Lyrics

POT O’ GOLD
I say Shamrock you say Shillelagh -
I say Father you say Mulcahy
I say Drunkard –you say Malarkey
I say car bomb – you say anarchy

I know that you’re after me lucky charms
I know that you’re after me lucky charms
You’ll never catch the leprechaun but
You’ve got me pot o gold in your arms
You’ve got me pot o gold in your arms.

I say Darby- you say O’Gill
I say Erin you say Go Bragh!
I say Peter you say O’Toole
I say Sergeant You say O’Malley

I know that you’re after me lucky charms…

I say Famine you say Potato
I say Mana you say Kintorso

Queen of the Neighborhood
It started once upon a time
I found a girl I thought I’d love forever
She took a ring and told me she was mine
We’d have a long and happy life together
It’s strange how things can change with time
When rhythm spoils the rhyme
I guess she changed her mind

I used to think that it was black and white
And we could read about it in the papers
I used to think that there was wrong and right
But now I’ve found about a thousand flavors
that fall right in between the lines
we’ve all been there sometimes
when something wrong feels right

Gym class square dance promenade
Do-se-do and rotate
Swing your partner round and round
Kick ‘em in the butt and knock ‘em down

Beautiful girl beautiful girl
Baby you look so good
Beautiful girl beautiful girl
You don’t but I think you should now
Everyone loves you no ones above you
You’re the queen of your neighborhood
Everyone’s lying squealing and spying
Baby they’re just no good

COTTON CANDY
I’m living it like it’s real
Loving the way it feels
Even if it’s pretend I don’t want this to end
I look in your pretty eyes
I want to believe the lies
I’m loving the way it feels and living it like its real

Kisses, like winter birds, are seeking out a place that’s warm
Heat lightning flashes -You are a thunderstorm
Kisses, like winter birds, are steadily migrating south
You are cotton candy – You’re melting in my mouth

I like to think that I’ve got good intentions
I tell myself we’ll always be good friends – to the end
If you’re gonna lie make it a good one – You’re a good one
You look just like her- You sound just like her
You act just like -You are just like my friend

Did I break it? Could you fake it?
Because I’ll take it- everything’s fine.

I’m trying to ease your mind
You’re reading between the lines
I’m loving the way it feels and living it like it’s real

PLACE IN FRANCE
(You’re turning me on)
There’s a place in France where the naked ladies dance
There’s a hole in the wall so the boys can see it all
And the girls all move specifically to soothe your heart
Oh your lonely heart
But they’ll look you in the eye, there’s nothing to be sorry for
There’s nothing to be sorry for

You’ll be done when you’re done
You’re busy having your fun
And you’re the only one
who can know when you’re done

There’s a place in France where the naked ladies dance
There’s a hole in the wall so the boys can see it all
And the girls all move specifically to turn you on
And they’ll turn you on
But they’ll look you in the eye, there’s nothing to be sorry for
There’s nothing to be sorry for

At a Party
At a party I met a girl
What a party, what a girl
We were dancing slowly I held her tight
Unlike last weeks boring movie I was feeling alive
She said “Am I ever gonna see you again?”

I went to her place turned out the light
She started to dance for me I was feeling right
Sweet Lolita lonely wants to show me her good way
Sweet Lolita told me her innocence would make me stay
She said “Am I ever gonna see you again?”

I don’t know what I want but I know I want it
I don’t know what I got I must’ve forgot it
I don’t know what I need but I know I need it
I got some thing to feed and I’m gonna feed it
I’m gonna feed it again
You know I need it again

Cataract Girl
A crooked toothed boy with unusual features
Hangs out alone sips his drink in the shadows
He’s singing along to the songs in his mind
He rocks back and forth and he smiles but he keeps his lips closed

A pretty young girl wearing old ladies clothes
Feels for her drink with her fingers that fumble
She carefully lifts the glass touches her lips
Slowly she sips and she smiles but she keeps her eyes closed

The boys got a face that most people don’t like
He pays them no mind
His mom thinks he’s beautiful
Cataract girl has got milk in her eyes
She hides them from people
It makes her uncomfortable

The boy sees the girl and his whole body tingles
He gathers his courage and slowly approaches her
Sweet smelling skin with his heart in his throat
He whispers “hello” and he smiles but he keeps his lips closed

Gently exploring his face with her fingers
Interpreting lines and caressing the structure
The crooked tooth boy lets his smile open wide
And cataract girl opens her eyes

She touches his teeth and he stares at her eyes
He keeps his lips open
She keeps her eyes open

The boy found his girl
And they lived happily ever after
The girl found her boy
And they lived happily ever after.

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