Quinta-feira 5 Jun 2008, 13h:21
Calexico - Tulsa Telephone Book
Have you read any good telephone books lately?
If you ain't, let me recommend one
I've already read that Tulsa telephone book through thirteen times
If you don't know any last names, it ain't much fun
Readin' that Tulsa Telephone Book
Can drive a man insane
Especially if that girl you're lookin' for
Has no last name
I've got to find her and tell her
That I don't want our love to end
So I'm readin' that Tulsa Telephone Book again
I was in Tulsa and didn't have anything going
She lived in Tulsa and didn't have anyting on
She said "My name's Juanita"
I said "My name's J.B."
I awoke the very next morning, and she was gone
All the Tulsa operators know my voice know
They've got to know just how long I've been alone
If you meet a girl named Juanita with some ribbons in her hair
Could you tell her that she's wanted on the phone?
Readin' that Tulsa Telephone Book
Can drive a guy insane
Especially if that girl you're lookin' for
Has no last name
I've got to find her and tell her
That I don't want our love to end
So I'm readin' that Tulsa Telephone Book again
So I'm readin' that Tulsa Telephone Book again
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Tom Waits - Lucinda
Well, they call me William the Pleaser
I sold opium, fireworks and lead
Now I'm telling my troubles to strangers
when the shadows get long I'll be dead
Now, her hair was as black as a bucket of tar
her skin as white as a cuttlefish bone(1)
I left Texas to follow Lucinda
Now I'll never see heaven or home
I made a wish on a sliver of moonlight
A sly grin and a bowl full of stars
Like a kid who captures a firefly
and leaves it only to die in the jar
As I kick at the clouds at my hanging
As I swing out over the crowd
I will search every face for Lucinda's
And she will go off with me down to hell
I thought I'd broke loose of Lucinda
The rain returned and so did the wind
I cast this burden on the god that's within me
and I'll leave this old world and go free
The devil dances inside empty pockets(2)
but she never wanted money or pearls
No, that wasn't enough for Lucinda
She wasn't that kind of girl
Now I've fallen from grace for Lucinda
Whoever thought that hell be'd so low
I did well for an old tin can sailor
but she wanted the bell in my soul
I've spoken the god on the mountain
And I've swam in the Irish sea
I ate fire and drank from the Ganges(3)
and I'll beg there for mercy for me
I thought I'd broke loose from Lucinda
the rain returned and so did the wind
I was standing outside the Whitehorse
Oh but I was afraid to go in
I heard someone pull the trigger
her breasts heaved in the moonlight again
There was a smear of gold in the window
and then I was the jewel of her sin
They call me William the Pleaser
I sold opium, fireworks and lead
Now I'm telling my troubles to strangers
when the shadows get long I'll be dead
Now her hair was a black as a bucket of tar
skin as white as a cuttlefish bone
I left Texas to follow Lucinda
I know I'll never see heaven or home
I know I'll never see heaven or home
I know I'll never see heaven or home