CHRISTY  JEFFERSON 

1. WARM - 2:41 by Christy Jefferson It's a sunless morning, and I roll over slowly. The rain insists that we're guilty, but I don't regret you beside me. Oh, you turn away; I leave the room for some tea. It's a French toast morning, and you held her close against what's left saying I was beautiful. Oh should I give in just yet? Oh, I turn away; you leave the room for a drink of something warm… something warm. 2. COME ON EILEEN - 3:46 by Adams/Paterson/Rowland Poor old Johnny Ray. Sounded sad upon the radio. He moved a million hearts in mono. Our mothers cried and sang along, who'd blame them? You're grown… so grown… now I must say more than ever. Toora loora toora loo rye aye. We can sing just like our fathers: Come on Eileen, oh I swear (well he means), at this moment, you mean everything. With you in that dress, oh my thoughts I confess verge on dirty. Ah come on Eileen. These people round here wear beaten down eyes sunk in smoke dried faces - so resigned to what their fate is, but not us, no not us. We are far too young and clever. Toora loora toora loo rye aye. I'll hum this tune forever. Come on Eileen oh I swear. Ah come on, let's take off everything that pretty red dress, oh Eileen tell him yes ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen. Come on Eileen oh I swear, well he means, at this moment you mean everything…. Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye. Come on Eileen too-loo rye-aye. Toora toora-too-loora…. We are far too young and clever and things wont ever change…. Come on Eileen, oh I swear (what he means), at this moment, you mean everything…. 3. LINGERIE - 2:41 by Christy Jefferson It was a lingerie bowtie toga party on a Saturday night. I never was a wild one. Lookin' for a little fun…. The boy I'm trackin' says, 'Hi.' I saw cat eyes checkin' out the competition. Leopard skin. The girl's on a mission. I'm drunk again, Lola Funk. He's talkin' straight like a Neuromancer cyber punk. Hey there, Aries mysterious. This Gemini is feelin' devious. It's hot for December; I clearly remember wakin' up, goin' down, headin' south to your town. We're all sexed-up, dancin' with the boozers. Game is on and she don't intend to loose her's. So tell me true, double E. Cummings, did he rev her up? Get the motor runnin'? Hey there Aries mysterious. This Gemini is feelin' devious. It's hot for December, I clearly remember disco in the bathtub, waterbed body rub. "Cambridge ladies and their furnished souls…." The beetle's meltin' ice, but I'm getting cold. "Angry candy" fallin' down on me - a Gemini trippin' in his game of tease. Hey there, Aries mysterious! Lets cut the shit and just be serious. I was a fool to fall for you. The peach skin and silky seam that you wanted to slip between. 4. KARAOKE - 3:55 by Christy Jefferson You remind me of buttercups early in the morning where I'm waiting for my Rain King. Wearing goose bumps on my skin. Don't know if I'm gonna let you in. Oh yea, I guess I already did. And was it a big mistake? Hoping despite what's at stake? I'm cool. I'm calm. I'm scared. I'm sailing, you're staring, but what you see, isn't who I am. My knees are gumdrops and my lips roses. Two cups of bliss and I'm dancin' with you. Got my black boa framing me. We're singing 'Stay.' Come on, it's karaoke night tonight. And was it a big mistake? To linger there within your gaze? I'm smitten. I'm struck. I'm scared. I'm sailing, you're staring, but you don't know yet who I really am. I am lost in your embrace. I'm trapped in your allure. I'm slaphappy; I checked my heart in at your door. I am frozen and I'm scattered, attracted and distracted, but what if chance just has it that he's for me? 2 am comes too fast. DJ plays the evening's last. 'I won't forget to call,' I said as the evening reached the end. 5. BLUE PERFUME - 4:31 by Christy Jefferson She walks between the leaves and sat on chilled October benches. You carve her features 'neith the trees. Her voice is woven in the breeze. And here I melt between your sheets, but I'm not the passion inside of your heat. When summer used to play with her hair. When you used to care. And she sat in the corner with her blue perfume. It's just a little complicated, just a little confused. Said you saw her dancing. Thought you heard her cry. Said you could feel her heart throbbing. I think it was a fragment of your mind. And she sat in the corner with her blue perfume. Why do I read between the lines? Why can't you just stay by my side? Why and why again won't this ever end? And why can't you just try to pretend? On a highway to Santa Monica and I see her memory in your eyes. You're still trapped inside this stagnant state of mind. She may be dead, but I'm still alive. And she sat in the corner with her blue perfume.

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