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We Should Be Together

Written By: Annemarie Scipioni

WE SHOULD BE TOGETHER
Music and lyrics by Annemarie Scipioni

Verse One:
I love you and
You love me, too
And I think that
We should be together

Verse Two:
Don’t you think it’s time that we
Started talking about
Things like this, whoa
Things like this

Like…

Chorus:
When you leave your boxers out
And you talk incessantly at the mouth
It don’t matter what you do
I’m in love with you
Whoa I’m in love with you
I’m in love…

So,

Verse Three:
When I’m forty one
And you…you’re fifty three
And we haven’t the time
Nor the energy to talk
About things like this
To talk…

Well, I’ll still say

Chorus:
When you leave your boxers out
And you talk incessantly at the mouth
It don’t matter what you do
I’m in love with you
Whoa I’m in love with you
I’m in love…

Bridge:
Because, I couldn’t say
What I wanted to say
And everything else would have
Kept me away
And, anyone else would have
Led me astray, but it’s you
It’s you who

Chorus:
Who leaves his boxers out and
Talks incessantly at the mouth
But it don’t matter
What you do
I’m in love with you
Whoa I’m in love with you
I’m in love

Yeah,

Coda:
I love you and
You love me, too
And I think that
We should be together

Yeah we should be together
Together, together, together
Together…

Sugar Box

Written By: Annemarie Scipioni

SUGAR BOX
Music and lyrics by Annemarie Scipioni

Verse One:
Love got lost in the sugar box
And I don’t bake and I don’t mop
And I’m done dada-done with you
Yeah I’m done dada-done with you

Verse Two:
Whiskey drink is on my shelf
Whiskey drink for my health
And I’m done dada-done with you
Yeah I’m done dada-done with you

Chorus:
So whatta you gonna say?
Whatta you gonna say to make me stay?
Whatta you got to prove?
Whatta you got left in this house to lose?
Yeah…

And my love got lost…
Yeah my love got lost…
In the sugar box,
Whoa in the sugar…in the sugar box

Verse Three:
Now all those years
Spent on your throne
Well this time, honey,
You’ll go it alone…

Yeah all those years
Spent on your throne
And this time
Is the last time
Yeah this is the last time…

Chorus:
So whatta you gonna say?
Whatta you gonna say to make me stay?
Whatta you got to prove?
Whatta you got left in this house to lose?
Yeah…

And my love got lost…
Yeah my love got lost…
In the sugar box,
Whoa in the sugar…in the sugar box

Bridge:
Don’t come home
Don’t look in the sugar box
Don’t come home…
Cuz I ain’t alone, no…

Coda:
And my love got lost in the sugar box
And I don’t bake and I don’t mop
And I’m done dada-done with you
Yeah I’m done dada-done with you

Los Angeles

Written By: Annemarie Scipioni

LOS ANGELES
Music and lyrics by Annemarie Scipioni

Verse One:
I went back to my hometown
Called Los Angeles
And I stood out on front porch and Waited for some cute boys
To talk to me

And there you were in the distance
Beneath a pineapple tree
If there are ever such things
In Los Angeles

Verse Two:
So we start talkin’ ‘bout the fishes in the sea
And we get to the good stuff
About the way you left me
About the way you left things in Los Angeles

Chorus:
Do you think we’re
Do you think we’re
Gonna be friends?
Do you think we’re
Do you think we’re
Gonna be friends?

I don’t know
I don’t know
Cuz I think you like me
Yeah, I think you like me
Right now….

It’s kinda funny,
Kinda hard to believe
Like a pineapple tree in Los Angeles
Pineapple trees in Los Angeles…..

Verse Three:
Am I the girl that you speak of?
Am I the girl that you dream of and that you love
When you’re not to constipated or passive or shy
When you’re not too constipated or passive or shy

My oh my
Do you think we should start this again
Oh, honey, we shouldn’t try to be friends….

Bridge:
But would you like to climb my tree?
Would you like to go away with me?
Would you like….
Would you like…
Would you like…….
Los Angeles….?

Verse Four:
So we’re sittin’ in my front porch in Los Angeles
And I’m talkin’ to you and you’re
You’re talkin’ to me

Chorus:
Do you think we’re
Do you think we’re
Gonna be friends?
Do you think we’re
Do you think we’re
Gonna be friends?

I don’t know
I don’t know
Cuz I think you like me
Yeah, I think you like me
And I might like you
Right now….

Finally you say in disbelief
That I’m as tall and blonde and pretty
As any old tree…
Pineapple trees in Los Angeles….

Coda:
Do you think we should try?
Do you think we should start this again
No, honey, we shouldn’t, we shouldn’t
Try to be friends……….