1. |
Human Touch
04:20
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Human Touch
written by LADYLUXE
Lights hot and low
A thousand hearts beating on the dancefloor
It's you, I can tell
Look in my eyes as I cast my spell
It's you, hot pink
Come on out and buy me a drink.
What's your name, where you from?
I'm ready to go, are you ready to come?
Don't ask for much, Don't ask for much
I don't ask for much
I just need some human touch.
Lights turned low
Two hearts beating on the bedroom floor
Hold me close, Hold me tight
Be my forever, for tonight
Two sparks, a sex fire
My one-time desire
I only meant to turn you on
Until the morning dawn
(Here comes the sun)
I don't ask for much
I just need some human touch
I don't ask for much
I just need some human touch
(I hope you forget where I live
Like I've forgotten your name
If you feel that I've used you
There's a lonely heart to blame)
I don't ask for much (Don't ask for much)
I just need some human touch (Don't ask for much)
I don't ask for much (Don't ask for much)
I just need some human touch...
(Two sparks, a sex fire. My one-time desire
Two sparks, a sex fire. My one-time desire)
Repeat to end
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2. |
Don't Delete Me
03:41
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Don't Delete Me
Written by Ladyluxe
Don’t delete me.
Don’t deny me.
Don’t defeat me.
Love me for me.
Don’t delete me.
Don’t define me.
Don’t deplete me.
Love me for me.
Look Babe, it’s just my reality.
Pure sexuality dowsed in duality.
All my emotions run away from me.
Go away means stay with me.
Believe me, just don’t leave me
Don’t delete me.
Don’t deny me.
Don’t defeat me.
Love me for me.
Don’t delete me.
Don’t define me.
Don’t deplete me.
Love me for me.
I won’t call you. Call me.
Be what I want you to be.
I see what I want to see.
I can hate you but you can’t hate me.
Don’t tell me what to do though I might ask you to.
Understand because you know I’m trying -
Scorpio and my Leo’s rising.
Don’t know what more to say.
Don’t know what more to do.
Just don’t go, I need you.
Don’t delete me.
Don’t deny me.
Don’t defeat me.
Love me for me
Don’t delete me.
Don’t define me.
Don’t deplete me.
Love me for me
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3. |
Hot Day
03:45
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It’s a hot day
Been a hot week
Want some hot love
And a hot beat.
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4. |
Spirit Fire
03:42
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Spirit Fire
Written by Ladyluxe
Remember February 9?
Said you'd be my Valentine.
Fooled me, thought then you'd be mine
I bought the best damn roses I could find.
You had another lover
And quite the lovely other.
Wasn't sure there was another.
Guess now I'll be your brother.
But I do have sympathy.
I do have empathy.
'Cause I feel your want for me,
Your sweet telepathy.
There's a place by the sea.
It's only you and me.
Fire all around,
Tumble to the ground.
And the sun sets red -
The beach above our heads.
Supernatural desire
And I call it "Spirit Fire".
Today, September 9,
Soulshinesugar best friend of mine.
You and me, we've worked out fine
But how much is too much
To find you on my mind.
Still have your other lover
I've yet to find another.
Like you, there is no other.
Damn glad to be your brother.
It's all okay with me
When your loving energy
Comes washing over me,
calls to me, summons me
To a place by the sea.
It's only you and me
Fire all around
Stumble to the ground
And the sun sets red -
The beach between our heads
Metaphysical desire
And I call it "Spirit Fire".
Spirit fire... Spirit fire... Repeat
Beach above our heads...
Beach between our heads... Repeat
And the sun sets red... Repeat
Supernatural desire, Spirit Fire.
Metaphysical desire, Spirit Fire.
See you in my dreams.
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5. |
Changed
03:39
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Changed
Written by Ladyluxe
I've seen you in those clothes before
(Thrift-store Dior).
Lookin' so bad (Hot-mad)
On Hollywood (Boulevard).
Yet you seem different
Than you did before (two months ago).
Was it me? Was it you?
What did the planets have to do
With your change?
Your change.
Your change.
You've changed.
I've seen you on these streets before
(Nine double-o).
Rollin' your old-school Benz (Vivienne)
Down Sunset (Boulevard).
Yet something's different
rising from your core (Lord only knows).
What's to blame? What to do?
I see a new you coming through.
Your change.
Your change.
Your change.
You've changed.
Blue eyes look lighter now.
Is your blue sky bluer now?
Does your sun shine brighter now?
Does your truth tell truer now?
Don't freak. Just speak.
Your fears and tears will dry.
You'll fly so high.
It's all your mind.
Just know you're fine.
Just trust. Just see.
You'll be set free.
Your change...
1st Verse + Chorus Repeat to End
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6. |
Lance
03:59
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Lance
Written by Ladyluxe
INTRO
LL: It's dead out there boys.
No one's dancing, people are leaving
and platform 2 is empty.
Who do we have back here:
Billy, Johnny, Cheyne.
No, no, no. Where's the new guy,
Country-boy, Lance.
Lance: Yes Sir.
LL: Here's your chance. You ready?
Lance: I dunno, I've... shucks,
I've never danced in front of anyone
in my underwear before.
LL: Well you look ripe and ready to me.
Lance: Yippee Ki Yay
LL: What size you wear, Lance?
Lance: I believe I wear a size 4.
LL: Perfect, Go!
Lance: Yeee haw
Lance, Lance, Lance,
Give me a chance.
Been watching you dance
In your size 4 hot pants.
Lance, Lance, Lance,
I’ll take a chance.
A first-glance-love-trance
Take you to France.
Lance, Lance, Lance,
Let’s take a chance.
What’s your stance
On a disco romance?
Lance, Lance, Lance,
I’ll take a chance.
Been watching you dance
In your size 4 hot pants.
Go-Go Boy, Go-Go Boy...
Go-Go Boy, Go-Go Boy...
Good God, Baby blow my mind.
You got me thinking
that you’re just my kind.
The way you move,
Your attitude.
Sexed-up groove,
Holy beatitude.
Oooh Hot-cheeks
My knees are weak.
But don’t speak
You might blow my freak (Freak-freak).
In demand, this I understand.
Got a hundo in my hand
For your lap dance, Lance.
Lance, Lance, Lance,
Give me a chance.
Been watching you dance
In your size 4 hot pants.
Lance, Lance, Lance,
I’ll take a chance.
A first-glance-love-trance
Take you to France.
Lance, Lance, Lance,
Let’s take a chance.
What’s your stance
On a disco romance?
Lance, Lance, Lance,
I’ll take a chance.
Been watching you dance
In your size 4 hot pants.
Count the dollars,
Baby, after your show.
My number’s on the twenty,
Honey, Let’s go.
But don’t change
Out your western suit -
Hat & spurs,
Red cowboy boots.
Chorus... Repeat
Yippee-Ki-Yay
Yippee-Ki-Yi-Yo.
You’ll find me waiting
By the club’s back door... Repeat
Last dance.
My last chance.
Love trance.
Come on Lance... Repeat
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7. |
Sex Mission
04:22
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Sex Mission
Written by Ladyluxe
Hey there, you with the braids.
You goin' to the afterhours party tonight?
Yeah, I’ve never been, but I’ve heard
that it’s one of those parties.
Yeah, so I'm sure it'll be a lot of fun.
Anyway, what’s your name? Cool.
I’m Double-L. I'll be looking for ya’. Catch ya’ later.
Sex Mission
Sex Mission
Sex Mission
Ooooh
Sex Mission.
A rare condition.
Pull out my reel and rod,
The boy’s goin’ fishing
Sex Mission.
SexMission.
Manual transmission.
Help-wanted sign says,
“Filling all positions”.
Sex Mission.
Hey there, you want some company?
Looks like there’s room in there for one more
Can I join in? No, the pleasure’s all mine.
No, safe-play only, Sugar.
Do you like my hair tonight? Thanks.
So tell me, what are you into?
Uh huh. Uh huh. Really?
Tell me, what do you think of these boots, Babes?
Hang on just a second I’ll be right back.
I promise. My work here isn’t done.
Sex Mission.
Electoral submission.
Forgive me for my sins of physical religion.
Sex Mission.
So there you are. How you been?
I’ve been looking around for ya’.
Yeah, yeah that’s cool. It’s been a good night.
So what do you say we grab a drink
and head upstairs, Baby?
Yeah? Cool. Alright. Sounds like a plan.
I’ll see you in two-and-two. Peace.
Sex Mission
Sex Mission
Sex Mission
Ooooh... Sex Mission
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8. |
Sideburns
04:59
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Sideburns
Written by Ladyluxe
I don't worry 'bout your travellin',
You've rode them roads before.
I don't worry 'bout your writin' school,
The brightest bulb I know.
I don't worry 'bout your money purse,
You always find some dough.
But there's one thing that I certainly don't know.
Who's gonna trim them sideburns where you go?
I don't worry 'bout the women,
You can fetch 'em with that stare.
I don't worry how you're lookin',
All tough yet debonair.
I don't worry 'bout my clothes you wear,
You can keep 'em, I don't care.
But there's one thing that I'm hopin' you might share.
Who's gonna trim them sideburns when you're there?
Do-do-do-do...
Now this ain't so-long, for very long,
For this I hope and pray.
My funny straight-boy Valentine
Until my dyin' day.
Now your bags are packed, your rent is due,
You best get on your way.
So I guess I got just one thing left to say.
We'd better trim them sideburns right away.
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9. |
Whipstitch My Heart
03:59
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Whipstitch My Heart
Written by Ladyluxe
Torn out like a page from a magazine.
Took my heart, ripped it right at the seam.
Two months now I'm back on the scene
Looking for a lover who can stitch that seam.
Torn off like a band-aid gone-bad.
Took my heart, left it right in my hand.
Two months now I'm done being sad.
Gotta find a lover who can stitch like mad.
Torn up like I dare not tell.
Took my heart, ripped the beat from the shell.
Two months but I'm still not swell.
Searching for a lover who can stitch like hell.
Which stitch? A whipstitch.
Which stitch? A whipstitch.
Cute thing moved in next door
Light eyes and a curly-top head.
I nearly hit the floor.
I saw you walking with a needle and thread... Repeat 3X
(I needle you sew, I needle you sew...)
I'm seein' what your sewin'
In your continuing education course.
So show me what your sewin'.
I think it's lovely like you, I do of course... Repeat 3X
Which stitch? A Whipstitch.
Which stitch? A Whipstitch.
Whipstitch my heart.
Whipstitch my heart...
Repeat Verses + Chorus to End.
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10. |
Sasquatch Woman
03:35
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Sasquatch Woman
Written by Ladyluxe
I'm a Sasquatch Man,
and I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
She ain't got hairspray but she got bear-spray
in her cut-rate Fendi purse.
I'm a Sasquatch Man,
and I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
We'll have a ball makin' Bigfoot calls
On the river banks of love.
Hey you, kind sir, could you give me the time
From your shiny gold watch?
I'm headed towards the hills
We're gonna find us a Sasquatch.
Now them boys don't wait and I'm fit to be late
I gotta move along
But I'll catch you on the return friend
with a story in my song.
No big surprise to these old eyes
them boys were gone.
So I threw my pack upon my back
And set to track alone.
But just up the way was a pretty little lady
by the name of Thelma Jean.
She had the biggest rack of Sasquatch trackin'
gear I'd ever seen.
I'm a Sasquatch Man,
And I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
She ain't got hairspray but she got bear-spray
In her cut-rate Fendi purse.
Said I'm a Sasquatch Man,
and I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
We'll have a ball makin' Bigfoot calls
On the river banks of love.
I'm a man on the go when I'ma trackin' Jacko
I gotta warn ya'.
And we're headin' out
To Willow Creek, California.
We got room in the van
And a well-mapped plan
If that's somethin' you'd care to do.
So I'll call ahead and save you a seat
At the Bigfoot Barbecue (Please do!).
I'm a Sasquatch Man,
And I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
She ain't got hairspray but she got bear-spray
In her cut-rate Fendi purse
I'm a Sasquatch Man,
And I'ma lookin' for a Sasquatch Woman.
We'll have a ball makin' Bigfoot calls
On the river banks of love.
Repeat to End
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11. |
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Human Touch / Luxesploitation Edit
written by LADYLUXE
Lights hot and low
A thousand hearts beating on the dancefloor
It's you, I can tell
Look in my eyes as I cast my spell
It's you, hot pink
Come on out and buy me a drink.
What's your name, where you from?
I'm ready to go, are you ready to come?
Don't ask for much, Don't ask for much...
Don't ask for much, Don't ask for much...
Lights turned low
Two hearts beating on the bedroom floor
Hold me close, Hold me tight
Be my forever, for tonight
Two sparks, a sex fire
My one-time desire
I only meant to turn you on
Until the morning dawn
(Here comes the sun)
Don't ask for much, Don't ask for much...
Don't ask for much, Don't ask for much...
I don't ask for much
I just need some human touch.
Repeat to End
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