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Loveseat
She got a love seat in the corner of the room
She got style and a smile and her body goes boom
And my heart does, too
Know what I want to do
Kiss her light as a feather
Now we go down together
Losing clothes on the way
Rolling in the hay
She tease me just a little till my body starts to say
Damn girl won’t you let me come in
She says sit here on my loveseat and let me begin
To ride it, slide it
Ain’t no need to hide it It’s a loveseat cruise
Take off your shoes and step inside it
She got a loveseat, yeah
She got a loveseat, mmmm
So put a record on
Maybe that Ray Charles song Cause when it’s on it’s on
And now are minds are gone
Put my lips on her dimple
Till her teapot starts to whistle
We’re having a ball
Playing monkey in the middle
Did the earth just move?
Is that her or me yelling?
I’m licking on her lips like a slice of watermelon
She got a loveseat, yeah
She got a loveseat, mmmm
She got a love seat
She got verbs and prepositions
She got a coffee table book of anatomical positions
So get your soul in the mood
With some wine and some food
Adjust your attitude
To get your body in the groove
You say your mama don’t approve
Well I don’t mean to be rude
But if the loveseats calling
Mama, we got to move
On the loveseat, yeah
Knock on the door come see what a loveseats for
She got a love seat, yeah
She says come by later
And she’ll hook you up
She’s a facilitator of loveseat love.
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Big Big Squeeze
03:15
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ver since I met you girl you’ve played me
You’ve kept me waiting at the door
First you tell me yes and then it’s maybe
Please don’t keep me waiting any more!
How long will we beat around the bush?
How long will we do this pull and push?
How long before this little crush becomes a big, big squeeze?
When I first saw you girl I knew that
What you got I want it all
You’ve been treating me like your doormat
And I still come running when you call I can tell girl that you want me
The way you smile says it’s true
But you love to tease and taunt me
When do we get to do what I want to do?
How long will we beat around the bush?
How long will we do this pull and push?
How long before this little crush becomes a big, big squeeze?
I bought you candy girl and flowers I’ve sang you songs and wrote you poems
I’ve listened to you talk for hours
I picked you up and drove you home
How long will we beat around the bush?
How long will we do this pull and push?
How long before this little crush becomes a big, big squeeze?
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Having a Ball
02:56
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Having a Ball
Having a ball
Oh yes I’m having such fun
Having a ball
And I think that when I’m done I just might have another
Or maybe two I’m having a ball How ‘bout you?
Having a ball
More fun than a barrel of monkeys
Having a ball I sure am feeling spunky
So if you’re feeling a little bit spunky, too
We can have our selves a ball
Me and you.
Having a ball
I‘m happy as a clam
I up against the wall
But frankly my dear I don’t give a damn
It’s better to die laughing
That not to have laughed at all I don’t mind telling you all I’m having a ball
Having a ball
Man I am flying high
You say I might fall
But hey I don’t mind
‘Cause one things for certain
That’s that nothings for sure
I’m sitting pretty and standing tall
I’m having a ball.
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4. |
So Nice
03:20
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So Nice
So nice, so nice
Baby make me feel so nice
So nice, so nice
Baby make me feel so nice
Come say hello
Baby make me feel so nice
Rock me real slow
Baby make me feel so nice
Rock me until
Baby make me feel so nice
Can’t hold it still
Baby make me feel so nice
So nice, so nice
Baby make me feel so nice
So nice, so nice
Baby make me feel so nice
Come bend it down low
Let it go where it go
Yes I know what I know
Come let’s make it so
In the morning In the evening
Any time of day
Got this loving
Got this felling
Makes me want to say
So nice, so nice
Baby make me feel so nice
Come wind up me waist
Come give me a taste
Come take off that dress
Come make me say yes.
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Dropped a bomb
04:05
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Dropped a Bomb
When I first saw you that night
You were dressed up all in red
And that dress fit you so right
I still can’t remember what I said
But it must have made you laugh
And that laugh was my eulogy
All it says on my epitaph
You dropped a bomb on me
I’ve had my heart broken before
But you just stopped it all together
And left me lying there on the floor
Spinning out across forever
You keep me coming back for more
Even now that I’m a zombie Is love or pain, which I adore?
You dropped a bomb on me
Smoke still curls from your lips
Coals still smolder in your eyes
Just one kiss and I‘ve lost my grip.
If I don’t have you I will die.
Just to touch you is to suffer
The best kind of agony
I may never recover
You dropped a bomb on me
Me tiraste una bomba
Me tiraste una bomba, me muero mami
Me tiraste una bomba
Me tiraste una bomba.
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6. |
Trampoline
03:17
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Trampoline
It’s impossible not to smile
When you’re bouncing on a trampoline
It’s impossible not to smile
When you’re bouncing on a trampoline
Have you ever seen the stars at night?
Bouncing on a trampoline.
Have you ever felt two souls collide?
Bouncing on a trampoline?
Have you ever heard your heart beat wild?
Bouncing on a trampoline?
Have you ever left your worries behind?
Bouncing on a trampoline?
I’m so grateful for this night
I’m so grateful for this life
I’m so grateful for this time
I’m so grateful for this love
I’m so grateful for this breath
That little star and all the rest
I’m so grateful for these dreams
Thank god for trampolines.
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I Like it
04:08
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I Like it
I like the way you shake that thing
Make me wanna dance make me wanna sing, oh babe
You make me feel like a limo looking for parking
You’re the cat’s meow, you got my dogs barking, oh babe
You drive me crazy, you drive around the block
Once you start shaking you just don’t stop, oh babe
Kick out the dog bring in the cat
Must be jelly jam don’t shake like that, oh babe
Meet me at the chicken shack ‘bout nine o’clock
Be my sweet hen and I’ll be your big… rooster babe
Spin the bottle baby truth or dare
Shake those maracas like you just don’t care
Shake it babe you look so fine
You show me yours and I’ll show you mine.
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8. |
Come By Me
02:53
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Come by Me
Wake up in the morning
Something’s cooking in the oven
Come on baby come by me
You got to bring me some you got to bring me something
Come on baby come by me
Sure do love your cooking babe
I love your sugar dumplings
Come on baby come by me I may not be good looking
But I got real good lovin’
Honey baby come by me
I know you got another man but I don’t care
Come on baby come by me
Got to get me something from your frigidaire
Come on baby come by me
You can stir your pot, honey I can dip the ladle
Come on baby come by me
I like it while it’s hot, baby bring it to the table
Come on baby come by me
When were done and finished and we’re satisfied
Come on baby come by me
I can wash your dishes
Till your pots and pans shine
Come on baby come by me
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All You Have to Do Is Ask
All you have to do is ask
It’ll happen if you let it
All you have to do is ask
And you gonna get it
All you have to do is ask
And the universe provides
All you have to do is ask
Sit back enjoy the ride
All you have to do is ask
The worse they can say is no
But if you never ask
How are you gonna know?
All you have to do is ask
And everything is yours
All you have to do is ask
So be careful what you ask for
All you have to do is ask
But you got to know what you choose
You got to know what you wish for
For a wish to come true
All you have to do is ask
Whattaya got to lose?
All you have to do is ask
And it’ll come to you.
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Scoundrel
04:10
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Scoundrel
I’m a scoundrel and a rambler, too
You’re a handful, got my hands full of you
I’m an outlaw and a renegade
You’re a wild child, you cannot be tamed.
When it’s time to go I know that we both know
All of this we share
Is always there
Then leave the back door open
And the porch light on
I’ll come a calling
With the nightingales song
Give you good sweet lovin’ all night long
Leave you smiling in the morning
With the early dawn
You’re a wild child
You cannot be tamed.
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Thanks and Praises
03:49
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Thanks and Praises
Oh the worlds to big and beautiful
To ever worry about being right
Take a look a round
You never know what you might find
And life is so strange and wonderful
To ever hold on very tight
Don’t you know if you let go it’s still gonna turn out fine.
I give thanks and praises everyday
For all that is I give thanks and praises for just this
I give thanks and praises everyday for all that is
I give thanks I give thanks and praises
Oh your voice was made for singing
And your feet were made to dance
Your heart was made for loving everyone
Your joy was made for bringing
Everywhere you have the chance
What if you let yourself have that much fun?
I give thanks and praises everyday
For all that is I give thanks and praises for just this
I give thanks and praises
I’m not afraid to say it I give thanks
I give thanks and praises.
Forest Sun © 2008
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Forest Sun San Francisco, California
San Francisco Bay Area troubadour and award winning songwriter, Forest Sun has regaled audiences around the globe with his
wealth of songs and stories, all sung and told with back porch ease and bonhomie. Sun's music has been compared to everyone from Jack Johnson, The Avett Brothers and John Mayer to Van Morrison and Bob Dylan, but his unique style is entirely his own.
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