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Lookin' At You
04:25
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Lookin’ At You
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2011
Late at night and I’m awake
I can hear the horses shake
There’s somethin’ in the air
But that’s alright
Trucks come in from out of town
Changin’ gears and slowin’ down
They must be at the overhead by now
It’s so easy to say
You can do anything
Nothin’ will stand in your way
The other guys were good at sport
And even on the tennis court
The balls don’t come my way
But that’s alright
Girls come in to watch them play
Get in their cars and drive away
They must be at the overhead by now
It’s so easy to say
You can do anything
Nothin’ will stand in your way
Got myself a box and strings
Made up words and tried to sing
Sometimes it goes wrong
But that’s alright
Won some wars and lost some friends
Some things break and never mend
I still don’t make no sense of it at all
It’s so easy to say
You can do anything
Nothin’ will stand in your way
I try to walk straight and true
When the road falls away
I’m looking at you
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2. |
Bali Moon
04:40
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Bali Moon
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
Underneath the Bali Moon, we were waitin’ for the change
Yesterday was static, now we’re happy that you’re out of range
Pullin’ rabbits out of hats, you made a monkey out of me
You got a memory like an elephant stuck back in the 70s
I could end up in your place
On top of a blue lagoon
underneath the Bali moon
I was sittin’ with Marlene, eatin’ lunch at Bar Luna
She had gado-gado, I just had the same old tuna
Through a maze of leafy green I saw the outline of a face
Like a man chasin’ shadows, but I reckon he was bein’ chased
Watch him pogo up the hill, then he’s starin’ at my plate
Marlene’s getting’ smitten with six fluffy chickens as she waits
I could end up in your place
Whistlin’ some cracked tune
underneath the Bali moon
When you were young and you were strong, they took possession of your heart
Now you’re runnin’ ‘round in circles, don’t know how to stop or where to start
Now I gotta walk away, guess I’ll see you down the track
You got the gods on your side, the demons at your back
I could end up in your place
High above a blue lagoon
underneath the Bali moon
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Becky
03:22
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Becky
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2011
Becky, I don’t know what to say
Don’t wanna go public, but I figure
The way things are goin’
there’s only a few people are gonna hear this anyway
I love you, you know I always will
And the other two beautiful girls
I miss them still
I could write you a letter
But I’m hopin’ this is all I have to do
To get a message to you
Oh Becky, how’s it goin’ down south?
‘cos I got an SMS sayin’ nothin’s really changed
and you’re still livin’ hand to mouth
So tell me, are you really happy?
I know you can be strong, you can get from day to day
But I’m hopin’ that somehow you can find a way
‘cos we all get a little bit sad
and life can be so bad
you gotta look for the light
to make everything alright – alright?
Oh Becky, now I’ve got another life
Yeh, I’m a lucky guy
But I’m always choosin’ women
Who say they never want to be my wife
Oh Becky, I don’t know what to say
Well we broke up a happy home
And now they’re out on their own
Half way around the world
But I still love all you beautiful girls
And the only thing that I can do
Is send my love to you
Oh Becky, I don’t know what to say.
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4. |
Love To Be Like This
03:22
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Love 2B Like This
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
I love to be like this
Layin’ back in a state of bliss
Just the two of us
I love to be like this
Stay at home in your caravan
Just because I can
Get the mornin’ papers and a bottle of capers for you
I’m makin’ crepes, the kitten’s sleepin’ in my shoe
I love to be like this
Lay my bets and then fate will twist
And we all fall down
I wait for mornin’ light
Two more hours and I’ll be alright
You’ll wake up and say
“Did you sleep ok baby?
I love to be lazy with you
So come back to bed
Just lay down your head
for a minute or two”
I love to be like this
Slumberland kills with one soft kiss
And we all fall down
I love to be with this
Layin’ low in your caravan
Just because we can
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5. |
Too Hot For Kissin'
04:18
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Too Hot 4 Kissin’
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2009
Shoeshine boy chasin’ me
“Mister, mister, shoeshine please”, so I sit down
Paper boy turns up quick
“You buy paper, take your pick”, so I do
We get talkin’ ‘bout the weather
He says “man, that’s real fine leather”
Find myself watchin’ the street
Wish I could lay down under the sheets
Wastin’ time countin’ sheep
Too hot for kissin’ and it’s way too hot to sleep
I got stuck in Ho Chi Minh
Some typhoon hemmed us in, could be worse
Sky collapses, cats & dogs
I’m barefeet, you’re in clogs, but that’s alright
Try to keep it together
With all this talk ‘bout the changin’ weather
When I got back to Darwin city
I missed the Asian girls so pretty, but I’ll survive
Now the buildup’s comin’ on
Last year I said “I’ll be gone”, but I’m still here
Getting’ by on the music
Somehow I’m getting’ used to it
Makin’ rhymes, some I’ll keep
Too hot for kissin’ and it’s way too hot to sleep
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6. |
Baby's Gone
03:15
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Baby’s Gone
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
Baby’s gone, she’s real gone
Get her on the telephone
Tell her that I want to get her home now
Baby’s gone, she’s real gone
Gonna have a heart attack
Tell her that I want her back now
I’m so bad, she’s real sad
Tried not to fool around
With every single girl in town
Baby’s gone, she’s real gone
Get her on the telephone
Tell her that I want her home now
Love is like an open wound
You’ll wind up in hell real soon
You can only fake it for so long
But you won’t shake it on your own
Baby’s gone far away
Try to talk some sense into her
She don’t hear a thing I say
Baby’s mad, she’s real mad
Everybody knows
there’s a reason why she feels so bad
Love is like an open wound
You’ll wind up in hell real soon
I thought we had something strong
But she said “Honey – you’re so wrong!”
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7. |
Lazy Susan
04:09
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Lazy Susan
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
Lazy Susan, when you gonna settle down?
I remember when you were just a girl
Dressed in every colour, just in case you missed a few
Your lipstick traces in all the wrong places, your lonesome blues
All your life, waitin’ for the perfect guy
Lazy Susan, I hate to see a woman cry
Lazy Susan, underneath your eiderdown
When the rains come, you’re movin’ to another town
Pretty in your powder blue holden, your sunnies and two-tone shoes
Your long tall stories of faded glories, your lonesome blues
All your life, waitin’ for the man to come
Lazy Susan, I can tell you’re not that dumb
Lazy Susan, forgive me if I seem to be rude
At the drive-in I was just an interlude
All that back-seat action, with anyone you’d choose
Your party dresses and hot caresses, your lonesome blues
All your life, I could never tell what’s real
Lazy Susan, you’re caught in some crazy deal
All your life, you’re sadder than a circus clown
Lazy Susan, when you gonna settle down?
All that back-seat action, I miss it like a birthday cake
Lazy Susan, I don’t wanna see you break.
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Promise
04:15
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Promise
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2009
When you told me you could only belong to yourself, I knew you lied
But I believed you, I just had to go down that road, the lonely guy
Sleepin’ alone every night, don’t feel quite right
She’s a traveler, she’s a woman so restless and wild, makes me smile
Flies her own plane, through the cold rain, roamin’ with the birds, never stops
Sleepin’ alone every night, don’t feel quite right
If only I knew how to be free like her
Daytimes I don’t feel so bad
Don’t seem to miss all the good times we had
If somethin’ don’t change I’ll have to go
Nothin’s forever I promise, I promise
When you told me you were goin to ride your motorbike, out of here
I was jealous, wondered why I hadn’t thought of it first, and wasted all that time
Sleepin’ alone every night, don’t feel quite right
If only I knew how to be free like her
And nothin’s forever for sure
So don’t ask for more than a promise
don’t ask for more than a promise
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9. |
Not Responsible
02:44
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Not Responsible
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2009
I’m not responsible for you
And all the dumb things you do
If you betray my trust
You won’t see me for dust
When you get in a muddle and you fall in a puddle
And you make a mess of everything
I’m stuck in the middle like a cat on a fiddle
Waitin’ ‘till the fat lady sings
But you’re blind as a bat and deaf as a post
And your rules are always bent
You don’t hear a thing ‘cos you don’t really listen
You’d talk under wet cement
Well it’s not so funny when you call me honey
but you really wanna wring my neck
you’re checkin’ my pockets for any kind of docket
but you tell me that you never check
you’re lookin’ for the evidence to show I’m cheatin’ on you
but I’m not stupid, won’t fool with cupid
I don’t want anyone new
You’re dumb as they come and thick as a brick
But I love you just the same
When I’m up in the hills you’re runnin’ up bills
And I’m the one who’s gonna end up payin’
I’m lookin’ for the evidence to show me where you’ve been
If you want my heart I think you better start
Cleanin’ up your act before the rot sets in
If you don’t change I’ll sue
I’m not responsible for you
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10. |
La Di Da Di Da
04:25
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La Di Da Di Da
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
La Di Da Di Da
La Di Da Di Dee
Come over here honey and sit down on my knee
La Di Da Di Da
La Di Da Di Dee
Come a little closer baby, I’ll tell you somethin’ for free
You might think I’m stupid
you know for sure I’m poor
But when you see what I got
you’ll come back for more
I don’t need a hammer
a pickaxe or a saw
‘cos I got the right key
to open up your door
I might be a bumpkin
with hayseed on my shirt
But when you come on over
we’ll be rollin’ in the dirt
I’m sophisticated
in the way that counts
Open up your back door baby
you just watch me pounce
All the boys got big cars
they got big tractors too
But I know you’ll forget them all
when I get big on you
La Di Da Di Dum
La Di Da Di Doo
Sit yourself down and I’ll show you a thing or two
La Di Da Di Doo
La Di Da Di Dum
Look out baby, here I come!
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11. |
Max's Suitcase
03:48
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12. |
Week in Selang
04:25
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Week in Selang
Words & Music Mark Hilton © Copyright 2010
Drivin’ along with the window down
It’s a rollercoaster ride through the bungalows and bars
I think we’re almost there
Never been here before, but it looks like Amed
I’ve seen the pretty pictures, you can smell the salty air
We’ve got a week in Selang
You know I feel so fine, I’m leavin’ workplace politics far behind
I’m lookin’ out to sea, I tell myself that they didn’t have it in for me
Like a new-born babe with an ocean view
Gonna wipe it all out in a day or two
Yeh I can breathe again
No TV news, they don’t even have the internet
All I can do is lay around sleepin’ in the afternoon
Ridin’ along with the wind in my hair
On a green & blue scooter, just a couple of kids
Well that’s the way it seems
You know I feel so fine, got my arms around my baby, she don’t seem to mind
I’m lookin’ out to sea, doesn’t matter if it’s temporary, I feel free.
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Mark Hilton Byron Bay, Australia
Songwriter Troubadour from Australia, touring Vietnam & Europe
Songs that never forget you
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