A rare live recording from ye olden days of Cottonhead. My gorgeously-talented singer friend Francine Wheeler & me. Sing along!
I’m not gonna lie to ya honey. I’ve cried over men. It’s tragically funny. I know the way it goes, it isn’t easy. I’ve learned all I want’s a little love and some money. It’s hard to push myself on you. But there’s just enough of me left to give to you.
What’s left is your’s for the taking. My heart is your’s for the breaking, What’s left has nothing to lose. What’s left is waiting for you. La da la da da, la da da duh da duh dah. What’s left is waiting for you…
THE CIGARETTES ARE A SIGN
(THE LYRICS FOR SINGALONG FUN!)
Ah ah, ah ah…. la da da da da la da da da da la da da la da da la da da da la ah dahhhh
And the cigarettes R a sign of confidence And the alcohol? It is a sign of strength.
At least the cigarettes show a sign of optimism. Ya got 2 hold @least 1 thing dear.
Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Come on & hold @least 1 thing, dear.
Jackie Gleason always admits that Audrey Meadows ‘s right.
Jellyfish can sting but Homer’s on the couch 2night.
Coke® adds life but Life® w/milk & sugar sure is grand— straight out of the box. Straight out of the box right into your hand.
And the cigarettes R a sign of confidence And the alcohol? It goes w/the beer. At least the cigarettes show a sign of optimism. Ya go to hold @least 1 thing dear. Ooh ooh ooh ooh. Come on & hold @least 1 thing, dear.
Come here, Sugar Bear. Ooh ooh ooh…
Come here, Sugar Bear! My, my Sugar Bear.
Tout de suite….
Come here, come here, Sugar Bear! Oh, my my Sugar Bear! Come here, come here, Sugar Bear! Oh my my Sugar Bear! Come here, tout tout de suite! Tout tout de suite! Oh, my my Sugar Bear.
If you like “Dust In The Wind” (by Kansas) then you will love Turkey Burger— a quiet anthem to single girls everywhere who are home alone on a Saturday night with nothing but a microwave, a TV, and their turkey burgers. And what does Hitler have to do with all of this? Listen and find out.
(THE LYRICS, FOR SINGALONG FUN!)
Ooh, there is nothing sadder than a single gal cooking a turkey burger for one.
Except maybe microwaving a Leeeeeeean Cuisine®. Ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh…
And there is nothing more pathetic than a single gal cutting the film cover, letting the Lean Cuisine® vent it’s steam.
Peeling back the plastic to reveal a heart that’s half-frozen and half-hopeful The History channel will have something good on at 10.
Oh… Hitler again.
(spoken) Shit, I already saw this Hitler last week.
IF YOU WANT MY LOVE - by Cottonhead (originally by The Nightcrawlers)
the way u held my hand
the way you’d understand in me
and when we’d walk along
thinking it was wrong to be
the love we shared together
i thought would last forever
but my heart it was broken when u said 2 me
if u want my love you’ll have 2 cry 4 it
if u want my love you’ll have 2 die 4 it
and maybe yes maybe you’ll bemine
and maybe oh maybe you’ll be mine
and baby yes baby you’ll be mine