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I Wanna Work For You
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2010 (BMI)
I wanna know where the meeting is
Take me to your leader
I’ll tell her everything she wants to hear
I’ll make the coffee sweeter
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna wear a suit, I wanna work for you
My resume never used to fail
Now every door is slammed harder
I guess you think I know too much
But hey, I’ll make you look smarter
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna wear a suit, I wanna work for you
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna wear a suit, I wanna work for you
I used to watch the sailboats on my lunch break
I used to wonder if someday I’d catch my wave
But everyone was right and I was so wrong
Who was I to think that you would buy this song?
I got laid off and I became a troubadour
I sang with the baby on my hip
Please take me back, put me behind the Levolors
I can’t buy breakfast with my wit
Won’t you allow me to do your PowerPoint
I’m quite happy flying coach
I’ll bring you 8 am Croissanwiches
I’ll stay late without reproach
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna wear a suit, I wanna work for you
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna be a suit, I wanna work for you
Ain’t nobody else who can do the job I do
I wanna count your beans, I wanna work for you
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Quisiera Retroceder El Tiempo
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2009 (BMI)
Quisiera retroceder el tiempo
Al hermoso descubrimiento
Que eras tierno y eras un tigre
Aún el encanto nos envuelve y vive
Te digo que tu me matas
Gozando el calor de tu piel
Apretando mi cintura me contestas
Tu me matas tambien
Desaparece la luna
Me estremezco en tus brazos
Trazas caricias con la punta de tu nariz
Que ricura tus labios
Quisiera retroceder el tiempo
Al hermoso descubrimiento
Que eras tierno y eras un tigre
Aún el encanto nos envuelve y vive
Crees conocerme
En mi esencia nocturna
Profundamente me miras
Lentamente nos amamos
Lo nuestro sigue en sueños
Sopla y alimenta las llamas
Lo vivo cuando cierro mis ojos
Uy enciéndeme las ganas
Quisiera retroceder el tiempo
Al hermoso descubrimiento
Que eras tierno y eras un tigre
Aún el encanto nos envuelve y vive
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I’m Your Man
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2009 (BMI)
I’m your man
I’ve got everything covered
I can pay my own way
I can be your casual lover
I like to step out and have a good time
I know how to drink and fight
Sometimes I go too far or meet someone or lose my car and I stay out all night
I’m your man and life has shown me
Ain’t no one else who can help me stand
I’m your man and I know what to do
I learned long ago I can’t count on you
When someone says it can’t be done
I’m your man and I say Yes it can
I’m your man and I act real strong
I can fix anything and I’m never wrong
I’m your man and you don’t have to call me
I’ll magically appear when I’m needed
I’m your man and you don’t have to worry
I know when to beat it
Other men might be afraid of me
But I’ve got no choice this is who I’ve got to be
Sometimes I remember what it was like to be a girl
She’s got no place in this heartless world
I’m your man and I look so hard
Got mouths to feed, can’t let down my guard
I’m your man, this act is getting old
Deep inside there’s a woman’s soul
Don’t want to be your mother
Don’t want to be your wife
Don’t want to be your man
I want to share this life
It’s been so long, this act is getting old
Could you ever care for a woman’s soul
I’m your man
I’m your man
I’m your man
I’m your man
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Into the Stratosphere
Lyrics and Music by Alexa Weber Morales © 1999 (BMI)
Why are you still watching
Every step I take?
Are you still obsessing
About how much I make?
Are you criticizing
The colors that I wear?
Are you realizing
I’m no longer there?
Just leave me alone
Let your thoughts roam
Watch me disappear
Into the stratosphere
Zo zada zee zada zey
Are you still elated
When I trip and fall?
All this time you’ve waited
Now I’m above it all
You can analyze me
I’m beyond all care
Feel free to categorize me
As long as you’re aware
That I’m on my own
I’ve left that old zone
Watch me disappear
Into the stratosphere
Zo zada zee zada zey
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When the Night is Cool and All the Boys Are Sleeping
Lyrics and music © 2008 by Alexa Weber Morales (BMI)
When the night is cool
And all the boys are sleeping
I remember the kiss you gave to me
No one understands you
Even I can’t stand you
20 years slip by so mysteriously
I gently close the door they
Turn on hidden flashlights
Drawing plans that I will never read
Once I met a man who
Blew the sky wide open
Threw his stars into my empty sea
Now I scan the clouds in vain
Hoping for summer rain
My thirsty soul has finally gone to seed
I’ve done my best to leave you
Cast my bloody heart to stone
But I can’t let you sleep on the streets alone
There are things you can’t forget
And there are things I cannot think
And yet you drink it all away
Just for once can you just feel it
Kiss my lips and let fate seal it
When the night is cool and
All the boys are sleeping
I remember the kiss you gave to me
Sweeping up the plastic soldiers
Toy grenades under the couch
Will they grow up to be all that they can be?
Communing with the bad boys
Vacuuming the sad noise
Your dirty footprints wind up everywhere
I’ve done my best to leave you
Cast my bloody heart to stone
But I can’t let you sleep on the streets alone
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Catástrofe de Amor
Letra y música por Alexa Weber Morales © 2009 (BMI)
Trato de huir, pongo velocidad…
Pero la noche no me ayuda
Quemando llanta doy la media vuelta
Soñando toco tu puerta
Los fantasmas me abren camino
Sin querer pizo corazones
Luego tus labios descubren cincuenta mil razones
Por las cuales estoy compartiendo mis pasiones
Es imposible
Que este amor oscuro triunfe
No sé porque
Te he dejado tratarme así
Sembramos vientos, recogemos tempestades
Porque somos dos desastres
Precipitándose a la catástrofe
Ámame pues, no aguanto mi soledad
Siempre me entrego aunque no debo
Si eres tan malo porque tus latidos
Me llaman desde tu pecho
O será que escucho los mios
Me enciego a tus pecados
Grítame más, mi ternura calma tu despecho
Sollozos transformados en dos cuerpos entrelazados
Es imposible
Que este amor oscuro triunfe
No sé porque
Te he dejado tratarme así
Sembramos vientos, recogemos tempestades
Porque somos dos desastres
Precipitándose a la catástrofe
Coro:
Somos dos desastres
Precipitándose a la catástrofe
Somos dos
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I Didn’t Drill That Deep
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2010 (BMI)
The phone crackled as he yelled
You never should’ve said that
Don’t you think before you speak?
I thought I would take you to deeper horizons
Yet you question my authority
Respect the chain of command, I’m in control
Further requests will be ignored
Did you think you could ask me anything?
It is not for you to know the plan
Just do as you are told
Why this fury unleashed?
I didn’t drill that deep
There’s a hole in the ocean
I didn’t drill that deep
Why this fury unleashed?
I didn’t drill that deep
There’s a hole in the ocean
And it’s gushing faster than I can speak
You’re not getting younger, he said, gunning his car
Resources are running down
You’re not an easy sell, there’s baggage
Soon the night will own this town
Without me you won’t go far
His rig is rocking on a tumbling sea
His mercenaries tell us what to think
I wish he could taste what’s in the drink
Spilling out, smothering the soul
Something inky and bleak
Why this fury unleashed?
I didn’t drill that deep
There’s a hole in the ocean
I didn’t drill that deep
Why this fury unleashed?
I didn’t drill that deep
There’s a hole in the ocean
Gushing faster than I can speak
Cast off the velvet mask
I’m not afraid
Catch the daylight’s last glimmer
I’m not afraid
Gather up the feathers
I’m not afraid
Fires burn on the water
I’m not afraid
We can do better
I’m not afraid
Na na na na na
I’m not afraid
Even if I fail a million ways
I’m not afraid
A billion, trillion ways
I’m not afraid
Shut down your corroded ambition
I’m not afraid
We are the meak
We no longer need your protection
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The Names of the Winds
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2011 (BMI)
The Williwaw is blasting off from the mountains to the seas
Breathing through the Aleutians bearing vapors from the trees
Below the Ring of Fire Cordonazo strikes St. Francis
While the warm and sleepy Coromell returns the languid land’s kiss
I stand in this spot, feet forever pinned
While the air whirls endlessly above
Tell me all the names of the winds
Which one will blow me to my love?
Santa Ana feeds the fires, smoke pouring from her skirts
Chocolatero sweeps the Gulf in salty sugar spurts
Hot-blooded squalls lash out, Tehuentepecer malign
Dancing with Bayamo to a sweating drum in time
I stand in this spot, feet forever pinned
While the air whirls endlessly above
Tell me all the names of the winds
Whisper all the ways I’ll never know
Tell me all the names of the winds
Which one will blow me to my love?
Longingly the Etesian pines for the Mistral’s daughters
The Tramontana roils again Mediterranean waters
Over the swells Sirocco shells hot Saharan sand
Twisting sails, tossing ships from the courses that they’d planned
I stand in this spot, feet forever pinned
While the air whirls endlessly above
Tell me all the names of the winds
Whisper all the ways I’ll never know
Tell me all the names of the winds
Which one will blow me to my love?
Which one will blow me to my love?
Which one will blow me to my love?
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I Think of You
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales ©2000 (BMI)
When the cat slips out
And the moon is gone
And the night drags on
I think of you
When the bills are due
And the milk goes sour
And I watch the hour
I think of you
I never thought I wanted you to leave me all alone
But now that you are gone it’s really clear that I have grown
’Cause all you ever wanted was to find yourself a clone
Someone who’d understand the reasons why you’re never home
When I stub my toe
When I spill my wine
When I stand in line
I think of you
When I blow a fuse
When I crack a plate
When the check is late
I think of you
When I miss the bus
When I lose my keys
When the dog has fleas
I think of you
When I chip a tooth
When I trip and fall
When I drop the ball
I think of you
And you were always telling me that I was just a fool
Who couldn’t figure out that human beings were always cruel
’Cause every interaction is to you another tool
A stepping stone to lead you to your final global rule
When the news is grim
And the sheets are cold
And I’m feeling old
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you
I think of you
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Let’s Not Ruin This Affair
Lyrics and music by Alexa Weber Morales © 2007
Pourquoi gâcher notre affaire?
Animée d’une puissance illimitée
L’essentiel, vois-tu, c’est le mystère?
Je me fous du ménage domestique
Fais vibrer mes secrets acoustiques
Let’s not ruin this affair
Charged with unlimited potential
Can’t you see the mystery is essential?
Screw domestic devastation
Show me eccentric motivation
Please don’t say how great we’d be
Let’s rewind to our pleasant repartee
If you want me in your arms take me dancing, you fool!
Let’s make music together
No morning guilt as a tether
Let’s not ruin this affair
Go ahead and shop for another bed
Don’t hold my hand, I’m not hoping to be led
I’m a woman in her prime
Play my piano, it’s divine
Let’s not ruin this affair
Sublimation suits you so well
Give me your best shot, your truest laugh
Give me your finest thought, your choicest word
When all your flings have piled up in the past
When you see how far I’ve come undeterred
You’ll remember me
You’ll remember me
…and how I made us last
Pourquoi gâcher notre affaire?
Ne prends pas ma main, a quoi ça sert?
Je suis maîtresse de mon destin
Sans les remords amers du matin
Pour le meilleur et pour le pire
Un trait d’esprit, un éclat de rire
Il était une fois, une fois qui n’était pas
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