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Lullaby for Myself

Self-contained and self-content
No promises to keep
I've got things so together
That I just can't fall asleep
 
Walked the night and drank the moon
Got home at half past four
And I knew that no one marked my time
As I unlocked my door
 
It's really lovely to discover
That you like to be alone
Not to owe your man an answer
When he gets you on the phone
 
Not to share a pair of pork chops
When you crave champagne and cheese
And your aim becomes to please yourself
And not to aim to please
 
Oh, they sold me when they told me
Two can live as cheap as one
But I'm learning twice your earning
Doesn't mean it's twice the fun
 
If you spend each dime and all your time
On someone else's schemes
I'm not needy, but I'm greedy
And I live my deepest dreams
 
Take an hour in the shower
Use the water while it's hot in the tub
A hand to scrub my back
Is all I haven't got
 
Self-aware with self-esteem
Is selfishness a crime?
I take the day for quite a ride
And I take my own sweet time
 
Time to spare and time to share
And grateful I would be
If just one damn man
Would share the need
To be alone with me
 

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Banks of Inverurie

One day as I went walking and doon as I did pass
By the banks o Inverurie I spied a bonnie lass
Her hair hung o’er her shoulders broad
An' her eyes like diamonds shine
On the banks of Inverurie and oh gin she were mine
 
I did embrace that fair maid wi a’ the haste I could
For her hair hung o‘er her shoulders broad, all in its threads
of gold
Her hair hung o‘er her shoulders broad
An’ her eyes like diamonds shine
On the banks of Inverurie and oh gin she were mine
 
Well, she said, “My man, give over, do not delude me so
For aifter kissin’ wooing comes an’ aifter wooing woe
My tender hairt ye will ensnare an’ I beguiled will be
On the banks of Inverurie I‘ll walk alone,” said she
 
Well, she said, “My man, give over, your company refrain
For I know you are of gentle blood, but of a graceless clan
I know your occupation, lad, and good it cannot be
On the banks of Inverurie I‘ll walk alone,” said she
 
Well, he said, “My pretty fair maid, the truth I‘ll ne‘er deny
On the banks o Inverurie fair maids beguiled have I
I used to flatter fair maids, but now I’ll faithful be
On the banks of Inverurie, if you would marry me'
 
He’s pit a horn tae his lips an’ he blew loud and shrill
Till four and twenty armed men came tae their master‘s call
“I used to flatter fair maids, but now I‘ll faithful be
On the banks of Inverurie, if you would marry me'
'On the banks of Inverurie I’ll walk alone,' said she
 

Dirty Dawg

Never ever think of jerkin me
 
You should have treated me right
But you left me lonely and cold at night
Since you won't, someone will
Treat me better and be for real
 
If you didn't want it, you shoulda let me know
But since you didn't want it, then girl, you got to go
You left me sad and lonely, and ran away from home
So since I'm not your only, then go and fetch your bone
 
Cause you're a (dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
Ooh, you're a dirty, dirty (dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
Ooh, you're so dirty, dirty
 
Never ever think of jerkin' me
 
I gave you all that I can
'Til I caught you swingin' with another man
But this time you strayed too far
Now you come beggin' like the dog you are
 
If you didn't want it, you shoulda let me know
But since you didn't want it, then girl, you got to go
Don't think that you can play me, and jerk me all around
You used to be my lady, now your ass is in the pound
 
(Dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
Ooh, you're a dirty, dirty (dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
You're so damn dirty
 
Yo (Yo) Why you wanna act like a tramp (tramp)
A wet food stamp?
I think it's time for me to break camp
Had a crush on my man the first time we met
Now what you see is what you get
I lost more than a mill on a gambling bet
So here's the chuckwagon for the dog in you
Here's the KennelRation and the Alpo, too
 
Now you know I didn't want her
She tried to back me in a corner
Told her blow the horn like little Jack Horner
Forever forbidden
The fast girls in life, the fast cars, they call 'em kittens
Now they've been known to amaze
But they can't pull one over on me, I got game for days
Save the sap rap for the handicapped
Been around the block and I didn't fall for the dirty trap
 
(Dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
Ooh, you're a dirty, dirty (dawg)
Dirty dawg (dawg) dirty dawg (dawg)
Ooh, you're so damn dirty
 
Never ever think of jerkin' me
 

Unter der Haut

Es ist schon lange her – bin wieder hier
Alles noch wie’s war – rechts neben mir
Steht immer noch derselbe Baum – wie früher
 
Dasselbe Haus, dieselbe Bank im Garten
Sogar der alte Hund, lebt immer noch seit Jahren
Und obwohl er nicht mehr Stöckchen holt und Männchen macht
Hängt an dem Zaun ein Schild, auf dem groß steht,
Dass er noch immer wacht
 
Und weil unten an der Kreuzung heut die Busse nicht mehr fahren
Setz ich mich auf die Terrasse, fühl den Wind in meinen Haaren
Ich male mit dem Finger in den Himmel deinen Namen
Es ist kalt ich schließ’ die Jacke
 
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Ist doch alles anders
Ist es irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Fühl ich mich anders
Fühl ich mich irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
 
Es ist schon lange her – und irgendwie
Komm ich noch gern zurück – an diesen See
Und lass die Füße in das Wasser hängen – am Steg
Ich lauf die alten Wege lang zum Hafen
Vorbei an Schrebergärten bis zum Pub
Durch schmale Gassen
Ich werf’ ’nen Blick durchs kleine Fenster
Doch die Lichter sind erloschen
Und an der Tür hängt nur ein Schild,
Auf dem geschrieben steht geschlossen
 
Und weil unten an der Kreuzung heut die Busse nicht mehr fahren
Setz ich mich auf die Terrasse, fühl den Wind in meinen Haaren
Ich male mit dem Finger in den Himmel deinen Namen
Es ist kalt ich schließ’ die Jacke
 
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Ist doch alles anders
ist es irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Fühl ich mich anders
Fühl ich mich irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
 
Alles ist anders
Es ist irgendwie anders
Alles wirkt fremd und obwohl ich es kenn
Kenn ich mich hier nicht mehr aus
Alles ist anders
Es ist irgendwie anders
Alles wirkt fremd und obwohl ich es kenn
Fühl ich mich nicht mehr Zuhaus’
 
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Ist doch alles anders
Ist es irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
Und obwohl es so aussieht wie früher
Alles gewohnt und so vertraut
Fühl ich mich anders
Fühl ich mich irgendwie anders
Unter der Haut
 

Along Comes Mary

Every time I think that I'm the only one who's lonely
someone calls on me.
And every now and then I spend my time in rhyme and verse
and curse those faults in me.
 
And them along comes Mary.
And does she want to give me kicks
and be my steady chick and give me pick of memories
or maybe rather gather tales of all the fails and tribulations
no one ever sees?
 
When we met I was sure out to lunch
now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.
 
When vague desire is the fire in the eyes of chicks
whose sickness is the games they play.
And when the masquerade is played and neighbor folks make jokes
as who is most to blame today.
 
And then along comes Mary.
And does she want to set them free
and let them see reality from where she got her name?
And will they struggle much when told that such a tender touch as hers
will make them not the same?
 
When we met I was sure out to lunch
now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.
 
And when the morning of the warning's passed
the gassed and flaccid kids are flung across the stars.
The psychodramas and the traumas gone.
The songs are left unsung and hung upon the scars.
 
And then along comes Mary.
And does she want to see the stains,
the dead remains of all the pains she left the night before?
Or will their waking eyes reflect the lies,
and make them realize their urgent cry for sight no more?
 
When we met I was sure out to lunch
now my empty cup tastes as sweet as the punch.