1.Bachelorette
Bachelorette
You come around us and you bat your eyes
You can turn dust into champagne
You even dream about his name
Bachelorette
The graves are painful, pain for bachelorettes
You tried to shove him, but he can
But you can never rush your man
You must remember
You're a car, girl
You're a star, girl
You are at the door
The tide will turn
There's a window
There's a window
Yeah, mmm
You climb around us, and you mmm them
You tried to shove him, but he can
But you can never rush your man
You know, say
Bachelorette
The things you do, girls, to your bachelorettes
You thought that mmm, and light it isn't
But I lie-di-di-di-died
You must remember
You're a car, girl
You're a star, girl
You are at the door
The tide will turn
There's a window
There's a window
Bachelorette
You fly along, oh, and you cry sometimes
There's nothing like it in the world
You'll go to Paris on your own
Oh, just
Bachelorette
You climb all over them, you bachelorette
You can turn dust into champagne
You even yi-di-di-di-di-di-di-di, i, i...
sorry...
2.Do It Again
In the mornin' you go gunnin'
for the man who stole your water
And you fire till he is done in
but they catch you at the border
And the mourners are all singin'
as they drag you by your feet
But the hangman isn't hangin'
and they put you on the street
lets go
And you go....
Well you know she's no high climber
then you find your only friend
In a room with your two timer,
and you're sure you're at the end
Then you love a little wild one,
and she brings you only sorrow
All the time you know she's smilin',
you'll be on your knees tomorrow
You go back,
You go back, Jack
You go back
do it again,
wheels turinin' 'round and 'round
(Piano Solo)
You go back, Jack, do it again
Now you swear and kick and beg us
that you're not a gamblin' man;
Then you find you're back in Vegas
with a handle in your hand
Your black cards will make you money
so you hide them when you're able
In the land of milk and honey
boy, you must put them on the table
You go back, Jack,
do it again,
wheels turinin' 'round sweet boy
You go back, Jack, do it again
yes
wheel turinin' 'round
wheel turinin' 'round
beautifully
wheel turinin' 'round
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