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Love (Or Lack Thereof)
03:15
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Performed and arranged by Back Talk
1. Love (Or Lack Thereof)
For once, I got me a catch
But there’s another I wish I could throw back
She’d never cut me the slack
This phantom limb is one I don’t want reattached
And she swears she’s not that kind
To waste her nights outside my window on the lawn
But she’s there ‘til dawn
Well is it love
Or lack thereof
That won’t let her yet
Hold her piece?
I’m her drug
And just because
She can’t forget the company I keep
She’s not the salt of the Earth
She peppers her sentences with four-letter words
She only wants to get hurt
And I still set off her spider sense for better or worse
But she swears she’s not that kind
To waste her nights outside my window on the lawn
But she can’t move on
Well tell me:
Is it love
Or lack thereof
That won’t let her yet
Hold her piece?
I’m her drug
And just because
She can’t forget the company I keep
She’s looking for signs of weakness
‘Cause she’s still an open sore
And leaving me kind of speechless
‘Cause she knows I’m spoken for
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2. |
Make the Grade
02:50
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Arranged and performed by Back Talk
2. Make the Grade
She sits up front
In all her classes
And all I want
Is to fog her glasses
Someday
If there were some way
She’s got a look
Each time her nose is
In a book
I bet that prose is
Blushing
That they’re even touching
And she knows she could make my day
But I don’t have the GPA
And oh, you know I took her out for shakes
When she had time during a study break
But I’ll admit it always made me sick
When she wouldn’t choose me over arithmetic
And I don’t have the IQ
For a girl like you
When you broke my heart it
Really smarted
Just this year
We shared a locker
She made it clear
She won’t date a rocker
Action
Is just a distraction
Between her and the plans she made
I could never make the grade
Oh you know I took her out her for shakes
When she had time during a study break
But I’ll admit it always made me sick
That she wouldn’t choose me over arithmetic
I don’t have the IQ
For a girl like you
When you broke my heart it
Really smarted
She don’t think much of me
‘Cause I don’t think that much
But such a quick study
Could learn to love me
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3. |
Maria
03:08
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Additional lyrics by Matt Leone
Arranged and performed by Back Talk
3. Maria
Listen for a spell ‘cause baby you cast one
And pulled a fast one on me
If you couldn’t tell you’re pushing my buttons
‘Cause all of a sudden
I like what I see
I’m waiting up for Maria and I fear
There’s no way of getting in her ear
‘Cause even though she hardly knows my name
The girl has got me going just the same
Candy lips, one hand on her hip
Sassy smile, yeah, you know she’s got style
Maria, you already won
Girl, you already turned my heart inside out
Maria, I’m coming undone
‘Cause you already turned my heart inside out
Everywhere I am, I gotta be close to you
I gotta get next to you
And only you
I only feel right when you’re by my side
You got me trapped
With that look in your eye
I’m waiting up for Maria and I fear
There’s no way of getting in her ear
‘Cause even though she hardly knows my name
The girl has got me going just the same
Candy lips, one hand on her hip
Sassy smile, yeah, you know she’s got style
Maria, you already won
Girl, you already turned my heart inside out
Maria, I’m coming undone
‘Cause you already turned my heart inside out
Listen for a spell ‘cause baby you cast one
And pulled a fast one on me
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4. |
Figures
03:18
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Arranged and performed by Back Talk
4. Figures
Though I’ve long since been a goner
I won’t say that I’m sweet on her
Just the same, my trembling hands will tattle
See, her bones are thin and brittle
And her frame could be called little
But my girl is anything but fragile
How could so coy a boy
Ever curl a girl like you
‘Round his finger
Except to write the words
That’ll make me hers
In a song I could sing her?
Doesn’t that figure?
All my tricks don’t seem to charm her
Find no chips inside that armor
Tasha’s smile says “let’s just keep it casual.”
But it’s hard to stop the sizzle
With my hand around her middle
My head and heart are always in a battle
I could take her hand
And cover it in mine
And make her understand
That I wonder all the time
How could so coy a boy
Ever curl a girl like you
‘Round his finger
Except to play the blues
Like she’s put me through
The ringer?
Hook, line and sinker
And she’s sitting there so lovely
Parting fools from their money
‘Cause a kiss is just her way of saying hi
It always struck me funny:
There’s such vinegar to honey
But she catches her fair share of barflies
And it happens with a sigh
When I steal a glance, my belle
Oh, apple of my eye
I’ll play William Tell
How could so coy a boy
Ever curl a girl like you
‘Round his finger
Except to write the words
That’ll make me hers
In a song I could sing her?
Well, how do you figure?
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5. |
Reluctantly
03:03
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Arranged and performed by Back Talk
5. Reluctantly
I find it hard sticking to my scruples with you around
Baiting bards by staring with those pupils brand new and brown
Make it hurt and make haste
Just keep me guessin’
To chase skirts or stay chaste—
That is the question
In summer-hued majestic dreams
I’d fancy you in rustic scenes
You stage a coup seductively
I’m stuck on you… reluctantly
I had been listenin’ to angels on my shoulder
When lithest limbs glisten in the sun of July, that’s over
Make it hurt and make haste
With secret weapons
To chase skirts or stay chaste--
That is the question
In summer-hued majestic dreams
I’d fancy you in rustic scenes
You stage a coup seductively
I’m stuck on you… reluctantly
In summer-hued majestic dreams
I’d fancy you in rustic scenes
You stage a coup seductively
It’s déjà vu. It’s crushing me
Hey miss sultry sophomore stunner
Gorgeous in a thrift store number
I’m guessing it is no small wonder
I’m losing my cool
But it just don’t embarrass me
That I would somewhat merrily
-- Even voluntarily --
Be made your fool
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6. |
Change Your Tune
04:36
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Written and composed by G'Ra Asim
Arranged and performed by Back Talk
6. Change Your Tune
If all those stars you’re counting on
Don’t ever fall close or stay for very long
Just know I’m almost finished with the song
That keeps you right where you belong
If surly nights do not give way
And let those pearly whites come out to play
Then I’ll make sure we find the melody
To make it fade to memory
As if right on cue, count on it
No questions asked
Baby, I’ll be there soon
Just waiting outside your door
And trust me I’ll find the tune
That will get you changing yours
If wind blows all your ships aside
Until your chin goes south to coincide
I’ll be the tempo that keeps the thrill alive
Until you’ve made it through the ride
Without much ado, in a split
We’re built to last
Baby, I’ll be there soon
Just knowing that when it rains, it pours
But trust me I’ll find the tune
That will get you changing yours
It’s not hot air;
It’s for the best when
You have someone there
To keep afloat your zeppelin
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