Lake Street Dive

 

from the record LAKE STREET DIVE...

 

 

Hello? Goodbye!

It feels good to be over you, but it felt good to be under you

so maybe it’s just you that feels good.

I feel like I should be over you, and good girls do what they should do

so maybe I’ll just do what I should.

I should tell my mind to stop remembering.

I should make my fingers stop their trembling.

And when I pass your doorway I should just walk right by.

When you say hello, I’ll say goodbye.

Don’t Make Me Hold Your Hand

Why won’t you let me love you in the best way I know?

We won’t go out to dinner and we won’t see a show.

You’ll know just how I love you when I got you alone.

Baby it’s true I’m in love, but I’m too shy.

People are voyeurs darling, one thing on their minds

I hear their whispers, darling, and I feel their eyes

staring at our affection in a way most unkind

Baby don’t mistake me

I’m in love, but please don’t make me

oh, now baby please

Don’t make me hold your hand; you don’t seem to understand how it makes me feel

when people stop and stare

I swear, their are other ways to show it, baby please

Don’t make me hold your hand; there are few things i demand of you

it’s the one thing I won’t do

so don’t make me hold you hand

Why won’t you let me love you where we’ll never be found

‘way on some distant island or a hole in the ground

no one will see our lovin’ and they won’t hear a sound

Baby I can’t show it

I’m in love but no one knows it

Henriette

Who you fooling now with your bookish smarts?

quotin’ jamie joyce make me feel

make me feel like a total arse

got it down like a practiced art; like a perfect part

Talk to me at night with your voice oily

think you can’t be broke, what a joke

what a joke callin’ me doily

think I like when you dress boy-l

yor makeup coyly

I never loved you Henriette

I never liked my sobriquette

I never read your serviette

I never loved you henriette

When we went our ways, you left your gourd behind

I never cared for rows and I got

and I got sort of bored besides

of your notes and your peephole eyes

and those spurious sighs

 

My Heart’s in it’s Right Place

Walk four blocks, quicken your pace ‘til you’re tumbling

lost my socks; thought I had bet on a sure thing

Worn through Keds have nothing on drunk desperation

it depends on just how much you want to take on

who needs friends who think you’re just someone to flake on

conventions could use a good saturday break from

Left behind on Water Street, you

ought to see the twos and threes you

were relyin’that’s where i fly in

You may find that it’s hard to just trust me

in this frightening friday night race

can you tell that my chivalry’s rusty

don’t be scared, ‘cause my heart’s in it’s right place

Relishing in lows and highs, I

ought to see the four and fives I

was ignoring

that’s when you horn in

 

I Don’t Really See You Anymore

I don’t really see you anymore

I don’t really see you anymore

You used to wait for me outside your door

Now I don’t really see you anymore.

I don’t really see you anymore

I don’t really see you anymore

You used to beg for me from on your floor

Now I don’t really see you anymore.

I don’t really have that much to say

I don’t really have that much to say

But it would still be nice to see you someday

even though I wouldn’t have that much to say

it would still be nice to see you someday.

 

Miss Disregard

I’m done with you

I’m totally done with you

I’m completely and utterly done with you.

Just tell the truth

did I ever stand a chance?

Against all your rules

or is that to much to ask of you?

I am done with you

I’m too old, you’re too cool.

Trying’s too damn hard

Sorry Miss Disregard.

Just tell the truth

did I ever stand a chance?

Against all your rules

and the people that will dance for you.

 

Elijah

Elijah has brains and long legs and wears jeans at his hip

and nary a girl in the world has been missed by his grip

He’s long curly hair, that when wet, goes as far as his chin

and his knowledge of poets and punks is debatably thin

The thing i like most about him is what I see on the surface

Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that’s an isthmus

Oh Elijah!

Elijah, he lay in psychosis one bright sunny day

and even in sleep I cannot make myself walk away

So pretty was he, I said something I couldn’t retract

and so for three years, he spent most of his time in the sack

Although it’s November, I know we won’t make it to christmas

Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that’s an isthmus

Oh Elijah!

Elijah once told me in private that he’d like a break

although he revealed through his actions that he was a fake

And so, then in public I told him that he’s too dependent

and now to this day I maintain that I am unrepentant

All he can see through the tunnel is none of his business

Like two distant shores, we are bound by a love that’s an isthmus

Oh Elijah!

 

Funny Not to Care

It’s funny not to care, and to know so much

like the way you do your hair, and what you like to eat for lunch

I could use it to seduce you if the slightest desire was there

It’s funny not to care

It’s funny not to care, but to know firsthand

all the records that we share, like tom petty and the band

I’m embarrassed to have a preferencefor my favorite jeans that you wear

oh, it’s funny not to care

I’m sure I would; no I wouldn’t really want to now

I never could; no I couldn’t really care for you

I’m sure I would; no I wouldn’t really want to now

‘cause you’ve wasted my love

and I’ve so little to give

It’s funny not to care, and be so in touch

to regret and be aware that I’ve lost so much

for so long, I’ve tagged along, now I find that I haven’t a prayer

oh, it’s funny not to care

 

Neighbor Song

I can hear my neighbors making love upstairs

Their love is rattling my tables and my chairs

Keeping me awake

The love they make it's keeping me awake

While I’m just trying to get some sleep on the ground floor

I don’t mind my neighbor making love upstairs

Cause I was once the lover making all my neighbors scared

you and me thundering the floorboards with our power and our force

While they’re just trying to get some sleep on the ground floor

I can hear my neighbors making love upstairs

Their love is amplifying all of my despair

Cause I was once a lover now I have to listen to my neighbors

Making love upstairs from down on the ground floor

from down on the ground floor

from down on the ground floor

In this city all the humans live in layers

I got people down the hall and down the stairs

We all move in and out and live our lives in stacks and rows and pairs

And try to find someone with whom we can share it

I can hear my neighbors making love upstairs

Wish I didn’t have to be so well informed of their affairs

But if I have to hear them doing something, at least they’re having fun

Sometimes I forget that all of us are just human

Cause we’re all stacked in rows and columns

And if one of them should fall on me

My neighbors making love upstairs would crush me

I’m down on the ground floor

 

Got Me Fooled

I hear you calling my name

Every night, it's the same damn thing

Is it just one thing you want from me?

I'm getting tired of this game

Everyone says the same damn thing

All your sweet talk sounding cheap

when I don't get what I need

My heart starts slowing it's beat

Why don't you take me dancing Saturday with some drinks in the bar room?

Or maybe we could just stay home instead with some tapes and some thai food

The thing is baby what I'm trying to stay is you ain't thinking this through

If you really want me, then you got me fooled.

You know I hate to complain

But everyone wants the same damn thing

So when I give you a try,

I get the same tired lines

I got to ask myself why

 

We All Love the Same Songs

We love all the same songs

We sing alongin the car

This drive wont feel too long

with the radio onin the car

Keepin away

Keepin awake oh

The feeling that everything is standing still when we’re back at home

Dreading the sound of just one voice alone

We love all the same songs

we sing alongin the car

Wake before the sun

Another dawn

in the car

Who’ll miss us when we’re gone

rolling along

in the car

Keeping awake

keeping astray of

the feeling that everything has gone so wrong

but we’re not alone

filling the space of what we can’t let go

My life won’t feel too long

with the radio onin the car

We’ve followed every sign and line upon our map

and now we’re far from where we started

and we’re not so broken hearted

la la la

 

My Speed

Get out of bed ‘cause i swear you’ll see the death of me

confined inside this space; it’s an empty April curse

in the room under the stairs in this waterlogged land

where i’m the only one on hand

Let’s call a cab, ‘cause i swear you’ll see the death of me

we’re floating yellow ghosts without thoughts and no remorse

in the room under the stairs in this waterlogged land

where i’m the only one on hand

You’re my speed just like staying in the lines,

and I’m your speed just like turpentine and limes

Turn off the set, ‘cause I swear you’ll see the death of me

it figures that we’d see our favorite stars of stage and screen

in the room under the stairs in this waterlogged land

where I’m the only one on hand

You’re my speed just like staying in the lines,

and I’m your speed just like turpentine and limes