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More Sweet Soul Lyrics
Headaches, handshakes, little blue pills to take
I got my stereo on ten, I’m screaming Connely’s pain
And I want to make it louder, louder, louder, louder
To drown out the sound of the road under the tires
Yeah, I want, I want, I want it, want it x3
Yeah, I want, I want, I want, I want you
Don’t tell me, tell me what I already know
(Dress me up, mess me up, I’m ready to go) x4
Long sighs, sad eyes and twelve hour drives
Ten minutes on the phone it never feels like enough
But I want you to know that I Philly it’s cold
I’m sick with twenty-two days to go
Twenty-one days to go
I count them down but they just get
Longer, longer, longer, longer, longer
And all the hours, they stretch like all the miles
They run together like the thoughts in my head
While I try to remember the last words I said
Don’t tell me, tell me what I already know
(Dress me up, mess me up, I’m ready to go) x4
Don’t tell me, tell me, what I already know x4
Yeah I want to, yeah I want to go
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Submitted by
iwannabeinjfc On Apr 27, 2002
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I LOVE PGMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! catching them with alkaline trio in a few weeksss whooooot.
hey, me too! (going to see them w/ alk3)
I'm guessing the name in the song is actually Conley (not Connely), as in Arthur Conley. Arthur Conley was an R&B singer in the 1960s that released an album called More Sweet Soul.