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Steppin' Out
02:47
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tell your mama and your papa too
tell ‘em what we’re gonna do
gonna tap into a real live wire
gonna jump into the fire
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
and we won’t be back ‘til Sunday afternoon
tell your brother and your sister too
it ain’t old and it ain’t new
everybody’s got a wig to flip
on the road or on a trip
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
and we won’t be back ‘til Sunday afternoon
tell your teacher and your preacher too
even tell the men in blue
we’re not gonna murder, steal or rape
this is just a great escape
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
we’re steppin’ out
and we won’t be back ‘til Sunday afternoon
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Thank You for Caring
02:05
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I should have seen right from the start that things would fall apart
It wasn’t hard for me to spot that you weren’t thinking with your heart
That through it all you never felt a thing
But thank you for caring enough to pretend to care about me
I thought I saw you blink once as you looked into my eyes
And the way you fought those tears back when you said that you wouldn’t cry
Showed that you were not ill at ease
But thank you for caring enough to pretend to care about me
You didn’t have to try so hard to pretend
With all the little things you told your friends
And the way you whispered dear
When you knew I wouldn’t think you’d know I’d overhear
Most of all I’d like to thank you for that parting shot
When you said I’d never meant a thing, well you know that meant a lot
It made it all so very plain to see
That you still care enough to pretend not to have cared about me
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Headache in My Heart
04:12
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I’m bored by every passing day
I don’t expect that you would understand
unless you know my mind
in dreams I’m half a world away
I don’t expect that you would understand
unless you’re of my kind
here’s to the myth I’m burdened with
a headache in my heart, a heartache in my head
a dancer on my grave, cadavers in my bed
an ink stain on my soul and poison in my pen
a headache in my heart again
I’m drinking from a dirty cup
I don’t expect that you would understand
unless you’ve known this doubt
the bills are really piling up
I don’t expect that you would understand
unless you’ve gone without
I pretended not to notice
everything was going wrong
I pretended not to notice
but I knew it all along
but I knew it all along
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Rubberstamp Records is a DIY indie record label based in the Saint Louis, MO area and helmed by local music scene veteran Brian Andrew Marek.
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