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Lost in France

I was lost in France
In the fields the birds were singing
I was lost in France
And the day was just beginning
 
As I stood there in the morning rain
I had a feeling I can't explain
I was lost in France in love
 
I was lost in France
In the streets a band was playing
And the crowd all danced
Didn't catch what they were saying
 
When I looked up, he was standing there
I knew I shouldn't, but I didn't care
I was lost in France in love
 
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
 
I was lost in France
And the vines were overflowing
I was lost in France
And a million stars were glowing
 
And I looked 'round for a telephone
To say: 'Baby, I won't be home'
I was lost in France in love
 
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
 
And I looked 'round for a telephone
To say: 'Baby, I won't be home'
I was lost in France in love
 
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
Ooh la la la, ooh la la la, dance
Ooh la la la, I'm dancing
 

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I Don't Give A

I don`t wanna wake up
once I’ve made my mind up

So tell it to me straight up
if you want it all to stop

Cause I don’t wanna cause you any trouble
put you in a struggle

I guess we love the pain

Even though we messed up
always getting back up

I want you to stay
It hurts but I’m in need
I`ll be lovin you lovin you you

No matter how I bleed
I`ll be lovin you lovin you

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a
fuck what the others say

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a
fuck what the others say

I know your love will kill me
do your thing and heal me

I know that you can hear me
guess I found my remedy

But I don’t wanna cause you any trouble
put you in a struggle
I guess we love the pain

It hurts but I’m in need
I`ll be lovin you lovin you

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a
fuck what the others say

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a
fuck what the others say

Hey fuck what they say
Hey fuck what they say
Hey fuck what they say

I`ll lo love you anyway

fuck what they say

I don’t give a fuck what they say

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a

I don`t give a
I don`t give a
I don`t give a
fuck what the others say

I`ll lo love you anyway

Jambalaya

Goodbye, Joe, me gotta go, me oh my oh.
Me gotta go, pole the pirogue down the bayou.
My Yvonne, the sweetest one, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Thibodaux, Fontaineaux, the place is buzzin',
kinfolk come to see Yvonne by the dozen.
Dress in style and go hog wild, me oh my oh.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Settle down far from town, get me a pirogue
and I'll catch all the fish in the bayou.
Swap my mon to buy Yvonne what she need-o.
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Jambalaya and a crawfish pie and filé gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio.
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gayo,
Son of a gun, we'll have big fun on the bayou.
 
Jambalaya an' a crawfish pie, fil'e gumbo
'Cause tonight I'm gonna see my ma cher amio
Pick guitar, fill fruit jar and be gay-o
Son of a gun, we gonna have a big fun on the bayou.
 

I Go Crazy

Hello boy its been awhile
Guess you'll be glad to know
That I've learned how to laugh and smile
Getting over you was slow
They say old lovers can be good friends
But i never thought I'd really see you
I'd really see you again
I go crazy
 
When I look in your eyes
I still go crazy
No my heart just can't hide
That feeling inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby you know
When I look in your eyes
I go crazy
 
You say she satisfies your mind
Tells you all of her dreams
I know much that means to you
I realize that i was blind
Just when i thought i was over you
I see your face and it just ain't true
no it just ain't true
I go crazy
 
When I look in your eyes
I still go crazy
That old flame comes alive
It's starts burning inside
Way deep down inside
Oh baby
You know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy
I go crazy
 
You know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy
No my heart just can't hide
That old feelin' inside
Way deep down inside
I go crazy
You know when I look in your eyes
I go crazy
 
Crazy
 

Scratch

These words are in my face
It's over now, it's over now
This faceless son of a switch
It's up and down, it jumps around
One time that I can't lie
Afraid of you, and what to do
One stops before they try
Like you and I, like you and I
One dies without a trace
It's often now, it's often now
These worries aren't escapes
They lose their town, they loosen down
No one wnats to be faced
With who's inside, with what is I
Lost in the field of grace
You're less than I, you're less than I
 
We mean to scratch the surface now
Pretend to be unreasonable
It's a good time to line them up
It's never over til we give up
 
No love in the hall of the states
Just think of that, speak to that
Ma was the fish to the steak
The fiction break, the fiction break
My loosening again
Brings them on up
It's close to but
This life in the mirror of shame
It's closing down, we're closer now
No sorrow to peel the flame
We blew it to hell, went all so well
He walked to his school with the shakes
We sat him down, we turned him round
His light was empty space
His thought was sound, his thought was sound
No faults from the light to the shade
Happens the same way every day
 
We mean to scratch the surface now
Pretend to be unreasonable
It's a good time to line them up
It's never over til we give up
 
You can't taste someone else's taste
That's what we do, what we're used to
Undone with the necessary
It's all around, it's up to down
We rarely get confused
But when we do, we really do
I like to sing this song
Rolls on and on, and on and on
 
We mean to scratch the surface now
Pretend to be unreasonable
It's a good time to line them up
It's never over til we give up