Warning: LYRICS
it's what you do
ah
it's not what you are
ah
it's what you do
ah
it's not what you are
ah
©1986 r.stevie moore
ALECIA
a perfect combination
once upon a time
i knew a little girl of ten
she was gonna be
eleven soon, but when?
when can i have you, baby?
alecia, alecia oh
everyday we'd play
upon the front porch swing 'til five
she was gonna be
my futuristic bride
when can i marry you, baby?
alecia, appreciate you i do
a perfect celebration
happy birthday to you
you are my underage sweetheart
you are true
you are, not what you do
u. r. true
alecia, felicia grow up
maybe we can go
away from all your relatives
i will pick you up
tonight so pack your bags
when can i kidnap you?
alecia, congratulations you're twelve
so we finally got
a preacherman to tie the knot
everything is fine
no everything is great and wonderful
alecia, appreciate you i will
a perfect cause to date you
©1986 r.stevie moore
YOU ALWAYS WANT WHAT YOU DON'T HAVE
i know that people want to live
right
and you and me are no
exception
if i can't have you every
morning
i'll lose my senses of
direction
where will i go
how will i get
there
who will be waiting for my
arrival
will it be real
or just
remembered
you always want what you
don't have
what can i do
am i contented
who
am i searching for satisfaction
is
anything real
or just
described
you always want what you
don't have
now that i'm without you
i regret i
took advantage of
this special
opportunity i had
to place my arms
around you
what more can i do
just to make my
dreams come true
©1978 r.stevie moore
JAILBAIT (Andre Williams)
well i'm running before it's too late
trying to get away from that jailbait
THE WHEREABOUTS
has anybody here seen
my baby of twelve
years
she disappeared and i grieve every
night
are you sure she didn't stop
here
on the way to brooklyn
your guess is
as good as mine
where oh where did she go to
there i swear i
just saw her face
she was the only girl i
could
depend on to be with me now
the
whereabouts of my love are unknown
we met in '46 in the driveway of a hotel
my
eyes have seen the glory of her smile
i'm
sure i could believe in
the way she gave her
promise that she would be mine for such a long,
long while
where oh where did she go to
there i swear i
just saw her face
she was the only girl i
could
depend on to be with me now
the
whereabouts of my love are unknown
she's
five foot seven inches and she's medium build
she has a lovely head of long light brown hair
you
might not have noticed but she's wearing the
necklace
that I gave her at the new york world's fair
where oh where did she go to
there i swear i
just saw her face
she was the only girl i
could
depend on to be with me now
the
whereabouts of my love are unknown
i fear that she is lost in the panic stricken crowds
that have gathered since the russians have attacked
is she a lone survivor? is she thinking all about me?
is she wishing we together could get back?
where oh where did she go to
there i swear i
just saw her face
she was the only girl i
could
depend on to be with me now
the
whereabouts of my love are unknown
©1986 r.stevie moore
DIARY (Gates)
i found her diary underneath a tree
and started reading about me
the words she'd written took me by surprise
you'd never read them in her eyes
they said that she had found the love she'd waited for
wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it
when she confronted with the writing there
simply pretended not to care
i passed it off as just in keeping with
her total disconcerting air
and though she tried to hide the love that she denied
wouldn't you know it, she wouldn't show it
and as i go through my life
i will give to her my wife
all the sweet things i can find
i found her diary underneath a tree
and started reading about me
the words began to stick and tears to flow
her meaning now was clear to see
(it's someone else)
and as i go through my life
i will wish for her his wife
all the sweet things that she can find
all the sweet things they can find
THINKING
i do a lot of thinking
thinking 'bout the
way i think
concentration's great, i
think
i don't think i'm unthinkable
i
do a lot of drinking
thinking 'bout the way
i drink
hanging my head in the sink
i
don't think i'm unsinkable
i'm deciding topics to discuss
with
myself
and i find so many subjects i can't
think
oh no no no no no
i don't do much conversing
cursing 'bout the
way i curse
conversations with my nurse
i
don't talk about my thinking
i do a lot of wondering
pondering 'bout the
way i plan
do you have a goal, young
man?
i don't think about my thinking
situation comedy tonight
with myself
it's
a situation comedy tonight
oh no no no no
no
simulation tragedy tonight
with
myself
it's a situation comedy tonight
oh no no no no no
©1978 r.stevie moore
GETTING BETTER (Lennon/McCartney)
it's getting better all the time
i used to get mad at my school
the teachers who taught me weren't cool
you're holding me down, turning me round
filling me up with your rules
i've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
i have to admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine
me used to be a angry young man
me hiding me head in the sand
you gave me the word i finally heard
i'm doing the best that i can
i've got to admit it's getting better
a little better all the time
i have to admit it's getting better
it's getting better since you've been mine
getting so much better all the time
it's getting better all the time
better, better, better
it's getting better all the time
better, better, better
i used to be cruel to my woman i beat her and
kept her apart from the things that she loved
man i was mean but i'm changing my scene
and i'm doing the best that i can
Bonus track:
ROCK 'N ROLL KIT
a rock and roll kit came to my front door
i
don't remember what it sold for
nevertheless
it was incredible weather
and in no time i
had it put together
it was a breeze quite
full of ease
i turned my kit into a hit
set up me drums at a quarter to five
i put
them down in one take with no jive
add two
guitars so i'd have another song
i had a
feeling it wouldn't take long
i played the
bass just like an ace
i turned my kit into a
fit
rock and roll kit's very fun to play
rock
and roll fits comin' every day
rock and roll
fits throwin' it away
rock
rock and roll kit's very fun to play
(yes it
is)
rock and roll fits comin' every
day
(here they come)
rock and roll bits
boy you gotta stay
rock
roll
a rock and roll kit came to my front door
it was a good one in 7/4
followed the
instructions inside my hairy head
i made it
up by myself instead
i play it now just like a cow
how do you like my rock and roll bit?
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