Tracy Bonham Album

I've got my heart crammed in a bottle
And all the while I fought so little
What is this fear we hold so deeply
To stand alone alone completely?
It's do or die It's now or never
It's cats and dogs It's helter skelter
'till I'm
Free Yeah free
Something inside me is begging to be free
We hardly live for fear of dying 
Then fall asleep and call it living 
I hardly love for fear of losing
I'll hardly loose but I'm not loving
'till I'm
Free yeah free
Something inside me is begging to be free

Many muscles has the man
Each one has a reason
Many women felt his hand
Each one trying to please him
Imagine one day the tables could turn
Imagine one day the tables would turn
Behind every good woman lies a trail of men
Shame shame for the rooster. Hi five for the hen
Don't ask where she's going don't ask where she's been
Behind every good woman lies
A trail of men.
Something tells me that Snow White
Is smarter than we think.
Seven men at perfect height
Seven noses pink
Could happen One day the tables could turn
Imagine one day the tables would turn
Behind every good woman lies a trail of men.
Shame shame for the rooster. Hi five for the hen.
Don't ask where she's going don't ask where she's been
Behind every good woman lies a trail of men.
Behind every good woman lies a trial of men.
Shame shame for the rooster nudge nudge for the hen
Don't know where where it started or when it will end
Behind every good woman lies
A trail of men. a trail of men
You wouldn't believe the mess she's in

You say you knew Jackie Onassis
When she was an actress
You say you knew Buffalo Bill
Before he could kill
You've got your head twisted 'round the back
So you can't see
My life colliding with your life
And you say you know me
But you don't know me
You don't know me
And in no way am I a mystery
Just hang a bell around my neck
And call me ol' bessie Yeah take that cattle prod back
Before I see red
You've got your neck twisted 'round the back
So you can't see
My horns colliding with your ass
'cause you think you own me
But you don't know me
You don't know me
And in no way am I a mystery
You don't know me
You don't know me
And your thickness is hard to believe

Headache. The girl she says she's got a headache
What she needs is just a handshake
Squeezing out all of the bad excuses she can make
Mornings- There will be some ugly mornings
But at least I'll know what love means
Love that lets me be as human as can be
I don't have to fake it
I won't have to lead you on
I'm as real as they come and
I don't see how some women put you on
Fakers With your lipo and your lipstick
You make it easy for a real chick
To see the horror pouring out of your ruby lips
Perfect I thank God that I'm not perfect
I happen to like all my defects
But my TV don't agree and I don't give a shit
I won't have to fake it
I don't have to put you on
I'm as real as they come
And I don't see how some women lead you on
I won't have to fake it
I won't have to put you on
And I don't like the way that I'm put on display
For your sorry eyes sorry eyes
Here comes the real one
Here comes the real thing
Here comes the real one
I don't have to fake it
I don't have to put you on
I'm as real as they come
And I don't see how some women lead you on
I don't have to fake it
I won't have to lead you on
And I don't understand why would a man
Want a circus clown

What's the matter? The new millennia the new millennium's a chewin at
you,
The Californians the headless horsemen the number zero the number
zero
That little goose egg it eats the world and the people in it a can you
hear me?
Life's a battle Life's a battle Hallelujah Hallelujah
It may be a cold day in hell
It may be a cold day in hell
Sit and spin well you're wearing thin and the "forni-gate" it's a bit
too late for it
It's getting hotter we're getting hotter The only good news is hell
feels cooler
Life's a battle Life's a battle Hallelujah Hallelujah
It may be a cold day in hell The hotter we get the harder to tell
It may be a cold day in hell The hotter we get the harder to tell

This damn bean won't jump for you anymore Jumping bean won't jump for you
anymore
Keep on moving
This damn pea won't split for you anymore Damn shine won't spit for you anymore
Keep on moving
I can't be your jumping bean anymore
I can't be your beauty queen anymore
I won't jump for your team anymore
This damn bush won't burn for you anymore
Beer can won't learn for you
anymore
Keep on moving
This damn horse won't buck for you anymore
Damn lips won't suck for you
anymore
Keep on moving Keep on moving
I can't be your burning bush anymore I can't be the one you touch
anymore
I won't be the perfect rush anymore
I can't be your jumping bean anymore I won't be your beauty queen
anymore
I can't jump for your team anymore
I can't be your jumping bean anymore I won't be your Krispy Kreme
anymore
I can't jump for your team anymore
I won't wear that navy bean anymore I can't be your beauty queen anymore
I won't be your hit machine anymore

Second wind calling all the forces in I'm in need of a second wind
A second wind down here
Saving grace calling every puckered face I'm in need of a saving grace
A saving grace down here
Wake the thunder lightly whisper in his ear in his ear Tell him
We're in need of stirring things down here Down here
Wicked wind you taught us how to love again While rain and thunder are
threatening they're circling us here
Wake the lightening softly whisper in her ear in her ear Tell her
We're in need of finishing things down here Down here

Mmm- Set your wildabeast free
Mmm- Let your lady bug be
Gladiolas don't go to sleep 'til dawn
Sexy people sleep with their hair do's on
Mmm- let your jack hammer sing
Mmm- pretty angels get wings
Thumbelina girl with her tongue tucked in
Angry woman caught with her mouth again
Margaritas walk with their hips
And win in the end
One day when everyone's gone
What will it matter what kind trip you re on
Mmm- Give your soul sucker gin
Mmm- Let your sore loser win
Pretty people swim with their lipstick on
Little matches sleep with their lashes long
Margaritas walk with their hips
And prove me all wrong
One day when everyone's gone
What will it matter what kind of trip you're on
One day when we're all gone
What will it matter what kind of spell you're on
Thumbelina caught with her tongue tucked in
Yellow belly ran from the rain again
What will it matter
Who's watching in the end
One day when we're all gone
What will it matter
What kind of trip you're on
One day when we're all gone
What will it matter
What really turned you on

She's a slippery one with a staple gun
She's a slippery one with a staple gun
She's a mean one with a glue gun
She's a mean one with a glue gun
We're all related
Don't mean to bring you down
We're all related
She's a meat hook and she'll hang you up
She's a meat hook and she'll hang you up
She's an H-bomb and she'll use It
She's an H-bomb and she'll use it
We're all related
Don't mean to bring you down
We're all related

Little man big heart said to big man little heart 'I got what I want
I got what I want
I got what I need But you can't always not get what you don't want
Flaunt what you got and what you got flaunt Speak double doom as much as
you want but you can't always not get what you don't But you might get
what you need
Street smart big mind said to little learned book brain 'I got what I
want I got what I want I got what I need But you can't always not get
what don't want Flaunt what you got and what you got flaunt 
Speak double doom as much as you want but you can't always not get what you
don't But
you might get what you need

We live and by the dust devil's sanction
We live here by the dust devil's family
Waiting for him we're all waiting for him
Come to our emotional desert
Come to our emotional desert
Then leave us high
Then leave us high and dry
Give us something to feel
I fell far from the tree of knowledge
I fell far from the tree of knowing
What to feel do you know what we feel?
Come to our emotional vacuum
Come to our 
emotional vacuum
Then leave us high
Then leave us high and dry
Give us something to feel