| 1. Martina Sorbara - The End Of The World |
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Turn up that radio Our kind of rock and roll My place has lousy reception But this is how I want to go And I hope you know I'm glad we made...
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| 2. Martina Sorbara - Casanova |
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I put you on the King car You'll be home in an hour I ought to wipe the slate clean With new sheets and a shower You think I jumped the gun ...
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| 3. Martina Sorbara - Cherry Rd. |
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Fall fell in Ontario And it seems like so few days That the poplar blossoms fell like snow On the beach at the end of Cherry Road That sand is...
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| 4. Martina Sorbara - All In Good Time |
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Just a few more days 'til spring And I'm crossing my fingers Let this snow melt into rain The city is deserted As if everybody heard That this...
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| 5. Martina Sorbara - Better Man |
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He said 'take off your clothes for me I've got a dirty fantasy Your body's generosity Could really be of use to me' Naturally I said, 'certianly'...
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| 6. Martina Sorbara - Call Wolf |
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You try to open me up Like a music box You think you'll here some sweet song I just erupt like Vesuvius Like you said something horribly wrong ...
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| 7. Martina Sorbara - Undone |
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He shot just like a comet Into my orbit He sparked and spread like a forest blaze Took over like a teenage craze And ma said, 'Tina, he was...
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| 8. Martina Sorbara - Once I Was Mighty |
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When I strip for my window The audience is always easy And when I kiss my pillow At least I know what he sees in me I could be seductive But...
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| 9. Martina Sorbara - Bonnie & Clyde |
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It's snowing on the west side Let me take you for a ride I'll be Bonnie and you'll be Clyde See if we can get ourselves killed Before we die ...
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| 10. Martina Sorbara - Eggs Over Easy |
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In uncharted door wells Necks wrap around necks Blood vessels burst to make a necklace I'm pushed into darkness By a relentless pelvis Oh how...
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| 11. Martina Sorbara - Claudia |
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'Who likes Wednesdays, anyway,' She says, 'there's not enough ends in the week Wouldn't you say, If I had my way,' She says, 'it would be Friday...
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| 12. Martina Sorbara - This Ship |
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Trying to read her palm With a clenched fist Calling out for whatever's in store Asking 'God, did the Devil Put you up to this Whatever it...
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