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Who’s The Blonde Stranger

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Nothing like this way out in west Texas Galveston Bay is a whole other world My wife’s in her room getting over her sunburn How would Louis Lamore get me next to that girl?

She tells me her tan is the same way all over She asks me to dance and says, “Keep your boots on” She never met a number one cowboy We rolled in the sand and drank rum until dawn

Who’s the blonde stranger” Making me over on the moonlight This side of Texas is all new to me Who’s the blonde stranger who lives by the sea?

I stayed up all night and for me that’s the first time Sneak in the room just as cool as I can Pull back the sheets and the bed is all empty Except for a note left by some guy named Dan

My head got all light and the room started spinning I stepped outside just to get some fresh air Out on a wave was my own darling Lola And some pretty boy with bleach in his hair

Who’s the blonde stranger out there with my wife? What were they doing in the moonlight? This side of Texas is all new to me Who are these strangers who live by the sea?

Back on the ranch and everything’s normal Beach blanket bingo comes on the TV We talk in our sleep and then the next morning I ask her who’s Dan and she asks who’s Marie?

Disc : Growing Older But Not Up

GROWING OLDER BUT NOT UP

I rounded first never thought of the worstAs I studied the shortstop’s positionThen crack went my leg like the shell of an eggSomeone call a decent physicianI’m no Pete Rose, I can’t pretendWhile my mind is quite flexiblethese brittle bones don’t bend

ChorusI’m growing older but not upMy metabolic rate is pleasantly stuckSo let the winds of change blow over my headI’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead

Sometimes I see me as an old manateeHeading south as the waters grow colderHe tries to steer clear of the hum drum so nearIt cuts prop scars deep in his shouldersThat’s how it flows right to the endHis body’s still flexible but thatBarnacle brain don’t bend

So now don’t get me wrongThis is not a sad songJust events that I have happened to witnessAnd time takes it’s toll as we head for the pollAs the days grow more complicated the night life still wins

Chorus

Let the winds of change blow over my headI’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead

It’s Midnight And I’m Not Famous Yet

IT’S MIDNIGHT AND I’M NOT FAMOUS YET

Catch the elevator from the penthouse suite And take it down to the casino The God almighty sound of money movin’ round Can be heard all the way to Reno

Chorus Well it’s midnight and I’m not famous yet Tryin’ to win it all with one more bet Nothin’ can stop my thirty-two hop Or my ten dollar yo-yo-yo It’s midnight and I’m just gettin’ ready to go Lester Polyester signs another marker Like the high rollers do Seven come eleven His brand new baby needs Gucci shoes Well it’s midnight and she’s not famous yet

Tryin’ to break the bank with one more bet Nothin’ can stop my thirty-two hop Or my ten dollar yo-yo-yo It’s midnight and Lester’s gettin’ ready to roll

Instrumental

They’re pagin’ someone we know Lester hits a Keno Vacuum cleaners hummin’lounge act still is strummin’ It’s their twenty fourth set Well it’s midnight and they’re not famous yet Tryin’ to win with one last bet Nothin’ can stop my thirty-two hop Or my ten dollar yo-yo-yo It’s midnight got nowhere to go

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Disc : He Went To Paris

He went to Paris looking for answers To questions that bothered him so He was impressive, young and aggressive Saving the world on his own. But the warm Summer breezes The French wines and cheeses Put his ambition at bay And Summers and Winters And four or five years slipped away.

Then he went to England, played the piano And married an actress named Kim They had a good life, she was a good wife Bore him a young son named Jim. And all of the answers and all of the questions He locked in his attic one day ‘Cause he liked the quiet clean country living And twenty more years slipped away.

Well the war took his baby, the bombs killed his lady And left him with only one eye His body was battered, his world was shattered And all he could do was just cry. While the tears were falling, he was recalling The answers he never found So he hopped on a freighter, skidded the ocean And left England without a sound.

Now he lives in the islands, fishes the pilin’s And drinks his green label each day He’s writing his memoirs and losing his hearing But he don’t care what most people say. Through eighty-six years of perpetual motion If he likes you he’ll smile then he’ll say Jimmy, some of it’s magic, some of it’s tragic But I had a good life all the way.

And he went to Paris looking for answers To questions that bother him so. 1973 American Broadcasting Music, Inc. All Rights Reserved

Creola in my soul-a I loved what they were sayin’ I loved what they were playin’ Creola

A Pirate Looks At Forty

Happy Endings Hospitality

Mother, mother ocean, I have heard you call, Wanted to sail upon your waters since I was three feet tall. You’ve seen it all, you’ve seen it all.

Watch the men who rode you, Switch from sails to steam. And in your belly you hold the treasure that few have ever seen, most of them dreams, Most of them dreams.

Yes, I am a pirate two hundred years too late. The cannons don’t thunder there’s nothin’ to plunder I’m an over forty victim of fate Arriving too late, arriving too late.

I’ve done a bit of smugglin’ I’ve run my share of grass. I made enough money to buy Miami, But I pissed it away so fast, Never meant to last, never meant to last.

I have been drunk now for over two weeks, I passed out and I rallied and I sprung a few leaks, But I’ve got to stop wishin’, Got to go fishin’, I’m down to rock bottom again. Just a few friends, just a few friends.

Instrumental

I go for younger women, lived with several awhile And though I ran away, they’ll come back one day. And still could manage a smile It just takes awhile, just takes awhile.

Mother, mother ocean, after all these years I’ve found My occupational hazard being my occupations just not around. I feel like I’ve drowned, Gonna head uptown.

There is a tale that the island people tell Don’t care if it is true ’cause I love it so well. Jolly Mon sang for his supper every night The people fed him well ’cause he treated them so right

Of Jolly Mon sing

Oh Jolly Mon sing Oh make the music ring

Oh make the oceans ring

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Stranded On A Sandbar

I Enjoy this life as a jesterSeems to keep me moving aroundLike the wind that blows, tides that flowI have my ups and downs

All a part of this strange plan I’m sureStart a new chapter each dayHoney, Love gets lost, time gets tossed`Cause we both got our own different ways

I feel I’m stranded on a sandbarStuck in my tracks like a street carPlayin’ it for all that it’s worthI’m just payin’ for my sins on earth

Now I use to go crazy for days at a timeNow I’m takin my time with my daysHaven’t found the answers like some that I knowI’m just stuck in fairly nice maze

Climb to the top of the island tonightSit beneath the cashew treeI want to count the stars, lights on the carsthat are shinin’ up and down on me

I feel like I’m stranded on a sandbarBaby, I’m stuck in my tracks like a street carPlayin’ it for all that it’s worthI’m just payin’ for my sins on earth

I feel like I’m stranded on a sandbarSugar, I’m stuck in my tracks like a street carPlayin’ it for all that it’s worthI’m just payin’ for my sins on earth

I enjoy this life as a jester,Seems to keep me moving around

Disc : Desperation Samba

DESPERATION SAMBA

Halloween in Tijuana Full moon in my eyes I wonder how in the hell I got here Without a disguise

Should I take this last step or turn myself around or follow my intuition into that border town

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico Do the despreation samba con nos amigos Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

Pretty girls they beckon in the name of love

Don’t know where I’m going Don’t like where I’ve been There may be no exit But hell I’m going in

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico Do the desperation samba con nos amigos Yo quiero a bailer en Mexico Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

Hear the people singing the same old haunting tune I drink because I know it’s me against the moon

Yo quiero a bailar en Mexico Do the desperation samba con nos amigos

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Desdemona’s Building A Rocket Ship

Desdemona’s Building a Rocket Ship

Desdemona’s building a rocket ship, Desdemona’s going away Desdemona’s building a rocket ship, blasting off today She’s got a passion for cookies, a crew full of rookies It’s gonna be a helluva blow Desdemona’s building a rocket ship , and I’ve got to go

A woman on a mission, quite familiar with quasars Her heart is in the kitchen but her soul is in the stars Crystal clear on logic but short on expertise This is a very ancient puzzle, she feels herself a piece

Desdemona’s building a rocket ship, Desdemona’s going away Desdemona’s building a rocket ship, blasting off today She’s got a passion for cookies, a crew full of rookies It’s gonna be a helluva blow Desdemona’s building a rocket ship Guess I’ve got to go

She was down in Puerto Rico, doin’a a scientist True, he was no geek though she was taken with his kiss It was under a giant telescope where she heard the calling voice It came screaming through the light years, she never had a choice

Pleiades callin’ her home Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters Pleiades callin’ me home Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters

Pleiades callin’ her home Seven Sisters, she hears her distant Sisters Pleiades callin’ me home Seven Sisters, she hears her Seven Sisters

A woman on a mission, quite familiar with quasars Her heart is in the kitchen but her soul is in the stars Her engines fuel with logic and navigation expertise It’s very distant puzzle, she’s gonna get her piece

Please Bypass This Heart

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Everyday I read about these operations That make a heart that’s weak so strong again I relate it to my own situation And now I know just what to say to you.

Please bypass this heart Let’s not even start to fall where we fell again The cheating was sweet but my heart is beat Don’t tear it apart

In simpler times I didn’t need a lot of healing My heart was young and strong and worked just fine But now you’ve shown me there’s a hurting side of feeling There’s just one cure and here’s what you must do

Please bypass this heart.

So long Boss, knock ’em dead, don’t worry ’bout a thing Wish that we could come along, we’d love to hear you sing The limo’s here, your bags are packed, the list is by the phone, Me and Snake will watch your place and treat it like our own

Look at all this liquor Look at all this food It’s only gonna go to waste We’re not really being rude But the good stuff’s in his closet, I swear he wouldn’t mind Hell, we”ll just shoot the lock off, I do it all the time

We’re gypsies in the palace, he’s left us here alone The order of the sleepless knights will now assume the throne We ain’t got no money, we ain’t got no fight But we’re gypsies in the palace, we got it all tonight

There’s damsels in distress out there and we got all this beer We’ll free them from their condos and bring them over here We’ll show them his gold records We’ll play his music loud We’ll party just like Bubba does We’ll do the old man proud

DESPERATION SAMBA

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I Wish Lunch Could Last Forever

I WISH LUNCH COULD LAST FOREVER

The place down the block, the one with no clock Covert rendezvous with you at the usual time I savor the scent of the fish on the grill Life’s so spicy up on bar-b-q-hill

Lookin’ good, you look so fine Waiter bring us one more bottle of wine

CHORUS

I wish lunch could last forever Make the whole day one big afternoon We’ll begin with dessert a little coconut tart Mmmm tastes as sweet as a piece of your heart Cafe au lait beneath the Paris moon

Don’t hide you eyes just wear your disguise Brazil’s in the air I swear it feels like Mardi Gras time I savor the scent love that Anik Goutal As we walk in time to the cathedral bell

Repeat Chorus

I wish lunch could last forever Make the whole day a first time love affair We’ll begin with a kiss, such a warm place to start Let me into your life, let me into your heart Mea culpa mea culpa carnival’s in the air

Growing Older But Not Up

GROWING OLDER BUT NOT UP

I rounded first never thought of the worstAs I studied the shortstop’s positionThen crack went my leg like the shell of an eggSomeone call a decent physicianI’m no Pete Rose, I can’t pretendWhile my mind is quite flexiblethese brittle bones don’t bend

ChorusI’m growing older but not upMy metabolic rate is pleasantly stuckSo let the winds of change blow over my headI’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead

Sometimes I see me as an old manateeHeading south as the waters grow colderHe tries to steer clear of the hum drum so nearIt cuts prop scars deep in his shouldersThat’s how it flows right to the endHis body’s still flexible but thatBarnacle brain don’t bend

So now don’t get me wrongThis is not a sad songJust events that I have happened to witnessAnd time takes it’s toll as we head for the pollAs the days grow more complicated the night life still wins

Chorus

Let the winds of change blow over my headI’d rather die while I’m living than live while I’m dead

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Quick Garlic Noodles Video:

Honestly, when I had my first bite of these noodles in Maui, I thought Id spend a good year dissecting this recipe from my then frantically scribbled notes and what I could recall from memory. But with more than one garlic lover in this family, I knew I had to get on it fast. And I love how some of you seem to love garlic as much as we do.

What makes this quick garlic noodles super dangerous is that theyre easy to make. They take in the ballpark of 15 minutes, and its almost a bad thing at this point, but it uses mostly pantry or refrigerator staples.

The ingredient list on my quick garlic noodles is short. Ten simple ingredients, one of which is optional and thats the little niblets of fried garlic that you see on top there.

It can be a tricky ingredient to find in a regular grocery store, so you can certainly omit it from the recipe or make your own! Just a quick google search will help you with that. Keep in mind if youve got easy access to an Asian supermarket, you can find this easily! Just know that a lot of the brands fry their garlic in palm oil. If you also feel strongly about avoiding palm oil, I suggest checking the ingredient list before you buy. I was lucky enough to find a brand that didnt, locally. But heres a brand that fries them in soybean oil in case youre interested.

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It’s All About The Water

Chasin

It’s All About The Water

SheilaIt’s all about da water, don’t you knowKinja needs da water, da H2OIt’s all about da water, it ain’t no lieWidout de water we shrivel up and dieSheilaDe main cistern go down to zeroDe new bossman, he be a heroSolve de problem, so give a cheer-oHe turn on de water!EnsembleH2 H2 0 H2 H2 0IrisI had my doubts about this New YorkerThought he’d just be a big talkerBut as a bossman, he’s a corkerHe turned on the waterEnsembleH2 H2 0 H2 H2 0PapermanI’m new to Kinja, I admitBut nothing here’s gonna make me quitThis island don’t scare me a bitI turned on the water!EnsembleIt’s all about da water, don’t you knowAll about da water, da H2OAll about da water, it ain’t no lieWidout da water we shrivel up and die!EnsembleH2 H2 0 H2 H2 0

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Just An Old Truth Teller

Just An Old Truth Teller

I’m just an old truth tellerI’m your candid friendI’m not some daydream sellerI do not pretendI’ve a sense of survivalAnd screwing my rivalsThat’s labeled me crossed and uncouthBut I can’t help it I just tell the truthHe can’t help it, he just tells the truthI’m just an old truth tellerBrutally directI see it eye for eyeI’m rarely incorrectWhy call me a sharp traderA corporate raiderI’m a role model for today’s youthIt’s so simple, I just tell the truthHe can’t help it, he just tells the truthBridge:Why was I born to be right all the timeIn deal after deal after dealFoiling those sharks that are circling my penthouseHoping to make a mealNo good deed goes unpunishedNothing goes as planedMy ingrate family left meI don’t understandAnd my daughter milks cows in DuluthI can’t help it, I just tell the truthOhh he can’t help it, he just sells ithe can’t help, he just tells itI can’t help, I just tell the truth

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