1. |
Fat Maria
04:11
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Oh Fat Maria, she is a total bitch
She be close and sweet for a minute
Then drag her teeth across your skin
Oh Fat Maria
Yeah Fat Maria
Fat Maria
Oh shy Maria
She makes you want that thing
She’ll put ass in the air for you to pet it
And then you hear yourself scream
Oh shy Maria
Yeah shy Maria
Shy Maria
Oh playful Maria
Teasing you with green, green eyes
Only half open, drowsy
But you can still see her lies
Lies, lies, lies, Lies
Oh needy Maria
She wants to take your man
And she’ll let him hold her in your face
Anytime that she can
Oh needy Maria
Needy Maria
Need me, Maria
Fat, shy, playful, needy Maria
Fat, shy, playful, need me Maria
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2. |
Babies
02:17
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Oh babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
Yeah, no they don’t make you
That’s for sure
They need you when you need something
They want you when you’ve got nothing
They don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure…
No, babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure
No, no they don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
Yeah, no they don’t make you
That’s for sure
They press themselves to your breast
They cry for you when you’re distressed
They don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure…
No, babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure
No, no they don’t make you, that’s for sure… No.
No, babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
Yeah, no they don’t make you
That’s for sure
They call out when you’re done with life
Wishin’ you were not a wife
They don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure
No, babies don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure
No, no they don’t make you
That’s for sure
No, that’s for sure
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3. |
Smelted
04:06
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She wakes up Sunday mornin’
And wobbles out of bed
She rubs out the dream world - your mama’s still dead she said,
out loud somehow
She drags herself to the shower
And force a bite to eat
She hikes purse over shoulder
Put steps to feet, steps to feet
Well, Daddy is waiting on me
One million things to do
Well, older doesn’t mean more capable
And the sun glistens in the dew
Well, I’m strong as a boulder crashing
I’m business first, someone has to…
Do what I gotta do
What I gotta do
Yeah, once it’s all over
Once mama’s laid to rest just so…
Well, papers are signed and flowers start dying
She stays till every other soul has gone
No sense moving on
I’m not moving on
Moving on
One night much later
One night of dark blue
The weight on her shoulders melts
And the stars melt with her, too
The stars melt with her, too
Melt with her, too
The stars melt with her, too
And her weeping, it trembles low
Her whole body shakes
“What am I gonna do without you?”
And the stars melt with her, too
And the stars melt with her, too
Melt with her, too
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4. |
Outro
00:25
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One, two buckle my shoe
Three, four, shut the door
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Tan Mala Austin, Texas
Austin rock band Tan Mala consists of Justin Allen (bass), Vanessa Marroquin (vocals), Jud Wells (drums), and Andy
Espenscheid (guitar).
While their sound is clearly a homage to ‘90s guitar rock, the members’ diverse musical tastes peek through in prog, punk, and even cumbia-influenced tracks.
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