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Re-worked version of a song submitted last month by Rebsie... New vocal; new mix; a few minor changes. Thanks for suggestions to those who made them.
- Rebsie: vocals
- William: vocals, mandolin, violin, tin whistle, PETI harmonium, GB bass and drums.
- Doris: revolving
- Rebsie: vocals
- William: vocals, mandolin, violin, tin whistle, PETI harmonium, GB bass and drums.
- Doris: revolving
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Lyrics
Despite her second class degree
In English and philosophy
She works the till at HMV
And dreams that some day she could be
Something better
Something wonderful
She spots this guy who casually
Flicks through the racks at A to B
He winks at her and smiles as he
grabs an Alabama 3
Off the shelf
Slips it in his shirt
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
So after work she leaves the store
And he is waiting by the door
Like he knows that he's going to score
She walks past and tries to ignore
that cocksure look
But he calls after
The club is empty; the dj
Plays This Year's Love by David Gray
You want to dance; he says no way
He doesn't have that much to say
But in the dark
His arm slips round her
Chorus
She works the till at HMV
And dreams of petty larceny
The way he was lightfingeredly
As she sells the next cd
Black Eyed Peas
14.99
She works the till at HMV
And sometimes, just occasionally
When she's sure that no one can see
She takes a disc by Bloc Party
off the shelf
Slips it in her bag
Chorus
Easy come easy go x 4
In English and philosophy
She works the till at HMV
And dreams that some day she could be
Something better
Something wonderful
She spots this guy who casually
Flicks through the racks at A to B
He winks at her and smiles as he
grabs an Alabama 3
Off the shelf
Slips it in his shirt
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
La la la la la la lightfingers
La la lal la la light fing-ers
So after work she leaves the store
And he is waiting by the door
Like he knows that he's going to score
She walks past and tries to ignore
that cocksure look
But he calls after
The club is empty; the dj
Plays This Year's Love by David Gray
You want to dance; he says no way
He doesn't have that much to say
But in the dark
His arm slips round her
Chorus
She works the till at HMV
And dreams of petty larceny
The way he was lightfingeredly
As she sells the next cd
Black Eyed Peas
14.99
She works the till at HMV
And sometimes, just occasionally
When she's sure that no one can see
She takes a disc by Bloc Party
off the shelf
Slips it in her bag
Chorus
Easy come easy go x 4
Komrade K
This is still a great song (indeed all your songs are). I've just had a
quick listen to the first version and the main difference I can pick up is
that Mando's vocals are more up front (and a bit stronger - have you
done another take?) On the first take they were a bit weedy so this has
addressed my main production concern. I was still skipping around
the house to this so it definitely hasn't lost anything by being
reworked.
You should try and release this on a single - it's very radio friendly
without being at all bland. It's the sort of thing brickies up and down
the country would be whistling within a week of its release!
And you've got a track you can constantly update to include mention of
the bands of the day (if there are any that rhyme of course)!