger
And I don’t need you around
Here’s what I’m saying
If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch
I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s
Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move
Get off the pitch, boy, move
Hey, yeah, oh yeah
And I – ha! – don’t want your excuses, no no no
If time’s taught me anything, it’s that words are useless, yeah, ooh
And now I’m riding solo, out on my own, took the high road
And never looking back, no never looking back
And you keep saying ‘Go slow’, keep it down low, three weeks no call
That’s a bit long
It’s just rude, is what I’m saying. Three weeks.
I’m pretty sure that’s longer than my piano solo.
Just! Just.
Honey I’m through with that
I’m through with that
If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch
I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s
Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move
Get off the pitch, boy, move
Hey yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah
(Spoken)
Now listen, I’m through with the foreplay
The ball’s in your court, come on send it my way
But if you stand stumbling, all thumbs fumbling
Well honey, I’m gonna move
This ain’t rocket science
Step up to the plate or I’ll leave you behind
Cause I’ve done my time suffering lonely nights wondering
Now watch out, I’m coming through
(Sung)
Just move
If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch, yeah, yeah
Roller, baby, down a freeway and it’s
Got no time for you, yeah, yeah
My tune just move, just move, just
Get off the pitch boy, move, yeah
If you ain’t playing then get off of my pitch
I’m on a steamroller, baby, down a freeway and it’s
Got no time for you, if you ain’t singing my tune just move
Get off the pitch, boy, move
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10. |
A Class Act
04:30
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I hope you find your muse, I hope that you’ll be happy
And I will bow my head and smile like them when you see me
You move so quick, quick baby, I got left behind
You’ve got a whole line waiting and I can’t read your signs
But you tell me to move with the times
I’ve got an old-fashioned mind, well that’s my mistake
You’re a modern man, don’t need to hold my hand
Well a class act doesn’t age
I’ll hold them close now, the thousand things we never said
You might never again say, ‘I love you’ but then
I can pretend
And tell me what kind of hero can’t hold the door
I could wait for you to save me and end up on the floor
But you tell me to move with the times
I’ve got an old-fashioned mind, well that’s my mistake
You’re a modern man, don’t need to hold my hand
Well a class act doesn’t age
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
But you tell me to move with the times
I’ve got an old-fashioned mind, well that’s my mistake
You’re a modern man, don’t need to hold my hand
Well a class act doesn’t age
A class act doesn’t age
A class act doesn’t age
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Ilana Charnelle Melbourne, Australia
Inspired by jazz-era chanteuses, infused with modern sensibilities.
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