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Jailbait
03:39
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Hey there daddy that's an age old lie
Swear you'll never make your sugar cry
Roll those dice she's a gambler's dream
Don't bet it all on lucky 13
Hey there daddy you'll never confess
Love the thought of a baby doll dress
Gonna make your intentions clear whispering low in a young girl's ear
You're jailbait, what's the price to pay
Left me so low, the end of my days
Jailbait baby like a tattoo stays ain't I got yours in a permanent way
Hey there daddy won't you step on in
Take that path where no man's been
Judge just set you walking free
When he took one long look at me
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Live to Play
02:58
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Watching weekend warriors spill into the bar
Hook up with my drummer my boys on the guitar
Nothing I like better sell my soul today
I gotta work to live but don't I live to play
Crowd is going crazy watch them drink a weekly wage
All night party girl I gotta work it from the stage
Nothing I like better sell my soul today
I gotta work to live but don't I live to play
You might think it's crazy, the way I get my thrills
Get a groove working my spine will feel the chills
Nothing I like better sell my soul today
I gotta work to live but don't I live to play
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Two's Company
02:45
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You kept it well hid, I never suspected
You swore you'd stay true to me now you stand corrected
Two's company, and three's a crowd
The perfect pair how we loved how we lusted
Now my heart is lying broken up and busted
Two's company and three's a crowd
Made me your fool, there ain't no use in talking
All I've got to say now is hit that cold ground walking
Two's company and three's a crowd
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Come In My Kitchen
03:09
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You could lay the table while you're dreaming of my curves
Keep them satisfied they're back for second serves
You could lay the table baby make it sweeter than you've seen
You can come on in my kitchen get a little taste of what I mean
You can whip it up far better babe than any old naked chef
Or lick that beater till we both run out of breath
You can whip it better baby, make it sweeter than you've seen
You can come on in my kitchen, boy get a little taste of what I mean
You could peel off my apron, come unzip my dress
Don't you be forgetting how to clean up all your mess
You could whip it up far better baby make it sweeter than you've seen
You can come on in my kitchen, boy get a little taste of what I mean
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Man's Woman
01:50
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She don't paint her face to look complete
Coz she could stop the traffic on any old street
She a man's woman right down to her knees
Ain't she a man's woman the kind you'd love to be
She don't make idle talk she'll never bitch
Knows how to scratch his favorite itch
She a man's woman right down to her knees
Ain't she a man's woman the kind you'd love to be
She don't drink herbal tea or chardonnay
She like a longneck on a long hot day
She a man's woman right down to her knees
Ain't she a man's woman the kind you'd love to be
She don't buy Avon cream or Tupperware
Looking down your nose do you think she care?
She a man's woman right down to her knees
Ain't she a man's woman the kind you'd love to be
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Hitch-Hiker Shuffle
03:03
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It's time for her to ramble gonna leave this town
Trying to escape these crazy things been going down
Said to the engineer let me jump your train
Pretty little lady lord you got to be insane
Said it to the engineer let me jump your train
Oh pretty little lady lord you got to be insane
Like a stone she rollin' really gotta move
Had enough of people what the hell they wanna prove
Said the to the captain won't you let me sail
Pretty little lady just get ready to bail
Said it to the captain won't you let me sail
Pretty little lady just get ready to bail
She got a hatbox full of heartache
Trunk filled with tears
Suitcase full of stupid things she done throughout the years
Here's hoping someday she will stop and find
A check in counter leave that baggage behind
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Blow My Cares Away
03:46
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A windy city on a windy day
Hoping that a little twister just might blow my cares away
In a windy city on a windy day
A little twister just might blow my cares away
A windy city on a windy day
Snuggle up a little closer let me blow your cares away
In a windy city on a windy day
Get a little closer let me blow your cares away
Batten down the hatches lock that cellar door
Rain beating on the rooftop thunder starts to roar
Trees begin to sway lights begin to fail
When I'm with my baby we'll forget that gale
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Real Blues Mama
02:48
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Listen to me baby, gonna get it into your head
Listen to me baby, gonna get it into your head
When you see a real blues mama she always gonna be well fed
Listen to me baby, that home cooking soul food sound
Listen to me baby, that home cooking soul food sound
When you see that real blues mama she always be soft and round
She hollers for a box of chocolates over any old diamond rings
You know that it's never over until the fat lady sings
If you've dusted it with sugar she gonna eat up just whatever you bring
And you can bet your bottom dollar she knows how to shake that booty thing
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Ain't Nobody Watchin'
05:16
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MIsty and hazy in the midnight hour
When I'm going crazy for a whisky sour
To all my friends and my lover I've lied
They don't know how I stay satisfied
I've got a dark side so shady the shadows can't see
There ain't nobody watching, you better watch out for me
I can't wait any longer my teeth are getting sharp
Cuts you like the wailing of a blues man's harp
Slam down a bottle I could sniff up a line
That's what I'm craving round midnight, midnight time
I've got a dark side so shady the shadows can't see
There ain't nobody watching, you better watch out for me
When I howl like a wild thing I've got to get it raw
Feed me a bullet it's my only hope of cure
One road leads to prison the other ends in the jail
So into my casket watch me pound another nail
I've got a dark side so shady the shadows can't see
When there ain't nobody watching you better watch out for me
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I Couldn't Tell You
03:35
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I couldn't tell you just how much I care about you
I couldn't tell you how you make me feel inside
I couldn't tell you you're the one thing my life has been missing
Coz I got something that no words can describe
I couldn't tell you just how much I need your kissing
I couldn't tell you standing by you fills me with pride
I couldn't tell you I don't go walking to the well to go wishing
Coz I got something that no words can describe
Something that I've never taken lightly
These days it's an each way bet
Let me feel that loving nightly
Some of these things I don't live to regret
Ain't nothing I could tell you not a thing to say
Your words get me tongue tied there ain't nothing more to say, left to say
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Anni Piper Portland, Oregon
She's the First Lady of the Blues! The Australian born sultry singer is also a solid bassist and insightful composer. Piper won an Australian Blues Music Award for her 2005 debut album. She was soon signed to boutique label Blues Leaf Records USA. The title track from 'Blow Up Doll' (April 2020 release) is a semi-finalist in the prestigious 2019 International Songwriting Competition. ... more
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