Theres another group they called the Uptown Girls, which like to party and shop and really want to be on the cutting edge of fashion and go out to bars, and meet hot guys There were also the Wallflowers, who, in the official report are described, among other things, as not cool/hip and not tough/rugged. And then there was another group, says Ling, that they called the Mavericks, which are women who smoke Marlboro
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(ASCAP) All Rights Reserved Disc 2 - I Still Miss Someone Disc 2 - I Still Miss Someone I STILL MISS SOMEONE At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts stroll by together And I still miss someone I go out to a party Hoping I can have some fun All I find's a darkened corner 'Cause I still miss someone Cause I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywhere I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there I wonder if she's misses All the things that she undone There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone Cause I never got over those blue eyes I see them everywhere I miss those arms that held me When all the love was there At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come There's someone for me somewhere And I still miss someone (We'll, miss you Johnny) And I still miss someone Disc 2 - It's My Job Disc 2 - It's My Job IT'S MY JOB By Mac McAnally In the middle of late last night I was sittin' on a curb I didn't know what about but I was feeling quite disturbed A street sweeper came whistlin' by He was bouncin' every step It seemed strange how good he felt So I asked him while he swept Chorus He said "It's my job to be cleaning up this mess And that's enough reason to go for me It's my job to be better than the rest And that makes the day for me" Got an uncle who owns a bank he's a self made millionaire He never had anyone to love never had no one to care He always to seemed kind of sad to me So I asked him why that was And he told me it's because in my contract there's a clause That says "It's my job to worried half to death And that's the thing people respect in me It's a job but without it I'd be less Than what I expect from me" I've been lazy most all of my life Writing songs and sleeping late Any manual labor I've done purely by mistake If street sweepers can smile then I've got no right to feel upset But sometimes I still forget Till the lights go on and the stage is set And the song hits home and you feel that sweat It's my job to be different than the rest and that's enough reason to go for me It's my job to be better than the best and that's a tough break for me It's my job to be cleaning up this mess and that's enough reason to go for me It's my job to be better than the best and that makes the day for me
