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Another Lover
03:43
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Another Lover
by Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
You used to love me, yesterday.
Now you left me, you've went away.
I've been searchin', the lonely night through.
Lookin' for another lover like you.
Another lover,
Someone who won't leave me 'lone and blue,
Another lover,
Who can love me like you used to do.
When we met, I lost control.
You hypnotized me, you stole my soul.
You chewed me up, and now you're spittin' me out.
I was a fool, and there's no doubt.
I need a lover,
Someone who won't leave me 'lone and blue,
Another lover,
Who can love me like you used to do.
Love's a gamble, every day.
Get what you give, that's what they say.
You want to leave me. You don't have to linger.
Gave you my ring, you just gave me the finger.
I need a lover,
Someone who won't leave me 'lone and blue,
Another lover,
Who can love me like you used to do.
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It’s The Slide Of Your Size
Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
It’s not the size of your slide it’s the slide of your size
Ain’t no need to get jealous of the other guy’s
Boys you better get hip to this tip to the wise
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
A long time ago it used to be slick
To walk real soft and carry a big stick
But I’m here to remind all you big stick guys
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
All you misters have heard sisters testify
It ain’t the meat it’s the motion that satisfies
I’d like to confirm that notion and dispel the lies
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
All you hicks diggin’ me pick my licks
The way that I slip and glide
If you want all the girls to roll their eyes
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
All you boys, makin’ all that noise
I hope you now realize
Don’t apologize for your merchandise
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
If you listen to the words of this simple song
You know it don’t matter if your length ain’t long
I may be wrong, but I surmise
It’s not the size of your slide. It’s the slide of your size.
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3. |
That Stuff You Got
02:16
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That Stuff You Got
by Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
Hey Mama, with your red dress on
You're makin’ me beg like a dog for a bone
And when you toss your hair and swing your hips
You make me wish I was a kissin’ your ruby red lips
With, that stuff you got
That stuff you got
Makes me act like a fool
And I’m startin’ to drool
For that stuff you got
That stuff you got
Oh mama, when you walk that way
Makes me twist my neck till I just gotta say
You know how to make me feel so damn right
Please tell me that you’re gonna stay all night
With that stuff you got
That stuff you got
You look so sweet
Walkin’ down the street
With that stuff you got
That stuff you got
Oh mama mama you're so fine
Make the boys go crazy standin’ in line
For just one chance to see you smile
Please tell that you're gonna stay for a while
With that stuff you got
That stuff you got
There ain’t nothin’ lackin’
And I love what you’re packin’
That stuff you got
That stuff you got
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4. |
Just Another Passerby
03:35
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Just Another Passerby
by Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
Used to see you
On the street
We would meet
And share moments so sweet
Now you’re not there
Do you still care?
Or are you just another passerby?
We used to play
Give love away
Every day
And say we’d never stray
It’s been so long
Since you’ve been gone
Are you just another passerby?
Love’s always strolling by us
Wanderin’ who knows where
Love seldom seems to find us
Treasure your love affairs
I was naive
To believe
You’d never leave
And now I'm grievin’
I’m so damn blue
Because of you
You’re just another passerby
Love’s always strolling by us
Wanderin’ who knows where
Love seldom seems to find us
Treasure your love affairs
I was naive
To believe
You’d never leave
And now I'm grievin’
I’m so damn blue
Because of you
You’re just another passerby
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5. |
Makin' Bacon
04:35
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Makin’ Bacon
by Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
I used to play on the street for nickels and dimes
Hangin’ with ma homies and havin’ good times
Then a fine lookin’ lady took me by my hand
She said, come on Reggie, woncha be my man
She said I gotta cure for your blues and I ain’t fakin’
I wanna take you home and fry your bacon
She loves makin’ bacon
She loves makin’ bacon
She’ll do everything she can
To make you feel like a man
She said, come on over here honey
Slide your bacon in my pan
She said I’ve had them other boy’s sweet jelly rolls
They’d squeeze me and then leave me, blue and all alone
Then she cried, I need a man, cuz I’ve been achin’
And yearnin’ for a big ol’ salty slab of bacon
She’s avoidin’ sweets but she sure loves meat
She fries it nice ‘n’ crispy before she eats
She loves makin’ bacon
She loves makin’ bacon
She’ll do everything she can
To make you feel like a man
She said, come on over here honey
Slide your bacon in my pan
Got to her door round half past two
She was livin’ in a high top split level shoe
She had so many kids to my surprise
Cuz she’d been makin’ bacon with all them other guys
She said come right in, don’t make me beg
I wanna fry your bacon with a couple o’ my eggs
She loves makin’ bacon
Yes, she loves makin’ bacon
She’ll do everything she can
To make you feel like a man
She said come on over here honey
Slide your bacon in my pan
Maybe baby you may be sweet and oh so fine
You might want me to be yours so you can be mine
You may be lookin’ hot ‘n’ sassy with them big fine legs
But I don’t think I want my bacon mixed up with your eggs
I love good cookin’ but I ain’t lookin’, for no breakfast in bed
So, I guess, I’ll be bookin’
She loves makin’ bacon
She loves makin’ bacon
She’ll do everything she can
To make you feel like a man
Come on over here honey
Slide your bacon in my pan
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6. |
Hands Full Of Blues
05:35
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Hands Full Of Blues
by Reggie Miles © 2012 All rights reserved
Got a heart full of heartache, since you said goodbye
Got a life full of troubles, and a worriful mind
I got a pocket full of dreams, and my eyes full of tears
I've had my hands full of blues for years
Got ears full of lies, mirrors full of looks
Got a a voice full of song, a song ful of hooks
Got stories full of rumors, thoughts full of rhymes
‘Bout scratchin’ for a hat full of nickels and dimes
Nights full of tossin’ and turnin’ in bed
Dreams full of nightmares, days full of dread
Got a mind full of mis’ry, my head full of fears
I've had my hands full of blues for years
Got a past full of memories I’d like to forget
I've got a future full of mistakes I ain’t made yet
Got a road full of hazard, a path full of turns
I've got a foot full of lead and a tank full to burn
Got a motor full of muscle, my tranny's full of gears
I've had my hands full of blues for years
Got a pipe full of crack, a bowl full of weed
Got a vein full of smack, a spoon full of speed
A bag full of pills, a needle full of meth
I've got a clip full of bullets, and a barrel full of death
I got a belly full of whiskey to ease the pain
Got a nose full of cocaine drivin’ me insane
Got a bottle full of courage, my fridge full of beers
I've had my hands full of blues for years
I've got a court full of judges, a jury full of peers
I've had my hands full of blues for years
I got lips full of guilt, questions full of whys
I got a sigh full of sorrow, and a tongue full of sighs
I got a soul full of thirst, as last call draws near
I've had my hands full of blues for years
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Reggie Miles Seattle, Washington
A Folk/Blues artist from the US Pacific Northwest
A Songwriter, Singer, Storyteller, Slide Guitarist &
Sawplayer
Earthy vocals, resophonic guitar bottleneckin’ and the rhythmic moans of harmonica combine while foot stompin’ abounds.
Turns recycled trash into "Nobro" resophonic guitars.
An award winning songwriter, composer, recording and performance artist
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