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I'm The Guy
04:36
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I'm The Guy who likes to eat cherry,
And I'm The Guy who loves a swell time.
I go for walks in the park,
I bring my doggy with me.
We never get too far,
'cause he's such a wussy.
CHORUS:
Well don't follow me,
'cause I don't know where I'm goin'
And don't follow me,
'cause I haven't got a clue
Oh I'm The Guy who likes fool with Play-Doh
And I'm The Guy who thinks the comics are the best part of the newspaper
Look around, it's a great big world it's so magical,
Look around and see all the happy people out there!
Well I take a walk in the park,
And I bring my doggy.
We never get too far,
'cause he's such a wussy.
Well don’t follow me ‘cause I don’t know where I’m goin’
Well I'm The Guy who likes to play with toys
And I'm The Guy who who likes to make a lot of noise
When you're alone,
It's such a lovely feelin' don't let it go.
When I'm alone, I think of all the times I'm with you!
Well I take a walk in the park,
I bring my doggy.
We never get too far,
'cause he's such a wussy.
CHORUS
Don’t follow me ‘cause I don’t know where I’m goin’
Don’t follow me ‘cause I don’t know where I’m goin’
Don’t follow me ‘cause I haven’t got a clue
Don’t follow me now….
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2. |
Endless Freeway
02:34
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Cruzin’ in the hot California sun,
Doin' 90 miles an hour down Highway 1.
And I got no particular place to go.
Well I’m, cruising down the endless
I’m cruisin’ down the endless
I’m cruising down the endless freeway way way way way way way way way
Feeling next to nothing, just blinked my eyes
And another seven miles just passed me by.
And I get rather lonely on the open road.
Well I’m, cruising’ down the endless
I’m cruising down the endless
I’m cruising down the endless freeway way way way way wa-way way way way way way way!
Bridge:
Just an ordinary drive
From San Francisco to LA
Got my primary options open
Down 5 or on the coast down Highway 1
It’s a matter of time
Or a matter of fun
Bein’ out on the drive
Or bein’ out in the sun
I choose that windy road that rolls along the coast
And here we go now
“Get away from the car”
Really officer, I didn’t know I was speedin’
Insurance!? I ain’t got no insurance!
Well, I’m Cruzin’ in the hot California sun,
Doin' 90 miles an hour down Highway 1.
And I got no particular place to go.
Well I’m, cruising’ down the endless
I’m cruising’ down the endless
I’m cruising down the endless freeway way way way way wa-way way way way way way way!
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3. |
Planet of the Moon
04:56
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Got a rhythm in my heart
Gonna planet from the start
Got a rhythm in my heart
And it's tearing me apart
Tear apart
Let me tell you a little story
About the way I live my life
Oh, It's getting kinda boring
Let me show you a picture of my wife
It's all I want to do
To be out here entertaining you
It's all I want to be
Quite the celebrity
Let me tell you ‘bout the truth
While I’m standing out here in front of you
You may see me as I am
But don’t forget inside I’m just a little man
And don’t take it all in vain
This didn’t happen in a day
Took years of lonely heartbreaking work
Upon my body, like a jerk
I never gave anything away
But I’m happier than before
There’s nothing I could ever want as much
As I wanted this,
before
Though it may seem like a lifestyle
Of fortune and fame
I tell you if I had a chance right now
To do it all again
I might have gone to college
And got myself a degree
But that just isn’t me
My time be myself
I keep reserved for someone else
She's very special to me you know
So I keep her at my home
And like I have said before
You just keep knocking at that door
Some day they'll open up
And make you a star
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4. |
Whenever I Want You
03:05
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Whenever I Want You
I know, just what to do
Whenever I Want You
I just, barely think of you
Cause I know, you’re so predictable
You’re like a book
You open your mind I take a look
Whenever I Want Cheese
I know, just where to go
Cause you’ve got American and Swiss and
Provolone and oh
I know whenever I Want cheese
And I need it
I open my mouth and you feed it
Yee ha!
Well Suzy Strutcakes, went down to the hayride
With a bunch of Barley’s Boys
When Suzy came home, the very next day
With her body all full of sores
Well Suzy’s mother asked her, said “What happened to you dear?”
Suzy said “Oh mommy dear I’m not so sure what do you think happened to me.”
Suzy’s mother looked at her and Suzy, you’ve been raped.
Well Suzy didn’t know what rape did mean
So she ran down to her dictionary
Looked up that rape word and she saw
That it was something, that uh, she wouldn’t want to tell her Pa
So Suzy’s mother called up the Barley Boys said
“Hey come down here, do my chores.”
You hurt my daughter you know that’s true
I want you down here and I want you
I’ll tell your parents, what you done
To my Suzy on that night run
Those boys said no ma’am, we’ll be there
Don’t you worry, we’ll take care!
Whenever I Want You
I know just where you’ll be
Cause you follow me around my darlin’
Just like a puppy
Baggy ears and saggy eyes
You look at me just like you’d die
Whenever I Want You, I know
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Cats
02:42
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When I was a boy,
we had cats galore
I thought that everybody had a lot of cats
But when I went down to my friend's house
I noticed that he didn't have a cat inside
just a dog and rat
and I said "What's a matter brother?"
"I don't know"
Anne Klein II
Meow
My next neighbor's dog
he jumped over our fence
and he gabbed my cat
and he made minced meat outta him
There was blood all around
All over the town
My cat is dead
I wanna shoot that dog’s head!
Meow break
Cats are great and cats are good
Just ask the Egyptians 'cause they made them food
Cats are great. Make no mistake.
They're better than dogs
I guess.
Meow
A 1-2-3-4
Hey, I said 1-2-3-4
Well Mike Speigel has a cat named Sally
It's the biggest mutha cho-cho in the alley
Cause it's got long hair and short hair
and stripes and spots
and whiskers go way past your head
God I wanna eat that cat!
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6. |
Swimming To The Moon
03:47
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Swimming To The Moon
Aru hi kiseki ga okotta
hmmmmmm...
The Tooth Fairy came by and told me
I owed him a hundred dollars
I didn't have any cash
So I wrote him a check
Well I guess I'm better off now
'Cause I got my baby teeth
and I didn't give the Tooth Fairy even a dollar no
I give him a rubber check for a
hundred clams don't ya know, hey Sam
But he can't do nothing with it except maybe play basketball
Well I don't worry 'cause I know
there aren't no credit bureaus in outer space
Where all the little people go
So come on lets play
'Cause everybody's after me
Right here on earth you see
But when they come back for me I won't be here
I'll be swimming to the moon
Grab your spaceship, grab your hat
We're gonna make a date tonight
We're gonna get there in no time flat
You know you'll be right outta your mind
Now everybody's got problems
and you ain't nothin' special my dear
You know I've got problems myself
and I solve them all with beer
Well I ain’t never said nothing like that
(well maybe I did, but) I didn't mean it
I just shout it out as it comes to my head
What am I s'posed to do?
Well I don't worry 'cause I know
they ain't got credit bureaus out in space
Where the little people go
'Cause everybody's after me on earth
But when they come for me
I'll be gone swimming to the moon
I'll be swimming to the moon
I'll be swimming to the moon
Swimming to the moon
Put on your bathing suit baby
Get in the airlock out we go
Take a deep breath flap your hands
Now here we go
Lets Go Go!
Swimming to the moon
Swimming to the moon
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rediguana Iwata, Japan
Joe Libby, aka Rediguana, has been singing and songwriting with various bands since 1986. He is a little slow in getting anything out to the public, but we're working on that.
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