Cornflake Girl - Live In Dallas 11/24/07

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Hey everybody! So thank you for coming out on such a cold freezing night.
 But we wanted you to feel like we were playing in your living room.
 So, in your living room are three most... huh? What now? What'd you say?
 Hold on, let me hear her - what?
 What did he say?
 It's getting hot in here? That's right, honey. That's right.
 Mama forty-four, gonna get hotter ;)
 And some of these most amazing men are in your living room:
 Of course, on drums - Matt Chamberlain.
 To my right, the bassman, this creature - Mr. John Evans.
 To my left, our little punk boy on guitar & many other things, congas, etc. - Mr. Dan Phelps.
 Never was a cornflake girl
 I thought that was a good solution
 Hanging with the raisin girls
 She's gone to the other side
 Giving us the yo heave ho
 Things are getting kind of gross
 And I go at sleepy time
 This is not really
 This, this, this is not really happening, hey
 You bet your life it is
 You bet your life it is
 Oh, you bet your life
 It's a peel out the watchword
 Just peel out the watchword
 She knows she, oh she knows what's going on
 Seems we got a cheaper feel now
 All the sweeteaze are gone
 Gone to the other side
 With my encyclopaedia
 They must have paid her a nice price
 She's putting on her string bean love
 This is not really
 This, this, this is not really happening, hey
 You bet your life it is
 You bet your life it is
 Oh, you bet your life
 It's a peel out the watchword
 Just peel out the watchword
 No, see she, oh she never was a cornflake girl
 I thought that was a good solution, uh yea
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys, my lil girl
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys this time
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys
 Where'd you put the keys
 Where'd you put the keys, girls
 And the man with the -
 Thinks he knows
 He thinks he knows so much, girls
 And the man with the -
 Thinks he knows
 He thinks he knows so much
 And the man with the -
 Thinks he knows
 He thinks he knows so much now
 And the man with the golden gun
 Thinks he knows
 He thinks he knows so
 (Purrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr)
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys, my little girl
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys
 Oh girls, where'd you put the keys this time
 Rabbit, where'd you put the keys, girl
 

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Duration
08:12
Key
7
Tempo
134 BPM

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