(Billie Holiday) When we want to love, we love When we want to kiss, we kiss With a little petting, we're getting Some fun out of life When we want
Well you gassed her up Behind the wheel With your arm around your sweet one In your Oldsmobile Barrelin' down the boulevard You're looking for the heart
(Euston Jones) Lord I must be strong now I don't belong now In this world anymore I'll say a final prayer for Those I care for Who've kept my company
You got a lot of tenderness And so much love, you can get no rest If you?re willing to waste a little time I don?t wanna all of it All I need is a little
(by Billie Holiday) That bird with feathers of blue Is waiting for you Back in your own backyard You'll see your castles in Spain Through your window
I remember what my daddy taught me 'Bout how one risky is in a cold ditch And one more thing about good and evil You can't tell which is which Well,
(Elliott Smith) Drink up, baby Stay up all night Things you could do You won't but you might The potential you'll be You'll never see Promises you'
(Bessie Smith) Love, oh love, oh careless love, You've fly though my head like wine You've wrecked the life Of many a poor girl And you nearly spoiled
My heart is like a hand-me-down made soft by older brothers My body's like my father's house, the sin of generations Damn the circumstances Life is
(Leonard Cohen) Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in Lift me like an olive branch and
(Bessie Smith) Honey please don't cry Listen to me There's no reason why We shouldn't agree If I hurt your feelings I apologize You're the only one
There?s perfume burning in the air Bits of beauty everywhere Shrapnel flying, soldier hit the dirt She comes so close You feel her then She tells you
You can cry a million tears You can wait a million years If you think that time will change your ways Don't wait too long When your morning turns to
(Madeleine Peyroux) Maybe ain't no use in sayin' what I want it to be Maybe ain't no use in playin' a tune Maybe ain't no use in singin' my blues But
Everybody?s talkin? at me I don?t hear a word they?re sayin? Only the echoes of my mind People stopping, staring I can?t see their faces Only the shadows
(Instrumental)
Every night he?d come to me I?d cook for him, I?d pour his tea I was in my thirties then Had made some money Lived with men We?d lay us down to give
(by Joe Thomas & Howard Biggs) I?ve got you on my mind I?m feeling kind of sad and low Got you on my mind Feeling kind of sad and low I?m wondering
