Jook Bourke
Just A Minute
© 2007 Jook Bourke
All Music and Lyrics By Jook Bourke
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| Track 1 - Hot Pepper Sauce |
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| Track 2 - Just A Minute |
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| Track 3 - Nobody Can Do What I Can Do |
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| Track 4 – Reach Out |
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| Track 5 - It's A Hurricane |
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| Track 6 - I Need To Get Home |
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| Track 7 - Sometimes I Need To Feel This Way |
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| Track 8 - This Ain't Where I belong |
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| Track 9 - Area Code 212 |
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| Track 10 - Somebody's Calling |
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| Track 11 - Boca Raton |
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| All Tracks in MP3 - Full CD |
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1. Hot Pepper Sauce
2. Just A Minute
3. Nobody Can Do What I Can Do
4. Reach Out
5. It's A Hurricane
6. I Need To Get Home
7. Sometimes I Need To Feel This Way
8. This Ain't Where I Belong
9. Area Code 212
10. Somebody's Calling
11. Boca Raton
Hot Pepper Sauce
Hot peppers sauce will fix about anything
How else do you explain, how the buffalo lost their wings
I like it hot, hot
Hot, hot
Yea, hot pepper sauce, that’s the way to go
Hot peppers sauce is the cure for anything that’s bland
But never rub your eyes, if you get it on your hands
Cause it’ll burn you
It’ll burn you
Oh yea, hot pepper sauce, I just want some more
Jalapeno, that’s pretty good stuff
Red Tabasco, it’s more than good enough
Habanera, now were playing rough
Hot pepper sauce, that’s the way to go
Jalapeno, that’s pretty good stuff
Red Tabasco, it’s more than good enough
Habanera, now were playing rough
Hot pepper sauce, that’s the way to go
Hot pepper sauce I just want some more
I like it hot, hot
Hot!
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Just A Minute
Just a Minute, yea, that’s all I want from you
Just a minute of your time I’m sure
I’m sure will chase away my blues
Just a minute, yea, to sit and watch you smile,
And to listen to your voice and touch your hands
Look into your eyes a little while
Life has become so complicated, and out of control
No matter how hard I try
When I lose faith I just need, to stand by your side
And I believe again
Just a minute, yea, that’s all I want from you
Oh, just a minute to wash away my blues, yea
Oh, just a minute will do
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Nobody Can Do What I Can Do
There ain't nobody, do what I can do There ain't nobody, do what I can do Nobody in the doggone the world can do I can do
There ain’t nobody, see what I can see Yea, There ain’t nobody, been with you as long as me Nobody in the doggone world can see what I can see
Ooo, you get up in the morning and sit up in bed Moaning something about coffee with your hands held to your head To me you lookin just fine, but to you, you look like a wreck
There ain’t nobody, see what I can see There ain’t nobody, see what I can see The way look to yourself ain’t the way you look to me
There ain’t nobody been through what we been through
There ain’t nobody been through what we been through
Nobody in the world can see you like I do, yea
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Reach Out
Don’t know if I believe in angels that come down from the sky
But I believe in angels, cause I’ve known some in my life
You can always tell an angel even though they don’t have wings
There’s a kindness in their smile, they don’t care much about worldly things
And they reach out, nobody stands alone
And they reach out, no one does it on their own
Yea, they reach out, reach out
The sick, the fallen, the hungry and the lame,
The powerless, the weak the tortured and insane.
If you want to meet an angel, go to where misfortune is
Cause angels know they always get back more than they can give.
And reach out, nobody stands alone
And they reach out, no one does it on their own
Yea, they reach out, reach out
You can always spot an angel, you don’t have to be a spy
They may not have two wings but they do know how to fly
It’s not hard to be an angel you really don’t need to have wings
Just give yourself to someone in need, in return don’t ask a thing
You’ve got to reach out, nobody stands alone
You’ve got to reach out, cause no one can do it all on their own
You’ve got to reach out, reach out
Come on and reach out, no one can do it all on their own
You’ve got to reach out, nobody really can stand alone
You’ve got to reach out, reach out
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It's A Hurricane
It’s like a freight train and we’re caught up in it’s light
But it’s a hurricane that’s got us in it’s sights
Time to pack up our belongings find a place to hunker down tonight
It’s a hurricane so big there ain’t no place to run
Doesn’t matter anyway, cause all the gasoline is gone
They even stopped selling alcohol, and all the churches have shutdown
Well I’m telling you honey I’ve seen the damage that these things can do
Yea I went down to the beach and huffed and puffed until my face was blue
Couldn’t blow out to sea it’s going to go just what it wants to
Yea, It’s a hurricane, could make a category five
Yea, I ain’t a praying man, but if it’ll help I’ll give it a try
Still in the outer bands but the airport have closed to all flights
Yea, they give these things such friendly names like Donna, you know that just ain’t right
Retire names just like football jerseys, if their damage is of sufficient size
Yea, there ain’t no beauty in these beasts, they growl and only have one eye
It’s a hurricane
Yea, it’s a hurricane and it’s starting to bear down
Just like a freight train hauling damage into to town
Don’t want meet it at the station, in fact I don’t want to be around
Yea, it’s a hurricane
Yea, a hurricane
It’s a hurricane
It’s a hurricane
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I Need To Get Home
I need to get home
I’m so far away
There’s some kind of trouble
And I can’t help you from this place
I need to touch your face
And know that you are alright
Yea, I tried to call
But I can’t get a line
You know it’s all I can do
Just to keep from crying
I need to touch your face
And know that you are alright
I don’t know what’s happening
There’re no planes in the sky
It’d take weeks to walk it
I just have to find a ride
I need to touch your face
And know that you are alright
I need to get back home
I need to know you’re safe
I need to touch your face
And know that you’re alright
I need to get back home
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Sometimes I Need To Feel This Way
Sometimes I fell like I’m at the top of my game
Hit everything I shoot don’t even have to aim
Right now I don’t have too much to say
Sometimes I just need to feel this way
I don’t need a doctor I’m gonna be just fine
I don’t need a CATScan, X-Ray or MRI
Right now my mind is just a million miles away
Sometimes I just need to feel this way
Gotta learn to win, gotta learn to lose
And everything’s gonna change, nobody can change that rule
The sun don’t shine on every single day
And sometimes I’m just gonna feel this way
I know you want to fix everything that’s wrong
But I’ll be just fine when the rooster crows at dawn
I ain’t got nothing but some low down misery
And sometimes it’s gonna get the best of me
Sometimes I fell like I’m at the top of game
Hit everything I shoot don’t even have to aim
Right now I don’t have too much to say
Sometimes I just have to feel this way
Sometimes I just need to feel this way
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This Ain't Where I Belong
Well I’m telling you momma, this ain’t where I belong
There’s no place for here, this ain’t where I belong
All the coal mines have shut down, steel mills are laying off
You know I’ll be strong, Daddy taught he me his ways
I won’t come to no harm. Daddy taught he me his ways
And I swear to you Momma, I’m gonna be back some day
Oh lord please tell me, will I see them all again
Oh lord please tell me, I’ll see them all again
Don’t want to leave this old house, but I just can’t become a burden
Open your eyes Momma, please open your eyes for me
It’s been so many years Momma, please open your eyes for me
I’m right here by your side, just want your eyes to see
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Area Code 212
Gonna change my address, and start out new
Moving into area code 212
Manhatan, that has a nice ring
If I ‘d only gotten here sooner
24 bucks could bought the whole thing
New York
LES, yea, Lower East Side
Sixth floor apartment with a view of the skyline
Looking at the city, still amazed at my luck
When I Got a 120 dollar ticket, on the moving truck
Yea, New York it’s a walking city
Get free entertainment just by strolling around
Low on cash, I put a coffee on my card, It came with cream, sugar and a twenty dollar minimum charge
Now I got a job smack dab in the middle of time square
I sold my old car, for a couple years of subway fare
Start working each day at eight, I’m always staying late
It’s true what they say, there’s more hours in a day
In NY, I do feel a little proud
Livin in NY, City, this city she has style
London, Paris, Rome
They all are very fine
But, as for me I think I need to be on Eastern Time
New York, New York
Yea, open day or night
New York, New York , so important that you got to say it twice
Central Park, Lombardi’s, and Mc Sorley’s can always make me smile
I’m liking it in Manhatan, think I’ll stick around a while
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Somebody's Calling
Somebody’s calling, I wonder who
Somebody’s calling, and it might be you
I should have gotten that caller ID, sure sounds like your ring to me
Probably a salesman selling things I can’t use
Feel bad when I hang up, so I’ll buy one or two
I should have gotten that caller ID, sure sounds like your ring to me
Ring number two don’t know if I should pick up
Could be a collection agency
Ring number three and I’m still quite mixed up
But it sure sounds like your ring to me
Somebody’s calling, it’s ring thirteen
I’m such a sucker for a charity
I should have gotten that caller ID,
Sure sounds like your ring to me
Who could be calling to let it ring that long
Must be a collection agency
What if it‘s you, I don’t want to miss that call
And it could be you ringing me
Somebody’s callin, I wonder who
Somebody’s callin and it might be you
Wish I had gotten that caller ID,
I better pickup, hello baby it’s me
Hello sir, how are you this evening
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Boca Raton
Boca Raton, Boca Raton
Boca Raton, Boca Raton
Another winter and my car is broken
It seems to happen all the time
The snow is falling and my feet are frozen
But everything is fine in Boca Raton
Chorus
Nobody drives an old car in Boca
They all got pools in their backyards
There’s nothing cold there but the frozen Mocha’s
And I just got this postcard from Boca Raton
Chorus
It says, I found a place
Where I think I can make all of my dreams come true
Just wanted to let you know
That everything’s real fine here in Boca Raton
Chorus
The snow is falling and the wind is blowing
I’ll never get to work on time
Don’t really care because I got this postcard
Says everything is fine in Boca Raton
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