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Go make your next choice be your best choice
And if you’re looking for a boy with a voice, well baby I’m single
Are you in the mood for some dude, are you in the mood to be subdued
Or would you rather just mingle?
Let’s get set then to go then and let us jet set we’ll be like the jetsons
You can be Jane my wife. Should I marry Jane tonight?

I would if I could. I’d do most anything spontaneously.

Or we can keep chilling like ice cream filling
We can cool in the gang if you’d rather hang
Ain’t no thing. I can be lacubrious with you.
I got no ifs ands ors no wits or whats about it
But this place is getting crowded and my house is two blocks away
Or maybe closer

I would if I could. I’d do most anything spontaneously.
You know I would, if I could. I’ll do anything spontaneously.

If you could be nimble, you’d have it simple just like me.
So go on and try it, do not deny yourself your freedom.

So step on up to the plate get a date with mraz
See you better act fast because supplies they never
Now did you knowE this is limited time offer
So go make your mind up before our times up
You better start winding it up because the party’s almost over
(and if you should know girl, go a little bit lower now)

see how I would, if I could. I’d do most anything spontaneously.
You know I would, and I can prove it. I’ll do anything spontaneously.

I’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I’m waiting for my rocket to come
I’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and I’m waiting for my rocket

y’see it started way back in nyc
when i stole my first rhyme from the m.i.c.
at a west end avenue at 63
the beginning of a leap year, february, ’96
with a guitar picked up in the mix
i committed to the licks like a nickel back of tricks
well look at me now
look at me now
look at me now, now, now, now

i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket

well you’re never gonna guess
where i’ve been been been
and i have no regrets
that i bet my whole checking account
because it all amounts to nothing up in the end

well you can only count on the road again
we’ll soon be on the radio dial
and i been payin close attention to the willie nelson style
like a band of gypsies on the highway while
i’m one man pushin’ on the california skyline drive
up the coast mc brag the most
i ’m pickin up my pace and makin time like space ghost
raising a toast to the highway patrol with the most
put my cruise control on coast
with Elsa the dog who exceeds my limitation
i say, i like your style, crazy pound pup!
you need a ride? (*woof*)
well come on, girl, hop in the truck!

i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket to come on
i’m just a curbside prophet
with my hand in my pocket
and i’m waiting for my rocket

see i’m a down home brother, redneck undercover
with my guitar here
i’m ready to play
and i’m s a sucker for a filly
got a natural ability to give the freestyle
look at my flexibility
dangerous at the mike
my ghetto hat’s cocked right
the ladies say, yo, that kid is crazy
the backstage betties taking more than they can get
they say, what’s up with m-r-a-z?

hey, hey, something’s different in my world today
well they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
hey, hey, something’s different in my world today
they changed my traffic sign to a brighter yellow
i’m just a curbside prophet
curbside prophet now
curbside prophet now
curbside
come on, now
curbside prohet
waiting for my rocket to come…

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His after moan though cries oh no
He’s building up a shine but he take it slow
And he knows it time to make a change here And time to get away
And he knows it’s time for all the wrong reasons And time to end the pain
But he sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again
Why don’t we?

She said what would your mother think and how would your father react oh lord
Would he take it all back what they’ve done
No way he said take it, take it and don’t break it with your own two hands
That was my old man and he said
if all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it

oh what a lovely day to have a slice of humble pie
recalling of the while we used to drive and drive here and there
going nowhere but for us, nowhere but for the two of us
and we knew it was time to take a chance here
and time to compromise our lives for awhile
and it was time for all the wrong reasons
but time is often on my side and I give it to you tonight
and we sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again

as time goes by we get a little bit tired waking and baked another Marlboro mile wide
it’s sending the boys on the run in the time in hot summer sun
to swim beneath or over outside as they’re reading between the lines
then they remember the part in the hallmark card where they read about the dreams
and reaching for the stars to hold on a little bit closer to
and they knew it was time, time to take a chance here
time to compromise our little lives for just a little while
and they knew it was time for all the wrong reasons
as time is often on my side and I give it to you, oh boy
and we sleep all, sleep all day, sleep all, we sleep all day over again

She said what would your mother think and how would your father react oh lord
Would he take it all back what they’ve done
No way he said take it, take it and don’t break it with your own two hands
That was my old man and he said
if all is grounded you should go make a mountain out of it

The night.
She brushed her hands upon my flushed cheek
Smelled of childhood remnants of a dusty weeping willow
Clouds soothe, Shredded by the calico
Were oh so vast and quick as I was on my own now.

This time like every other time I believe that I never find
Another sweet little girl with sequined sea foam eyes
Ocean lapping voice smile coy as the brightest quiet span of sky
And I’m all alone again tonight not again, not again, not again.

And don’t it feel allright. and don’t it feel so nice. Lovely.

Still I’m unable to inhale all the riches
As I’m awkward as a wound on my bones
Still I’ve got cobblestone joints and plate glass points
As I’m all by myself tonight not again not againE

And don’t it feel allright. and don’t it feel so nice. Lovely.

Well if you should nervously break down
When its time for the shakedown would you take it
It’s when you cry just a little but you laugh in the middle that you’ve made it
And don’t it feel allright. and don’t it feel so nice.
Lovely.

Say it again. Lovely. So lovely. to do it again
Again. Loving again. It’s coming again.
Lovely.