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tough puppy
01:43
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you say your lovin', is tough like a doggy
you say
you say your lovin, tough like a puppy
you say
you said all things created are equal
you say
you say your lovin, tough like a puppy
you say
you said all things created are equal
you say
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hopeless hopeful love
00:46
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mark the date, commiserate, hopeless hopeful love
the time it takes to bake a cake, we're already in love
so ring the bell, yell the tale of hopeless hopeful love
disintegrate the store bought cake, it's homemade fucking love
the recipe eluded me, until i smelt the smell
the rising dough i'd never know, its hopeless hopeful love
when you appeared, the slice I paired with wholesome hopeful milk
this beverage was never met to lessen the effect
the way you make me feel inside, the sweetest butterflies
whispering secrets of things they've heard
its hopeless hopeful love
its hopeless love
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elf girl
03:25
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I fell in love with elf girl
tears in my eyes with elf girl
with tears like that, you surely hear me
with ears like that, I know you hear
I fell in love with elf girl
with her world
i'm not too sure, if I had mentioned, her love is pure,
an elvish dimension
elf girl persuades her cosmic direction,
i'm not afraid to display my affection
from the power stone you own, strengthens our love
I fell in love with elf girl
tears in my eyes with elf girl
will you play your flute again
won't you play your song
with ears like that, I know you hear me,
with ears like that, I know you hear
I fell in love with elf girl
tears in my eyes .....with elf girl
(FLUTE PART FINAL MEASURE)
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ancient elevator
01:59
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three of us in elevator
omg its gunna fall
you have the strangest habit
go clutch that furry rabbit
as we hang in this cage of death,
I text my friend a empty threat
when gone... its all gone,
sorry buddy, I can't make the rent
three of us in an elevator an hour later, my now & laters
wrapped up in sweat,
I confess, detest the vertical part of this trip,
reminds me of that ancient adage told by my bus driver
Nobody rides for free, sometimes you die
I've lived my life, like a saint,
I've thrown out trash, reused paper plates
of all my life, on god's good earth, I can't decide which I'll miss worse
smell o trees, birdy bees, taste of cheese & jug a wine
I've made my choice, its none of these,
It's the joy I had fooling you
Yeah so there is no elevator or threat of death..
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BOY FROG New York, New York
"wait"
I recorded these during 2018 as part of a self-challenge which included John, Justin &
Steve.
"Puppy Beach"
I recorded these songs on the couch with Stacey's iPad while she was packing clothing for our trip to Barcelona in the summer of 2016. I worked really fast to produce an album that I envisioned as "Puppy Beach"- a first in a series of rapid album creations. I hope you enjoy it.
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