You Can¡¯t Do Me
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(becker/klein/peyroux)
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You can¡¯t do me, you can¡¯t do me, you can¡¯t do me the way you did before ?
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You can¡¯t do me, you can¡¯t do me, you can¡¯t do me the way you did before ?
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¡¯Cause when you do, and when you do, ¡¯cause when you do, you know I get so blue!
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When you do, and when you do, ¡¯cause when you do, you know I get so blue and I go
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Down like a deep sea diver, out like a Coltrane tenor-man,
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Lost like a Chinese war baby ? gone, gone, gone!
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Blewed like a Mississippi sharecropper, screwed like a high-school cheerleader,
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Tattooed like a popeyed sailorman ? gone, gone, gone!
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I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
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I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
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And for a while, for just a while, for a good long while you¡¯d see me smile, smile, smile
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I¡¯d crawl the seas on my bony knees, no apologies for my brave new style. I wouldn¡¯t go
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Bust like an internet millionaire, boom like a Lebanese belly-dancer,
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Bang like a new year¡¯s firecracker ? gone, gone, gone! I wouldn¡¯t get
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Bent like a rattan rockin¡¯ chair, blanked like a last place also ran,
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Burned like an Arkansas griddlecake ? gone, gone, gone!
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I should have been, I should have been, I should have been a pair of ragged claws.
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And if I was, if I was, if I was then I¡¯d complain no more.
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And for a while, for just a while, for a good long while you¡¯d see me smile, smile, smile.
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I¡¯d crawl the seas, on my bony knees, no apologies for my brave new style.
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I wouldn¡¯t get ?
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Wrecked like a rebel on a racetrack, jacked like a ¡¯51 Cadillac,
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Macked like a bunny in a mansion ? gone, gone, gone!
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Spitooned like an Alabama ¡¯backy wad, harpooned in a Melville sailor yard,
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Cartooned like a Charlie Brown Christmas card ? gone, gone, gone!
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Schooled like a milk money bully whip, sued like a teenage downloader,
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Unglued like a bull in a china shop ? gone, gone, gone!
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Cranked like a speed freak high-roller, yanked like a little league ball swatter,
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Spanked like a fly on a bar counter ? gone, gone, gone!
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Duked like a pistol whipped card swapper, rebuked like a Bible Belt border crosser
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Juked like a payola chart topper ? gone, gone, gone!
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You Can't Do Me
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| Madeleine Peyroux |
