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Whiskey and Chocolate
It’s 2AM and I’m wide awake
My stomach rumbles just like an earthquake
My legs land on shore over my ship’s side
My bare feet tense up on the cold floor
Heartache and hunger push me through the door
Towards the fridge, I dream of what’s inside
You left a note behind
Left me alone with no appetite
(Chorus)
I had Whiskey and chocolate for dinner
Since you left our humble home
I can’t stand to sit at this table alone
So I had whiskey and chocolate for dinner tonight
A dark room, my shin and a coffee table
the story you told was quite a fable
The thoughts knocking in my head are oh so loud
At dinner time my stomach was in knots
You met someone, is the gist of the plot
I pull the fridge handle and think of what we vowed
You packed your bags and left
I stayed here and became a mess
(Chorus)
You said you were bored with us
I know I deserve so much better
For you there’s nothing to discuss
I’ll throw away this love letter
and make this sandwich double decker
I’m pining for pizza like it’s a lover’s ballad
But there’s only healthy fixin’s for a salad
Tonight I’ll cry but maybe this is for the best
You might be gone for good or just clearing your head
Should I stretch out and take your side of the bed?
At 3AM I go back to sail the seas of rest
I’ll sleep it off for now
tomorrow I’ll try again to chow
(Chorus)
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2. |
On The Right Track
03:02
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On The Right Track
Sit with me let's play some cards
Across the world or in our backyard
Let’s reminisce about our first kiss
This hand you dealt is a real doozy
The queen of gin
you always win
a little grin
and my heart swims
(Chorus)
I might not be the best dance partner
and you don't want to share your snacks
we're going to get dusty on this trail
But baby I think we're on the right track
Seventeen years since we first met
I caught your eye but I was shy
Ten years ago just blocks away,
I went in for that very first kiss
I tried to sneak
you turned your cheek
your knees went weak
and fell to the street
(Chorus)
Everyone's lost on Tokyo's streets
Should we divorce?
Hell no, of course
Costa Rica's equator beach
A scalding sea deceives
and will leave you real peeved.
There's no relief
From the heat
But you're still sweet
and pretty neat
(Chorus)
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3. |
Nugget Of Love
02:09
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Nugget of Love
I drove up I-5 to Tacoma
on a rainy October night
A big eyed pug I named Loretta
You looked up at me I couldn’t fight
So much better than
a big hunk of gold
a little nugget of love
With a two ton personality
on trips to the beach, you’d lose your mind
You always loved a party
You’d circle, screech, shake your behind
So much better than
a big hunk of gold
a little nugget of love
She used Jedi mind tricks to get fed
She snacked on Christmas ornaments
made of gingerbread
Grooming turned her into John Cena
I have the scars to prove it
I still love that little shit
You loved ketchup on your fries
Six inch legs eight minute miles
Tug of war gave you wild eyes
You ran our wedding rings down the aisle
So much better than
a big hunk of gold
a little nugget of love
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Give This City the Middle Finger
I bundle up and brave the June winter
Summer is a mirage in the distance
There’s a beach but you won’t want to linger
Glimpses of skin are non-existent
I’ll take the touchdown of a twister
and downpours with claps of thunder
You can keep your earthquakes, mister
Does our survival kit have enough liquor
(Pre-chorus)
I could box up my precious things
And trade in my responsibilities
For the freedom of a bare key ring
I’ll give this city the middle finger
(Chorus)
I’m searching for different backdrop
Book a vacation to comparison shop
(repeat)
I’ll give this city the middle finger
Apartments and menus get pricier
My glass and dreams both need a refill
Our street had more charm when it was dicier
Staying here feels like standing still
Pre-chorus
Chorus
There are no hot summer nights
But still I have a real good life
Better weather may be an excuse
to reinvent and become someone new
(Chorus/outro)
Life always feels like a cinch
When you’re seeing it as a tourist
I’ll give this city the middle finger
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5. |
Everyday Life
02:29
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Everyday Life
My tires rumble on the shoulder
I crack the windows for air
This coffee sucks and it’s gotten colder
I picture you in my rear view mirror
On the weekdays the miles divide
No dinners cooked in tandem
No kisses to say goodnight
I want more than just the weekend
(Chorus)
I wish we had and everyday life
We could run errands
We could get into fights
I wish we had an everyday life
I wish we had an everyday life
We could shack up and settle down
And embrace domesticity
Stop shuttling between our towns
It all sounds pretty sweet
(Chorus)
Will one of move?
Leave one life behind
and start something brand new
(Chorus)
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6. |
Little Red Lemon
02:49
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Little Red Lemon
Woke up one sunny morning with
Dreams of a ride on our minds
Made a phone call
Scheduled a time
For a test drive
Handed the guy
Our hard earned cash for just
A chance to ride
(Chorus)
Little red lemon
My red lemon
Bang, bang, bang goes little red lemon
My red lemon
Bang, bang, bang goes little red lemon
Verse 2
Sputter down 16th all the way
Just for a view of the bay
Knocking and grinding
Shifting and squealing
Smoke pouring from behind
My oh my
I want to cry
What did we buy
(Chorus)
Push it into the shop and then
One look, the guy laughs and says
You bought yourself
A real lemon
There’s no hope to revive
And now it sits
Chained to the fence
After one ride
(Chorus)
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7. |
Let's Play Hooky
03:05
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Let’s Play Hooky
February cold and gray
Outside another dull workday
It could be hell or just okay
Let’s not find out, please stay
You could clean up a co-worker’s mess
Or stay home and don’t get dressed
At your desk, a joyless sack lunch
Or go out for mimosa brunch
I’ve got a great idea
Let’s play hooky
(Chorus)
Let’s play hooky
Just for today
Stay home and play
Let’s play hooky
Another pointless staff meeting
we’d be better off sleeping
Hold your tongue and do as your told
Or popcorn, movies, my hand to hold
I’ve got a great idea
Let’s play hooky
Let’s steal our souls back
Before we crack
We deserve a day off
So pick up the phone and fake a cough
Take a breather in a stinky break room
or crank up some music and croon
Do it over the boss’s way
or take a mental health day
I’ve got a great idea
Let’s play hooky
(Chorus)
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8. |
Young, Tender and Blue
03:19
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Young Tender and Blue
(For Christian)
Back in 1989
We had all of the best times
and always best soundtrack
just kids, we didn’t know jack
Fugazi, Pixies and VU
happy hours with free food
Stickin’ it to the man
Had no future and no plan
(Pre-chorus)
And now I wish
I could run downstairs
like I used to
just to see what you’re up to
(Chorus)
We were young, tender and blue
everything so fresh and new
just trying to make our way through
Years later we’re still true blue
There’s nothing for you I wouldn't do
Back then, we were young, tender and blue
Nights spent knocking back a few
days a crappy job or two
Dinners at the laundromat
mac and cheese spin cycle chat
(Pre-chorus)
(Chorus)
Now we’re two time zones away
and we’re all grown up
Boy and girlfriends come and gone
We didn’t need them anyway
I used to be a different gender
we both were more slender
I’m not made out of glue
But I’m sticking with you
(Chorus)
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9. |
Just Give Me More Time
02:28
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Just Give Me More Time
You say you've got to leave
In us you don't believe
These walls are way too small
You can't see through it all
(Chorus)
Just give me more time to change your mind
Just give me more time to change your mind
You've got so many doubts
So you want to get out
There's just no other way
I'm on my knees please stay
(Chorus)
I see you everyday
And somehow we're estranged
Let’s not throw this away
Let’s work to make things okay
You still want a brand new view
There's nothing I can do
A note left on the table
You'll call when you are able
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10. |
Dead End Street
01:44
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Dead End Street
The wall on our block traps all the cars within
In the air there’s pollen mixed in with city grime
Trash blowing in the wind hanging on a tree limb
I watch my dreams float down a river of time
(Chorus)
It’s a dead end street (repeat)
Jasmine and Lemons compete for the same air
Burritos half eaten fill a dumpster each day
Out in the plaza people need change the spare
Around the corner rich tech kids have their way
(Chorus)
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Eddie and the Heartbeats San Francisco, California
Eddie and the Heartbeats is Ed Varga. Varga's songs are a journey through his life as a transgender man that are honest, vulnerable, sometimes melancholic or sometimes goofy and sometimes both. You can check out his totally different musical project as a composer & sound designer at www.tonegeneratorstudios.com Varga was also the founder of Homocore Minneapolis & Homo A Go Go. ... more
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