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Trafalgar Square
02:58
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Reminiscing again the day we spent together way back then
In London when we wandered everywhere for fun
And ended up at Piccadilly Odeon
Do you recall the year? I’m talking twelve or thirteen years back here
I’m not that clear. We talked, we had so much to say
We didn’t pay attention to the world that day
And as dusk came we roamed around again
We felt no pain our feet upon the street remained
And as dusk came we played our little game
Oh, Trafalgar Square!
It seemed like only you and I were sitting there
Beneath the stare of Nelson, we were side by side
Sheltered by the lions eye you and I
Some days I feel inclined to live again the days we left behind
And then I find that even though they’re far away
I’ll always think of you the way I did that day
I play this game I think of you again
I have no shame, my head up in the clouds again
I can’t complain, I’ve always been the same
Oh, Trafalgar Square! etc etc
Oh how time can fly x4
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2. |
My Everything
02:49
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If you could hear the beat of my heart
It drums a song for you
You would not doubt
The love I have for you
If you could see the pathos
Of my melted heart
You would have realized
I loved you from the start
And though I know
I’m not witty
I’m not particularly clever
But if it meant you loving me forever
Then these things
I would certainly master
‘Cause you are my everything
If you could feel my lips just
Waiting for your touch
You would not doubt
My love for you is such
If you could see me wondering
‘Round my home today
Then you would understand
The things I cannot say
For though my words are few
You know it’s not a fling
You should’ve known by now my love
You are my everything.
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3. |
Carry Me Home
03:50
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Carry me home, I don’t belong here
The night feels so long,
I don’t feel strong enough to make it.
Take me from here, I hear him coming
Don’t let him in, my eyes grow dim
When darkness finds me.
Swallow your pride, don’t leave me waiting
The night is my foe, I have to go
Before he finds me
Left to the night, I just know I’ll be caught again
sick to the pit and consumed by the thought of him
I’m so tired, I’m waning
Don’t, don’t walk away
Carry me home, I don’t belong here
The night feels so long,
I don’t feel strong enough to make it.
So carry me home
carry me home (repeat)
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4. |
Nothing Without You
03:15
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I know that what I got is quite a lot
To those who’ve not.
I’ve got the sky, and when its dry
Then underneath it I can always lie,
It makes me high
I got a friend I can defend,
I can depend on,
I never need to pretend,
But in the end
What does it mean without you?
It means nothing without you X2
I got my home, I got my loan,
I’ve got my really nice iphone.
I’ve got the stuff any computer buff
Would be really proud of,
You never seem to get enough.
You give me the time to speak my mind
And drink my wine,
And everything thats yours is mine
And thats fine
But what good is that without you?
It means nothing without you X2
You know I gave my life to be your wife
Your very own trouble and strife
I don’t belong to anyone
But you alone
And what is said is done
And though my eye ‘s not always dry
You always try ‘cause
You never like to see me cry
And thats why
I couldn’t do it without you
I can’t do without you X4
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5. |
Scorpion
03:51
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She sips on her grigio
And she looks in the mirror at her hair.
What she’s thinking you’ll never know
But a memory of someone lingers there
And she sings like a nightingale
And her eyes burn the colours of the flame
But she stings like a scorpion
When there’s nobody to blame.
She sits in her living room
And contemplates the colours on the wall
And the cracks hidden by the gloom
Keep her occupied from thinking of it all
And the children begin to play
And they see her, but they don’t understand
Why her eyes sometimes look that way
When she takes them by the hand.
And she sings like a nightingale
And her eyes burn the colours of the flame
But she stings like a scorpion
When there’s nobody to blame.
Somethings aren’t meant to last.
Somethings will never be the same
But we don’t get to change what’s past
That doesn’t mean there’s nothing left to gain
So sing like a nightingale
Let your eyes burn the colours of the flame
And sting like a scorpion if it takes away the pain
You can sting me like a scorpion
And I will love you just the same.
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6. |
Come and Find Me
04:05
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I can be bright I can be blue
I’ll be a chameleon for you
You can be right I can be wrong
We never stay that way very long
Sometimes things that you say
Will go around my head all day
But I’m just waiting to be found
I’m waiting to be found
Come and find me
I’ll do all that I can
You lovely lovely man
But I am what I am
I know you understand
People are sometimes underhand
But I don’t give a damn
‘Cause I am what I am
I’m sticking to my plan
But my head goes around and around
Though I sometimes won’t make a sound
But I’m lost and I’m waiting to be found
Look around look around look around
Baby can you find me
Baby can you find me
‘Cause I wouldn’t mind your company
Baby come and find me
I’ll do all that I can
You lovely lovely man
But I am what I am
I know you understand
People are sometimes underhand
But I don’t give a damn
‘Cause I am what I am
I stand beside my man
But my head goes around and around
Though I sometimes won’t make a sound
But I’m lost and I’m waiting to be found
Look around look around look around
Baby can you find me
Baby can you find me
‘Cause I wouldn’t mind your company
Baby come and find me
I’m waiting for you to come and find me
I’m waiting for you to come and find me
I’m waiting for you to come and find me
Come and find me
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The ones you think will stick with you
Can be the ones who pass by
You made me feel like such a fool
You didn’t even try
But now I’m grown, the time has come
For me to reap what I sow
I’m ready now to leave behind
The things I couldn’t let go
And I understand, there comes a time
When you stop trying to mend
And remember while it lasted it was good
But everything must come to an End.
And you know who your friends are
At the end of the day
Those who are happy to leave you hanging
Those who are happy to stay
But now I’m grown, the time has come
For me to reap what I sow
I’m ready now to leave behind
The things I couldn’t let go
And I understand, there comes a time
When you stop trying to mend
And remember while it lasted it was good
But everything must come to an End.
(Dropped like an unwanted penny on the street)
(Dropped like an unwanted pebble on the beach)
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8. |
If
03:40
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If I am sometimes a little cold with you,
You know its not something I ever mean to do.
When you get hurt by silly things that I say,
Please don’t take offense, I never meant it that way
‘Cause I don’t ever mean to offend,
You’re my lovely lovely friend.
If I sometimes get things a little bit wrong,
You know my head is willing but my heart is still very young,
And I can only be the best I can be
So please don’t think any less, any less of me.
You know I’m just silly and I feel young again
But you make me that way, my lovely friend.
If we can fret and fight and still have fun,
Well my lovely friend, the battle’s already won.
If we can laugh at our old mistakes
And laugh and laugh again just for old times sake
Then I’m happy just to know you, you make me feel glad.
You’re loveliest friend I had.
And I don’t ever mean to offend,
You’re my lovely lovely friend.
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9. |
A New Day
03:00
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You can be my imaginary friend
I’ll tell you all the things
That play on my mind and quicken my heart
And form the creases on my forehead
And tie my stomach into knots
I’ll tell you what enthralls me and what utterly bores me
I’ll draw you out my world
And speak with uninhibited glory
I will cling to you
And weave you my intricate story
And in your dark features I’ll find in you
The comfort that I need
And you will listen to me
All day and all night too
And you’ll know what I mean
Soon I’ll sigh through my faltering dialogue
Of anecdotes and such
But I won’t think, I won’t think
‘Have I said too much?’
I’ll draw in the day, your breath will touch my heart
And we will be a part
Of A New Day, of A New Day
‘Cause you will be my imaginary friend
I’ll tell you all the things
That play on my mind and quicken my heart
And form the creases on my forehead
And tie my stomach into knots
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10. |
Do What You Gotta Do
03:22
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When I wake up with no makeup
You think I look a true Lady.
At the table when the day’s still new
I give a kiss to you, maybe.
Drink your coffee then you’re off,
We say ‘have a lovely day baby’.
On your way now to start the day now,
I do the things I gotta do daily.
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me, do what you gotta do baby
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me, do what you gotta do baby
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me, do what you gotta do, what you gotta do.
At the office where the boss is you,
You see a client or two briefly.
Call my number because you’re wondering
How my day has been sweetie?
‘I’m a dreaming instead of cleaning.
I know I really ought to go honey.
Get my work done no time to shirk one day
We’ve got the bills to pay sonny’.
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me,do what you gotta do baby
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me, do what you gotta do baby
Don’t forget me, don’t forget me, do what you gotta do, what you gotta do.
Dooby doo, dooby doo
dooby what you got to do
be doo doo be dooby etc
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11. |
Sunny Song
03:05
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My home is bursting at the seams
Creative clutter whatever that means
Todays the day that I do whatever it needs
But I can’t get myself going by any means
If I could just get organised
Maybe things would be a bit more civilised
My hubby tells me I just need to prioritise
So I’m trying to see things through my baby’s eyes
I’m sitting here, sitting here in the sun,
Getting nothing absolutely nothing done
Please don’t rebuke me now the sun has finally come
And I can write and I can write a little sunny song.
Peacefully, I’m sitting here sipping at my tea
And the sun keeps on glowing down on me
My lyrics keep on flowing naturally
So I think I’ll just keep on going
If you don’t mind, if you don’t mind me
(Chorus)
(Sunny) Write a little sunny song
(Sunny) Write a little sunny song
(Sunny) Now the winters finally gone
And I can write and I can write a little sunny song
I waited so long
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12. |
The Innocent Ones
02:17
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When it was time to go home
And the last bus had gone
And we were left all alone,
You never tried it on, you never tried it on
Still I never told my mum
‘Cause I knew she’d think it was wrong
And then my dad would go on and on
But we were the innocent ones, the innocent ones.
And now that we’re grown,
No more chatting on the phone,
No more making my dad moan.
Look at what we’ve become, look at what we’ve become
And who would have known?
All the the things that we’ve done
All the people come and gone
All the times we’ve had fun we had fun we had fun.
la la la la la la etc..
So in the dark we’d head for home,
And through the city we would roam
And detour past the hippodrome
Where the lights were always on, the lights were always on.
You’d put your arm around my waist
And plant your kisses on my face
And walk me back to my place
And make sure I got home safe, I got home safe
And who would have known?
All the the things that we’ve done
All the people come and gone
All the times we’ve had fun we had fun we had fun.
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Electric Penelope Berwick Upon Tweed, UK
Electric Penelope is a prolific songwriter, singer and producer. She was raised predominantly in London above the jazz club
her parents ran, which brought about her jazz and soul inspired songwriting.
She self released her debut album and is presently working on her second album due for release in November 2013. Her sound is inspired by soul, funk, jazz, 60‘s pop and reggae.
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