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Mastering was completed at “Bob’s Room” in Nashville. It was mastered by Motown legend Bob Olhsson. The album, titled Love Outrageous, is out now! CD’s are available at Ear-X-tacy.

Let’s Get Together

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, make this romance true.

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, turn this orange flame blue.

Do you know what it is to know it so?

Do you know what it is to know for sure?

I want nobody else and to myself,

I need you for my health.

I’m not shallow.

I’m not hollow.

I’m not easy.

But I’m a fool.

And what of a fool?

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, make this romance true.

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, turn this orange flame blue.

You got a hot way of cooling me down.

You got a backwards way of turning me around.

Don’t worry now ‘cause we will build in time,

A future ancient shrine.

I’m not shallow.

I’m not hollow.

I’m not easy.

But I’m a fool.

And what of a fool?

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, make this romance true.

Let’s get together.

Let’s do it soon.

Let’s get together, turn this orange flame blue.

Let’s get together.

Beast

Uh, I know it’s not how it’s supposed to be.

And I know it’s not exactly what they teach.

But is it beast?

Is it beast?

Beast.

Sugar cane, it couldn’t taste so sweet,

Without love and blood and tears and island heat.

But is it beast?

Is it beast?

Beast.

If I was a tailor I would make you a dress.

If I was a sailor I would get you all the bass.

If I was good maybe I could be a priest.

But, girl, I’m just a beast.

Beast.

Demons

Wanted a girl.

I got a vixen.

But she was so lovely.

I wanted a girl.

I got a vixen.

But she was so lovely.

She had spiders in her hair.

She had vultures in her eyes.

She put lust inside my heart.

And demons in my mind.

Hey, guy, look out for one like this.

Beware her pretty face.

Hey, guy, look out for one like this.

Beware her wicked ways.

She had spiders in her hair.

She had vultures in her eyes.

She put lust inside my heart.

And demons in my mind.

Demons in my mind.

Why Don’t You Say

Why don’t you say that you love me.

You’ve got to stop playing games with my mind.

You see it worries all the time.

And I just want to decrease that time.

And you’ve got to stop playing games with my heart.

You see it’s just a not that far,

From breaking,

No matter how close you are.

Why don’t you say that you love me.

How did I end up in prison in my mind?

I guess to love you is a crime.

And for that crime now I’m doing my time.

And you know I can’t, I can’t take it all the time,

You messing with my hear and mind.

So why don’t you love me and waste someone else’s time?

I know he’ll have a heart… But he won’t have mine!

Why don’t you say that you love me.

Do It (Like You Mean It)

You got a heart. You got a pulse. You got some blood in your veins.

You got a thing you want. A way you want that’s inside your brain.

You got to one, two, three time it if at first you don’t get it right.

You got to push it in and pull it out in all kinds of ways.

And if you can’t write it down you’re just gonna have to say.

Well either way…

Either way you’ve got to do it like you mean it.

You got to bleed, bleed, bleed it’s true.

You got to write a song with a wicked tune.

You got to four, five, six time it if you want to keep it new.

You got to put down the controller and just hang up the phone.

You got move on up, up the road.

You got to…

You got to do it like you mean it.

La, La, Love

We don’t have many things to speak of.

No possessions. No jewels.

But we’ve got something.

Yes we’ve got something.

Oh, we’ve got la, la, love.

Yes, we’ve got la, la, love.

I don’t need a car.

Because my girl ain’t far.

Yes, we’ve got something.

You know we’ve got something.

Oh, we’ve got la, la, love.

Yes, we’ve got la, la, love.

I brought her a flower dead a bear.

Because that’s all that I could find.

She wept and told me:

“This flower is on one’s but mine.”

Oh, we’ve got la, la, love.

Yes, we’ve got la, la, love.

She Got A Love (Like Paradise)

Ooooooooooooo…

Mmm I want her name carved in my skin.

She got a love like paradise.

She got a love like paradise.

She got a love like paradise when she loves.

Mmm she wants my face etched in a mountain.

She got a love like paradise.

She got a love like paradise.

She got a love like paradise when she loves.

Ooooooooooooo…

Scream

I’ll only scream,

At the top of my lungs,

If the scene is right,

Then I’ll scream.

Bullet Called Love

I’m a little sundae we should meet up one day.

If you got a spoon well good for you.

And gun out of the holster. Woman come on over.

If you bring the sun I’ll bring the moon.

‘Cause I would love you always. I would love you always, always, all ways.

Well, it’s true.

It’s you.

I got a bullet called love for you.

And I do,

If you do,

I got a bullet called love.

A bullet called love,

A bullet called love for you.

Hey you little sundae we should meet up one day.

When I get a spoon I’ll come for you.

And gun out of the holster. Woman come on over.

If you bring the sun I’ll bring the moon.

‘Cause I would love you always. I would love you always, always, all ways.

Well, it’s true.

It’s you.

I got a bullet called love for you.

And I do,

If you do,

I got a bullet called love.

A bullet called love,

A bullet called love for you.

Ooo… Ahh…

Only one thing comes to my mind when I think of you.

Girl, mmm, ahh, ooo, ahh, ooo.

Ah, that’s what I think of you.

Ooo… Ahh…

Ask me if I want you.

Ask me if I want to.

Ask me, ask me, ask me do.

Ah, you know I do.

Ooo… Ahh…

Ooo… Ahh…

Attacked By A Panther

Here goes a story and it may not seem to you that it matters.

But in the jungle of romance no man escapes his handler.

It’s the little things, little things, little things.

The little things, brittle things, pretty things.

That blow your mind and once you know them you will stay ever after.

I was attacked by a panther.

I tried to run she was just running faster.

I was attacked by a panther.

Attack, attack, attack-ed by a panther.

Well, are you listening and a seeing what a I am a saying?

You get the magnitude of the price I am currently paying?

It’s the little things, little things, little things.

The little things, brittle things, pretty things.

That blow your mind and once you know them you will stay ever after.

Yeah, she got me (umm hmm.)

And I admit that I cried,

When I succumbed to her stride,

And I saw what her claws could do.

Like claws but fingers,

And the scent of a girl.

Like fur but hair,

Maybe straight, maybe curled.

Like eyes of steel,

To which I gladly succumb.

Like the speed of a panther.

Ah, man. Here she comes.

I was attacked by a panther.

I tried to run she was just running faster.

I was attacked by a panther.

Attack, attack, attack-ed by a panther.

The Best Of Me

No gold or silver,

Grecian pillars.

I guarantee I will always be late.

Sand and ocean,

Jagged motion.

I must confess I could always be down.

But for you I will try,

For as long as I can,

To give the best of me.

The best of me.

You impress in your Friday night dress.

But though I am here I am also away.

Conversations: your instigation.

It won’t seem as though I give a goddamn.

But please understand,

I’ll give you all that I can.

You’ll get the best of me.

The best of me.

(Enter girl who picks up from the floor a ring that was previously thrown to the ground.)