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Check Your Pulse
03:52
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Ain't something beating?
Cut off your feet if
you can't feel it inside your chest
If you don't use 'em,
you're gonna lose 'em
Why ain't you movin' like the rest?
Get yourself up
Shake your soul
Check your pulse, it's getting too low
Sit back, relax
The song has moved on past
It's too late to take it back
And your line is lookin' flat
Your legs are rooted,
Your walls are bloomin'
Just keep it up and you'll turn to stone
Inhibitions
They keep you wishin'
But you gotta hit the ground to roll
Get yourself up
Shake your soul
Check your pulse, it's getting too low
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2. |
Ode to Marla
06:09
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My baby woke up this mornin',
headed to the liquor store
She quit smokin' them cigarettes,
she just started drinkin' more
As the sun was comin' up,
she was comin' down
One more bottle is all she needs,
I know that is a lie
My baby's biggest problem ain't her habits,
it's the fact that she won't die
Gather 'round, let me tell you 'bout
a crazy little queen I know
She's about as wild as a man possessed
and her eyes will steal your soul
Every night a different tale,
ain't a word you can believe
'Cause she's on your mind when she's in your life
You can't tell her when she leaves
Well the woman ain't got no car,
so she's always stealin' my wheels
By the time that bottle's gone,
she'll be dove into the pills
Never one for the Percocet,
but she'll swallow up some Xanax
One more bottle is all she needs,
I know that is a lie
My baby's biggest problem ain't her habits,
it's the fact that she won't die
Yeah she carries herself in circles
and she gives out guilt for free
Saint John follows her home at night
so he'll always know where she'll be
When the sun is comin' up
and she is comin' down
One more bottle is all she needs,
I know that is a lie
My baby's biggest problem ain't her habits,
it's the fact that she won't die
Well she's at it again with them cigarettes
Lord, she's headed for the street
She ain't got no fear
'cause she knows that she won't sleep
As the sun is comin' up,
she'll be steppin' out
One more bottle is all she needs,
I know that is a lie
My baby's biggest problem ain't her habits,
it's the fact that she won't die
I would if I could,
but I can't, so I won't
You should if you could,
'cause I'm not the one you want
This bullshit back-and-forth-again
is takin' its toll on me
You keep hangin' around like you got no choice,
but I never said you couldn't leave
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3. |
Louisville, Kentucky
04:25
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We were looking for the heat,
but we lost it in the fire
The flames are getting closer
You know the straits, the straits are getting dire
Love plans for tomorrow,
Loneliness thinks of yesterday
And if one would stop and listen,
what do you think the other'd say?
I didn't get all I wanted,
but I got all I could stand
The chips are on the table,
it's time to deal out the last hand
The boat's been rockin' baby
We've had ourselves a rough trip
Better batten down the hatches
I think it's finally time...
To abandon this ship
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4. |
Can't Find A Way
02:53
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5. |
Wear It Out
03:10
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I gotcha
Got whatcha need
You watch the moon,
I'll plant the seed
I'll scratch your itch,
just make the call
And I'll get you up
too high to fall
I'm feelin' sly,
I'm everyday
I'm lookin' fly,
You know the name
When I hit the block,
hear what I say
I'm on the snap,
and this suit don't play
I'm gonna wear it out
Funky Junky
moves along
Bedhead Ted
won't get the phone
Ape in the middle
ain't ever home
And ole Snortaline
won't leave me alone
Ain't got no money?
Ain't got no time
I'm stealin' yours?
You're wastin' mine
Can't squeeze a quarter
outta two dimes
I start to move,
you throw a line,
I say you wear it out
Ain't no sweat
when I tap the root
When it's gettin' ripe
I take the fruit
Handful of queens,
it's hard to lose,
but I got the one
knows what to use
And my baby
don't mess around
She call me home
when I'm on the town
I'm talkin' business,
she say "No sir"
I'll bring the lovin',
I'll make her work
I'm gonna wear it out
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6. |
Jailhouse
04:43
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I see them stares, I know what's behind them eyes
I see them stares, I know what's behind them eyes
Wanna steal my soul, keep it locked up with your lies
Said hey lil mama, I know just what you want
Say hey lil mama, I know just what you want
Wanna keep me trapped on the inside of your palm
Say a backdoor man just ain't good enough?
So a backdoor man just ain't good enough?
Wanna be a backdoor lady, no lady don't act so rough
Gonna find me a ball and hook it to a chain
Gonna find me a ball and hook it to a chain
'Cause bein' with you baby, you know it's just the same
Got me in the jailhouse, locked up for life
Said you got me in the jailhouse, locked up for life
Guess I'm gonna move on down to the next town and find me another wife
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7. |
Speakeasy
03:53
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Well I was walkin' through the bar
and I wanted to talk to ya
Then you started walkin' faster
You musta seen my eye on ya,
you got shy on me
Then you started walkin' faster
I said now don't keep a walkin' baby,
come back to me darlin'
Don't keep a walkin' away
Come on back over, honey,
and let me show ya, sugar,
show you how I got it made
And since we're already here
let me speak easy in your ear
Yeah since we're already here
let me speak easy in your ear
Well I know you get it often
but we're just talkin'
You know you weren't foolin' me
Oh the band's playin' a song for us,
let's dance the next chorus
Come on baby, groove with me
You know you're lookin' mighty sweet,
and you're so light on your feet
Ain't no need to think it over
Why don't we step on out?
I'll show you what I'm about
You know the door is movin' closer
And since we're already here,
let me speak easy in your ear
Yeah since we're already here,
let me speak easy in your ear
Well you're gettin' up my hopes
'cause you're slidin' so close
Girl you make my heart beat faster
And you were walkin' up the stairs
so I had to stop and stare
And then you started walkin' faster
I said now don't keep a runnin' baby,
I get we're foolin',
but you know I just can't stand losin'
Oh we're makin' quite a fuss,
why don't we turn the music up?
Tell the neighbors we were groovin'
And since we're already here
won't you speak easy in my ear?
Yeah since we're already here
won't you speak easy in my ear?
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The Bourbons Raleigh, North Carolina
The Bourbons are an American band. Four-piece. Soul. Liberty. NOW!
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electric outfit from Raleigh, NC. If you want to hear rock and roll, rhythm and blues, or funk and soul, then look no further. The band was established in early 2011, and we released our eponymous homegrown debut album in 2013.
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