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Last day of summer, I saw him down the shore
We walked on the beach, but I just wasn’t sure
Squared off at Skee-Ball, and he got beat
On the Mighty Mouse, I flew out of my seat
Got whiplash on the bumper cars
Rode The Whip and I saw stars
He swung the hammer, and he rang the bell
Won me a goldfish and I thought that I could tell
At the top of the Ferris wheel, that he knew me
And when he looked into my eyes, how deeply he could see
But I knew that it was real
When we went on the roller coaster
I grabbed his hand as we went up the hill
My heart was beating fast – ooh what a thrill
Before I knew it I was thrown against him
As soon as we got off I said “Let’s go again”
Spent every dime that we had that alright
When we were back in class, I’d dream about that night
When summer comes again, him and me
We’ll be first in line, I can guarantee
Cause we were thrown together
On the roller coaster
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Kids On My Corner
02:04
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The kids on my corner start a band
With funds they made from a lemonade stand
They spend all day in their garage
Have to ask mom to move the Dodge
Heard their guitar has a broken string
And they're looking for girl who loves to sing
On that corner where the music's coming from
Sure hope that song's better by the night of the prom
The other kids in the neighborhood
Spit and say "that band's no good!"
Their hearts don't open to that makeshift sound
Yet they're always riding their bikes around
The other kids in the cul-de-sac
Wouldn’t like The Beatles if they came back
But when the cops said "Turn it down"
All the kids shouted "Leave our band alone!"
The kids on my corner wrote a song
It's not that good, but it's not that long
Pretty soon they'll write some more
Sometimes they still forget to close the door
Or do their chores, take out the trash
I love to hear to that drummer bash
They changed their name to The Misunderstood
Hey! I think they're finally getting pretty good
The other kids in the neighborhood
Spit and say "that band's no good!"
Their hearts don't open to that makeshift sound
Yet they're always riding their bikes around
The other kids in the cul-de-sac
Wouldn’t like The Beatles if they came back
But when the cops said "Turn it down"
All the kids shouted "Leave our band alone!"
I've watched them from a distance
And now I count myself as a fan
I even wrote them a song, this one,
Now it looks like I'm joining the band
The other kids in the neighborhood
Spit and say "your band's no good!"
Their hearts don't open to that makeshift sound
Why they always riding their bikes around?
The other kids in the cul-de-sac
Wouldn’t like The Beatles if they came back
But when the cops drive by and frown
All the kids shout "Leave our band alone!"
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Everybody’s got a crush on Chad
He’s kind of good and he’s kind of bad
Cant put your finger on just what it is
All the kids just want to be near him
He makes me nervous when he passes by
He’s kind of brash and he’s kind of shy
He really has a strange effect on me
Just a smile and I feel feathery
I heard he lives in the bad part of town
In a tumble down house, with no parents around
All the kids and the teachers too
Could sleep at night if they only knew
What’s in that melancholy head he’s got
One look, he ties me in a knot
In that beat up pair of Vans and that wf mu tee shirt
I would follow that boy, to the end of the Earth
Everybody’s got a crush on Chad
He’s kind of good and he’s kind of bad
All the kids just want to be near him
Can’t put your finger on just what it is
All the kids have a
All the kids have a
Have a crush on Chad
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Best Kept Secret
02:46
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I’m up in the morning
And guess who is on my mind
Dreaming about you
Is taking all my time
But long as you belong to someone else
I’ll be keeping it all to myself
You’re my Best Kept Secret, baby
Nobody knows I’ve got it bad for you
You’re my Best Kept Secret, baby
Best kept to myself if this dream can’t come true
You’re happy together
And I’ve seen how he makes you smile
Oh what I wouldn’t give
To be in his place for a while
But I can’t say a word about it
Though my heart wants to scream and shout it
You’re my Best Kept Secret, baby
Nobody knows I’ve got it bad for you
You’re my Best Kept Secret, baby
Best kept to myself if this dream can’t come true
Sooner or later
Something has gotta give
It’s driving me crazy
Keeping it inside
When you’re the one I want to be with
Though I can’t say a word about it
You know my heart wants to scream and shout it
Best Kept Secret, baby
Nobody knows I’ve got it bad for you
You’re my Best Kept Secret, baby
Best kept to myself if this dream can’t come true
You’re my Best Kept Secret
Nobody, nobody knows
Yeah, I got it bad for you
Nobody, nobody knows
Yeah, I got it bad for you
You’re my Best Kept Secret
Best Kept Secret
I’ve gotta keep it inside, Etc. , Etc., Etc.,
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Who starts all the trouble at the school?
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
Who cant seem to follow any rule?
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
All the wars, we know who started 'em
All that trash, left on the lunchroom floor
So frustrating, keep you waiting, cant imagine why we're dating
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
Who drives all the teachers up the wall
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
Who has to stand out in the hall
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
All lined up, outside the principal's office
Spend all day, waiting for the bell to ring
They're mystifying, patience trying, keep you guessing, always lying
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
All the wars, we know who started 'em
All that trash, left on the lunchroom floor
They crave attention, dodge suspension, half their lives spent in detention
Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys! Boys!
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Sticking With My Henry
02:09
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Let me tell you ‘bout a boy named Dean
He’s not a boy, he’s a love machine
Too much!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
Just around the corner lives this kid named Phil
He’s got a temper and looks to kill
Not me!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
Henry’s just the boy for me
He’s handsome, sweet and worry free
He and I just talk for hours
Henry shows up with flowers!
Katie’s older brother is this thing named Sam
He’s got a tattoo “wham bam thank you ma’am”
No thank you!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
Already told you ‘bout that kid named Phil
In his wallet is a hundred dollar bill
That’s trouble!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
Henry always on my mind
Prompt, polite and always kind
Sorry, I can’t help but boast
Henry, he’s just the most!
Now you’ve heard my story all I’ve got to say
I’m stickin’ with my Henry till my dying day
That’s right!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
Yes, thank you!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
No trouble!
I’m stickin’ with my Henry
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Doesn’t have to be handsome
Though I wouldn’t mind
Don’t care if he’s tall or short
As long as he’s kind
At the end of the day
When all that talk is gone
Girls just want a boy
To rest their head upon
Just someone to talk to
And tell our troubles to
I know what the folks think
They haven’t got a clue
When we’re all alone
And daily drama done
Girls just want a boy
To lay their head upon
I know it gets complicated
But sometimes we might
Just want the simple things
When the sun goes down at night
When we lie on the beach
Hold hands and watch the dawn
Girls just want a boy
To rest their head upon
Girls just want a boy
To rest their head upon
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Poke Your Eye Out
01:49
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It’s always fun until someone gets an eye poked out
It’s just a game until the flames burn down the house
Sticks and stones, broken bones, twist and shout
It’s always fun until someone gets an eye poked out
You like to push the little buttons
It’s the reaction that you crave
Maybe you think you’re being funny
But your methods dig your grave
‘Cause it’s gonna be SISS BOOM BAH right in the face
I’m a lover not a fighter but I gotta put you in your place
Some call it a battlefield
A war of hearts you gotta win
Fools drool, jerks hurt
Suckers take it on the chin
It’s all good fun until someone gets an eye poked out
It’s just a game until the flames burn down the house
Sticks and stones, broken bones, twist and shout
It’s all good fun until someone gets an eye put out
It’s all good fun until someone gets an eye put out
It’s always fun until someone gets an eye poked out
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Gotta Draw The Line
02:17
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Gotta Draw The Line
Sidney, we've been friends
For a long, long time
And you said what was yours
It was partly mine
And, I will share with you
‘till the end of time
But when it comes to my guy, comes to my guy
I’ve finally just gotta draw the line
Borrow my brand-new dress
I swear that I don't mind
If money is what you need,
Take my last dime
'Cause I will share with you
Until the end of time
But when it comes to my guy, comes to my guy
I’ve finally just gotta draw the line
[Bridge:]
Never thought too much
About the way you smile at him
Till Saturday night at the party
I caught you dancing with him
Sidney we've been friends, (we’ve been friends)
For such a long, long time (long long time)
And this you've got to know (got to know)
That the boy is mine-all-mine! (mine all mine)
And I will share with you (share with you)
Until the end of time
But when it comes to my guy, comes to my guy
I finally just gotta draw the line
Sidney, we've been friends
For a long, long time
And you said what was yours
It was partly mine
Well, I will share with you
Until the end of time
But when it comes to my guy, comes to my guy
I finally just gotta draw the line
But when it comes to my guy, comes to my guy
I finally just gotta draw the line
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She locked herself up (there)
Hours ago
And she ain’t said a word
Don’t want no discussion
Won’t answer any questions
Her sobbing’s all we’ve heard
How long she gonna stay in there?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
She must have had her heart broke
Just blame it on that boy
She used to talk about him all day
But now she’s up there crying
And breaking all her records
(she) don’t want to hear what I have to say
How long she gonna stay in there?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that…
She locked herself up
Won’t answer any questions
She don’t wanna hear what I have to say
She must have had her heart broke
Just blame it on that boy
She used to talk about him all day
How long she gonna stay in there?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that room?
How long she gonna stay in that…
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Punk Rock Boy
02:40
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Well he looks so cool
Like he just skipped school
My heart skips a beat
When he walks down my street
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, always dreaming ‘bout you, Punk Rock boy
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, move a little closer, Punk Rock boy
He’s so fine
I’m goin’ out of my mind
He hardly looks at me
But he’s all I can see
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, I just can’t live without you, Punk Rock boy
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, can I get your number, Punk Rock boy
With his jeans so tight
And his hair cut right
Tonight’s the night
I’m gonna start a fight
With my punk rock boy
Well I love you (punk rock boy)
I saw you dancing and I knew (punk rock boy)
Don’t say we’re through (punk rock boy)
‘Cause my heart is true (punk rock boy)
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, always dreaming ‘bout you, Punk Rock boy
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, move a little closer, Punk Rock boy
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, I just can’t live without you, Punk Rock boy
Punk Rock boy, Punk Rock boy, can I get your number, Punk Rock boy
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At the end of the day
When I’ve had my fun
My music away
My diary done
I picture your face
And that thing that you do
And I don’t want to dream about you
No, I don’t want to dream about you
‘Cause I think you forgot
How to treat me and not
To act foolish all day
But that’s just your way
So now don’t be surprised
That, when I close my eyes,
I don’t want to dream about you
No, I don’t want to dream about you
A splash of light
And I‘ll be flying, above green angora hills
I’ll see the people there
And everybody smiling at me
In my PJs of flannel
I turn out the light
And from my astral projection
You’re nowhere in sight
Tomorrow I’ll wake
Fresh and feeling brand new
And I won’t want to dream about you
No, I don’t want to dream about you
I don’t want to dream about you
You
You
You
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Juniper New Jersey
Teenager Juniper Shelley has been singing for as long as she (or anyone) can
remember.
With the unique mix of punky/poppy songs, and the basement/kitchen sink production style, reverent to ‘60s & ‘70s pop but with a contemporary nod, her resulting debut album is fun, hook filled and constantly surprising.
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