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VERSURI CAMPER VAN BEETHOVEN
| Camper Van Beethoven - All Her Favorite Fruit |
| I drive alone, home from work
And I always think of her
Late at night I call her
But I never say a word
And I can see her squeeze the phone between her
chin and shoulder
And I can almost smell her bre |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Ambiguity Song |
| Everything seems to be up in the air at this time
Everything seems to be up in the air at this time
One day soon, it'll all settle down
Everything seems to be up in the air at this time
All across the |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Borderline |
| I will sing
I will be passed on over now
Take the wheel
Take me down
Let me sleep till we have disappeared
'Cause we're moving from east to west
Across the grey, it's meaningless
On the borderline n |
| Camper Van Beethoven - June |
| Are you weary of the lengthening days?
Do you secretly wish for November's rain?
And the harvest moon top reign in the sky (now
that it's June)
There is nothing in this world more bitter than
Spring
No |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Oh No! |
| I sat on the porch
Listened to the rain
Smoked a cigarette
And counted to ten
Oh no, here it comes again
That funny feeling
Oh no, here it comes again
That funny feeling
One was not serious
And on |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Seven Languages |
| I played this song for my love
But she said to me
It has no meaning at all.
We walked across the park
And I said a word
And we went to the bar
For no reason at all
Well up in the sky
Well I saw a c |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Sometimes |
| Sometimes it seems to me that you don't say what
you mean
You leave me guessing and tying to figure it out
Cuz one and one is two, and two and two is four
But you always leave me asking if there is more |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Still Wishing To Course |
| Wishing in the nightmare, thought's a possibility
Realizing action, courting all the difficulty
To relieve the tensions that strain the
intermediary
Calling it a tryst may be only transitory
Yet feelin |
| Camper Van Beethoven - Surprise Truck |
| Well, some people say
that it's the ice cream truck
But it's not
No, it's not
it's not the magic bus
And it's not one of those family bus'
No, and it's not the ice cream truck
And it's, it's not the |
| Camper Van Beethoven - The Light From A Cake |
| I'm alternating between heavy and light
Between meaning and nonsense
And having a drink
I have counted all the lines on the road
Between here and Los Angeles
That pass straight below
And I'm dreaming |
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