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Silly Boy
04:13
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Verse 1:
Hey, boy! Hey, boy!
I know you’ve got a heart.
It’s somewhere in that deck of cards.
And I can’t count on it.
And she’s sick of your shit!
She’ll pack it all in.
So where the hell have you been?
Prechorus:
I know, cause I hear her whines and moans.
When you fuck up, she’s on the phone.
It don’t take much, I’ll tell you this.
So take her hand, and give her a kiss.
Chorus:
Silly boy, this one’s for you.
Watch your mouth!
You know she’s too,
Good for you!
So count your stars.
Treat her right.
Or I’ll show her what a good night looks like.
Verse 2
Candle light and lace,
Don’t come cheap!
And you won’t shave your face,
You’d rather sleep?
Well I! Am lost for what to say.
You really think that hers,
is the time to waste?
Prechorus
And I just hate to hear her tears.
As she laments the wasted years.
Of all the batteries run so low.
Pleasing herself when you don’t show.
Chorus
I’ll date her so hard!
She won’t know what hit her!
I’ll write her a song.
And I’ll rock her damn world.
I know that she’s taken.
But don’t be mistaken.
She’ll wake up one day.
So make sure she knows you love her,
And she will stay!
Chorus X2
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2. |
Wednesday Girl
03:47
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Verse 1:
We’ve been hitting send for three days.
I’m going cross eyed, I wait.
I don’t wanna hear her name.
I talk big game.
Get the nightclub twittering up in flames.
Dive in, head first.
Rush in, get hurt?
I wanna go back to yours, I don’t wanna cuddle at all.
Tell me about your fam, looking glam, no roommates? Damn.
Did you just touch my leg?
Let’s hurry back to bed.
You’re talking real slow.
My guard is getting low.
But the rum is a frothing,
And it ain’t frothing for nothing!
So take me back to yours,
Kiss me on the floor.
Stop looking at your watch,
You can’t kiss me on the clock.
Chorus
Yeah! Put me on your rotation, baby.
I could be your Wednesday Boy.
Your Wednesday Boy.
Verse 2
I haven’t slept in a week.
And my tummy’s dancing a rumba,
I wish I didn’t have your number.
Cause I thought of another question,
That you didn’t answer
And I could do this for hours,
I know I shouldn’t buy flowers.
I’m googling how to hook up,
Googling how to look hot.
I’m reading up on the rhymes,
Reading up on the times!
I know I shouldn’t get attached, and I’m not.
But you’re hot!
Wanna fuck until the cows come home and watch?
CHORUS
Yeah! Put me on your rotation, baby.
I could be your Wednesday Boy.
Your Wednesday Boy.
Verse 3
Real talk, I’m a sucker, cheese ball, poet.
You told me I had nice eyes,
And I’m about to blow it.
You had a nice arse, and a nice laugh.
I wanna know if you’ve got a nice heart!
Friends are telling me how to play it,
“She’s got the power, don’t you dare say it!”
But you can run the show,
Just give me one more go.
I want the encore,
She’s got me wanting more!
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3. |
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Verse 1
Time’s a menace.
Time will get us, if we wait,
And I’m tired of the chase.
And it feels nice.
It feels so damn right.
Like all the times before have lead me to your door.
Prechorus:
So maybe, baby?
Is it too soon? Am I crazy?
But I don’t feel crazy with you.
Chorus:
So tell me a spell, cause I feel so wel-
Come here in your arms,
You’ve got some charm about you.
Have we met before? Cause I could have sworn,
You were right here. Waiting for me to appear.
Verse 2:
I’m holding back, but I don’t want to.
There’s poems to be read, as I lie in your bed.
There’s a sparkle in your eye,
I could write another 9 lines about it.
I know I tend to spout shit.
But there’s no doubt about it.
That I don’t feel crazy with you.
Chorus
Bridge
They’ll call me a silly kid.
A teenager, lunatic.
But I don’t feel crazy with you.
They’ll call me a silly kid.
A teenager, lunatic!
But I don’t feel crazy,
I never feel crazy,
But I could be crazy for you.
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4. |
Galaxy Girl
03:27
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VERSE 1:
Dandelion dreams for my baby and me.
This just might be something it would seem.
Twinkle eyed, can’t deny that you’ve been on my mind.
These lines are tired, and I have found,
That you tend to inspire me.
CHORUS:
What planet are you from, girl?
Cause you’re out of this world.
I was shooting for the stars.
When I woke up in your arms.
I’m not tall enough to be an astronaut, but you
Ought to know it’s my heart that you caught.
And I’ll rocket ship zoom,
Ride my push bike to the moon.
There’s so many things I wanna do with you.
VERSE 2:
Lollipop lips and jukebox hips.
I can’t get enough of you.
Shooting star is in your eye,
A galaxy between your thighs.
Like a stiff liquor, my heart beat is getting quicker.
And I’m trying not to let you know.
That with you I’m on cloud nine,
I feel sublime,
Like gravity’s at zero.
CHORUS
BRIDGE
I’m not sure what I’m doing but,
You could be my milky way girl.
And I could be your milky way kid.
And we’d be in a milky way world.
I might really, really, really like you.
And I might really, really, really like to,
Have a milkshake on the moon with you.
Sometime soon.
There’s so many things I wanna do with you.
Girl, I've been chasing daydreams, but you're here and I'm wide awake.
Don't wanna do a wrong thing, don't wanna make a mistake.
Wanted to paint a picture, but all I've been seeing is blue.
But you're a kaleidoscope and all of your colours, they be true!
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Hannah Mae and the Hoodwinks Perth, Australia
A five-piece indie-pop collective based in Perth, Lead by gender queer pocket rocket Hannah Mae, pop roots, rock flavours and hip hop sprinkles to bring you a retro chic pop band. Mega fun tunes about love, lust, exploring queer identity and falling for strangers on the internet, Hannah Mae and the Hoodwinks are dynamic and unforgettable. ... more
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