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Jesse (Letra)

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Oh jesse, you better start thinkin’ about saving your neck
Oh jesse, you put on that leather jacket like you put on respect
You got cleats on your boots and a woman who shoots everytime you shuffle out the stage door
And darling jesse, do you know what its all for?
Ah jesse, your manager brought by them eight by ten glossies of your band
Oh jesse, he says you wear cross around your neck and come on with nails in your hands
With your insides showing and your new york band blowin’ them old chicago blues
Ah jesse, can’t you see you’re the one jesse
Ah sonny, this time its you
Well jesse, your child is slobbering all over your pants
And jesse, your wife has fallen into a trance
She’s got eyes that tell no lies
She’s seen so many wars
Ah be a good boy jesse, tell her she don’t have to look no more.
Well jesse, he knows all the tricks to get the crowd reeling
Oh and jesse, ya he rocks ‘em with that old soul feeling
And he walks off the stage in a self-adoring haze
And gets shoved right out the door
Whoa jesse, can’t you see now boy that that’s what its all about jesse
Not even time to do that old played out encore
Whoa jesse

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Jesse (Letra)

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(carly simon/mike mainieri)

Oh mother, say a prayer for me
Jesse’s back in town, it won’t be easy
Don’t let him near me
Don’t let him touch me
Don’t let him please me

(chorus)
Jesse, i won’t cut fresh flowers for you
Jesse, i won’t make the wine cold for you
Jesse, i won’t change the sheets for you
I won’t put on cologne
I won’t sit by the phone for you

Annie, keep reminding me
That he cut out my heart like a paper doll
Sally, tell me once again
How he set me up just to see me fall

Chorus

Jesse, quick come here
I won’t tell a soul
Not even myself
Jesse, that you’ve come back to me
My friends will all say "she’s gone again’
But how can anyone know what you are to me
That i’m in heave again because you’ve come back to me – oh jessie!

Jesse, i’ll always cut fresh flowers for you
Jesse, i’ll always make the wine cold for you
Jesse, i can easily change my mind about you
And put on cologne
And sit by the phone for you

Jesse, let’s open the wine
And drink to the heart
Which has a will of it’s own
My friends, let’s comfort them
They’re feeling bad
They think i’ve sunk so low

Jesse, i’ll always cut fresh flowers for you
Jesse, i’ll always make the wine cold for you
Jesse, i will change the sheets for you
Put on cologne
And i will wait by the phone for you – oh jesse!

Jesse (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

He found a letter.
Someone had slipped it under the door.
Said i gotta tell you something,
I never told no one before.
I know it sounds crazy.
I can hardly bring myself to say,
But the feeling is oh so strong now,
I can’t hold out another day.
I hope you can take it said that way.
When i say,
I wanna fuck you, jesse.
I wanna fuck you, jesse.
I wanna fuck you ‘cause i got the right
To love a man whose stupid, ugly, and white.
I wanna say "fuck you," jesse helms.

She got a message,
Just another beep on the message machine.
Said i feel so guilty,
I think it’s time that i come clean.
I thought i knew better.
I thought i had chosen the proper words to say.
I wanted to be so honest.
Tell you a story you’ve never heard,
Now that i finally got the nerve.
I wanna fuck you, tipper.
I wanna fuck you, tipper.
‘cause you showed me that
Things are still the same.
Everybody’s parents turn out lame.
I wanna say "fuck you," tipper gore

He heard her crying,
But he couldn’t make out a word she said.
She was alone and frightened.
She was wishing she was dead.
She knew it was hopeless.
He was way up there, and she was way down here.
Still she called his name out
In a voice that was loud and clear.
She said i know it sounds so weird,
But i wanna fuck you, johnny.
I wanna fuck you, johnny.
I wanna hold you down
And fuck you while you squirm
And force you to bring that thing to term.
I wanna say "fuck you," john paul ii.

Got to say "fuck you" tipper gore.
Just got to say "fuck you" jesse helms.

Jesse (Letra)

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Jesse’s in a new low rider outside frank’s drive-in
He’s there with juanita and the gang but nodding out again
Jesse you’re a fool to yourself
‘cause you won’t stop
You can’t take it with you
Jesse you’re losing yourself
Ooh….don’t be a fool again
There may not be a next time
Ooh….don’t be a fool again…jesse

Jesse, there’s a whole world out there
That you can’t ignore
But nickel bags and chrome-lined cars
Is that all that you are?
Jesse, you can’t get their respect if you don’t stop
You don’t even want to
Jesse, you’re losing yourself

Ooh….don’t be a fool again
There may not be a next time
Ooh….don’t be a fool again…jesse

Jesse’s in a new low rider outside frank’s drive-in
He’s there with juanita and the gang but nodding out again
Jesse you’re a fool to yourself
‘cause you won’t stop
You don’t even want to
Jesse you’re losing yourself

Ooh….don’t be a fool again
There may not be a next time
Ooh….don’t be a fool again…jesse

Ooh….don’t be a fool again
There may not be a next time
Ooh….don’t be a fool again…