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The Tickety Boos

by The Tickety Boos

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1.
This Town 03:55
This town is all about the money Don't talk to me if you ain't got the stuff Hands down we're fabulous and funny but no one ever seems to get enough And you'll die before you stop Climbing your way up to the top Because this town And this crowd Is so New York This scene is all about the fashion Don't talk to me if you ain't got the style These teams are ready for action They hide their daggers back behind their smiles And they'll stab you right in the back Before you get ahead of the pack Because this scene And these queens Are so New York And you won't ever get away Once you have learned to live that way Suspended adolescence Convenience at it's essence The perfect urban hideaway This place is all about ambition Don't talk to me if you ain't got the drive It's fast paced, there's endless competition But baby girl only the strong survive and they'll work you down to the bone Until you're there just lost and alone Because this place And this pace Is so New York And you won't ever get away Once you have learned to live that way Suspended adolescence Convenience at it's essence One more suburban runaway This town is all about the money Don't talk to me Don't talk to me It's fast paced, there's endless competition Don't talk to me Don't talk to me And you'll die before you stop Climbing your way up to the top Because this town And these crowds And this place And this pace Is so New York
2.
I know there's plenty of good fish in the sea But I can't seem to find the woman for me I know she's out there but where can she be Oh lord I'm just so tired of waiting I finally turned to my thinking machine I turned it on I clicked around on the screen I never thought I'd be part of this scene but now I'm online internet dating Love me Hate me you online ladies But come on and let's see if we can relate Love me hate me you online ladies I'm all yours now take me Let's make a date My social life has hit a slippery patch And I can't seem to find a suitable match My momma tells me boy you're quite a catch But your in need of romantic attention I finally turned to my thinking machine I turned it on I clicked around on the screen I never thought I'd be part of this scene On my quest for romantic perfection Love me Hate me you online ladies But come on and let's see if we can relate Love me hate me you online ladies I'm all yours now take me Let's make a date I search through endless pages All sizes, shapes, and ages All ladies looking for a man I spend evenings writing emails Working through every detail Come on girls catch me if you can I could be your man Love me hate me you online ladies But come on and let's see if we can relate Love me hate me you online ladies I'm all yours so take me Let's make a date Love me hate me you online ladies But come on and let's see if we can relate Love me hate me you online ladies I'm all yours so take me Let's make a date
3.
Keepsakes 03:09
Postcards, seashells, and luck charms I found your favorite ball point pen Keepsakes, chains and anchors Countless odds and ends I found your sandals, your scented candles That broken wrist watch that runs too fast Just keepsakes, chutes and ladders, Pieces from the past I get so sentimental When I think of all the good times that we had And it's detrimental When every trinket is a reminder you left me and you ain't coming back I found your suitcase, your hippy toothpaste That little necklace you held so dear Just keepsakes, smoke and mirrors Useless souvenirs I had to throw away The things you left behind I couldn't stand one more memento It's out of sight And out of mind Until I learn to let go of Postcards, seashells, and luck charms I found your favorite ball point pen Just keepsakes, chains and anchors Countless odds and ends I get so sentimental When I think of all the good times that we had..and It's too bad Now it's detrimental When every trinket is a reminder you left me and you ain't coming back I found your suitcase, your hippy toothpaste That little necklace you held so dear Just keepsakes, smoke and mirrors Useless souvenirs Keepsakes chains and anchors Pieces from the past
4.
Went to the Ryukyu Islands Northeast of old Taiwan To ask the Okinawans How come they live so long Must be that golden sunshine Must be the lives they lead Must be that perfect coastline Along the East China Sea Amidst all my confusion Somebody pointed out A local institution Preventing pigging out Put forth by old Confucius Back in the good old days He taught them how to do this In just one simple phrase Hara Hachi Bu Don't stuff your guts with food Just eat til your 8/10 full And may peace and long life come to you Went to the Ryukyu Islands To see it for myself Just how these Okinawans Outlive everyone else Must be the Asian mangoes Must be their bitter gourds Tofu and sweet potatoes Seaweed and aguu pork Amidst all my frustration Someone volunteered A little information The local folks revere They've got an ancient adage That keeps them long and lean As well as any cabbage Or any leafy green Hara Hachi Bu Don't stuff your guts with food Just eat til your 8/10 full And may health and long life come to you Now I'm no dietician But from what I understand 2/10 sustains physicians The other 8/10 sustains a man... MAN Went to the Ryukyu Islands To see it for myself Just how these Okinawans Outlive everyone else I know the folks stay active I know that weather helps And their diet is quite attractive But still there's something else Hara Hachi Bu Don't stuff your guts with food Just eat til your 8/10 full And may peace and long life come to you Hara Hachi Bu Don't stuff your guts with food Just eat til your 8/10 full And may peace and long life come to you Just eat til your 8/10 full And may health and long life come to you
5.
Christina 02:57
Christina, Christina, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be all mine Christina, I need ya, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be my wife I met her down in sunny Encinitas I'd never been to that SoCal locale Palm trees and all the senoritas surfboards and the chaparral Well there I was just visiting friends The dog beach is where it began She was tall blonde and regal Walking with her beagle My heart took flight Went soaring like a Seagull Christina, Christina, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be all mine Christina, I need ya, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be my wife I asked her out once my friends had introduced me Then we had ourselves a first rate first date Candlelight, Chardonnay, and sushi Chopsticks and a tuna steak Well there I was just acting the fool and Christina was cooler than cool And the night was so auspicious The Chardonnay was vintage and cold raw fish never tasted so delicious Christina, Christina, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be all mine Christina, I need ya, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be my wife I've got to go back to the east coast Don't want to go back alone I've got to go back to the east coast Don't want to go back without my my my my my my Christina, Christina, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be all mine Christina, I need ya, Please be my baby momma Christina, Please be all mine, all mine, my my mine!

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released September 9, 2014

Conor Meehan: Drums
Paul Maddison: Bass
Adam Platt: Keys
John Eichleay: Guitar and Vocals

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