Howie Newman
MUSIC, COMEDY and MORE
MUSIC, COMEDY and MORE
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Everybody's Talkin' on the Phone
Everybody’s talkin', yakkin' and a-squawkin'
Everybody’s talkin' on the phone
Everybody’s talkin', gabbin' while they're walkin'
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Walkin' down the street, all the people that I meet
Everyone just has to try it
How about some peace and quiet?
In a car, in a bar, wishin' on a shooting star
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Everybody’s talkin', yakkin' and a-squawkin'
Everybody’s talkin' on the phone
Everybody’s talkin', gabbin' while they're walkin'
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Walkin' down the street, all the people that I meet
Everyone just has to try it
How about some peace and quiet?
In a car, in a bar, wishin' on a shooting star
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
You’re in a fog, you’re in a zone. Are you afraid to be alone?
Over yonder, near and far, yappin' in a subway car
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Elevators, shopping malls, restaurants and concert halls
Conversations left and right, there ain't no relief in sight
You don't really need to shout it and I don’t need to hear about it
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Big in Belgium
My agent hasn't called me in 18 weeks And I really could use a few bucks
If I don't get a gig in a day or two, I’m gonna have to go back to drivin' trucks
It's makin' me crazy, it’s gettin' me down
I can't seem to make any waves in this town
But I'm big in Belgium, I'm loaded with fame
In Brussels, Antwerp and Ghent, they all know my name
They love me in Belgium, over there I'm the man
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium since Steely Dan
All of the critics are so hard to please. The radio stations send back my CDs
The club owners hide when I walk through the door
I can't take this kind of rejection no more
I dream about playing in big sold-out halls
But even my mother won't return my phone calls
I’m the rage in Liege, I'm simply huge in Brugge
A mansion waits for me, overlooking the North Sea
'Cause I'm big in Belgium, I'm loaded with fame
In Brussels, Antwerp and Ghent, they all know my name
They love me in Belgium, over there I'm …
Reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium since Steely Dan
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium ... ever
Skeptical
She was in love, this was the one, sometimes she felt so sure
Everything looked sunny, everything felt so secure
But a little voice inside her said, "Slow down or you’ll get burned"
Indecision lurked at every turn
She was skeptical, she'd been down this road before
So skeptical, but she was peekin' through the door
She was skeptical, had no clue what was in store, but no one ever does
Sometimes it made her crazy, it would consume her every way
She would change her mind five or six times in a day
Her friends said to be careful: "You know not where you go"
But this nagging feeling sure was getting old
She leaned on intuition and looked into her heart
Something deep inside said, "It’s OK, let down your guard"
She closed her eyes and held her breath, threw caution to the wind
She took a chance and I’m sure glad she did
Way Past My Bedtime
The gang's all here, the night is young
It’s time to shake one down
Let's stay out late and celebrate, and head on into town
We've got a lot of money, the cars are filled with gas
All the clubs are open late but I think I’ll have to pass
'Cause it’s way past my bedtime, I should be home by now
There was a time when I'd feel just fine, any way and anyhow
But now those days are over and I'm feeling more serene
A few more years, you'll know just what I mean
My agent called with real good news, a steady gig at last
A hundred bucks plus dinner, everything in cash
But he said, "I gotta warn you, this ain't no matinee
You don’t go on till 10 p.m. Do you think that it’s OK?"
I was feelin' real good but then I got a shock
I looked down at my watch and I said, "Oh my God, it’s 11 o’clock"
It's Friday night, the time is right, the working week is done
The big game's on the tube, let's go and have some fun
We've got a place to crash, we've got a lot of beer
A 56-inch TV, but there’s just one problem here
Drivin' in Boston is Drivin' Me to Drink
Boston is a real nice place, I've lived here most my life
And y'know that I may never leave
But when I get to travelin', my nerves begin unravelin'
'Cause the way these people drive is hard to believe
Drivin' in Boston is drivin' me to drink
I shudder and I shake behind the wheel
The roads are curvin', the cars are swervin'
The whole damn thing is so unnervin'
I just can't help the way I feel
Those traffic lights, they never mind 'em, the red light’s for the guy behind 'im
No one's got the time to wait around
Don’t worry 'bout that car you bought, just don't get hit and don't get caught
And most important of all, don't ever slow down
Watch your step, don't crack it up
If you miss that turn, just back it up
If you don’t like it, you can pack it up and leave
If getting there is half the fun then the other half would have to come
When you try and find a place to put the car
Few things in this life compare to a parking spot in Harvard Square
Especially one that's right near a bar
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Over yonder, near and far, yappin' in a subway car
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Elevators, shopping malls, restaurants and concert halls
Conversations left and right, there ain't no relief in sight
You don't really need to shout it and I don’t need to hear about it
Everybody's talkin' on the phone
Big in Belgium
My agent hasn't called me in 18 weeks And I really could use a few bucks
If I don't get a gig in a day or two, I’m gonna have to go back to drivin' trucks
It's makin' me crazy, it’s gettin' me down
I can't seem to make any waves in this town
But I'm big in Belgium, I'm loaded with fame
In Brussels, Antwerp and Ghent, they all know my name
They love me in Belgium, over there I'm the man
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium since Steely Dan
All of the critics are so hard to please. The radio stations send back my CDs
The club owners hide when I walk through the door
I can't take this kind of rejection no more
I dream about playing in big sold-out halls
But even my mother won't return my phone calls
I’m the rage in Liege, I'm simply huge in Brugge
A mansion waits for me, overlooking the North Sea
'Cause I'm big in Belgium, I'm loaded with fame
In Brussels, Antwerp and Ghent, they all know my name
They love me in Belgium, over there I'm …
Reelin' in the years, stowin' away the time
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium since Steely Dan
I'm the biggest thing in Belgium ... ever
Skeptical
She was in love, this was the one, sometimes she felt so sure
Everything looked sunny, everything felt so secure
But a little voice inside her said, "Slow down or you’ll get burned"
Indecision lurked at every turn
She was skeptical, she'd been down this road before
So skeptical, but she was peekin' through the door
She was skeptical, had no clue what was in store, but no one ever does
Sometimes it made her crazy, it would consume her every way
She would change her mind five or six times in a day
Her friends said to be careful: "You know not where you go"
But this nagging feeling sure was getting old
She leaned on intuition and looked into her heart
Something deep inside said, "It’s OK, let down your guard"
She closed her eyes and held her breath, threw caution to the wind
She took a chance and I’m sure glad she did
Way Past My Bedtime
The gang's all here, the night is young
It’s time to shake one down
Let's stay out late and celebrate, and head on into town
We've got a lot of money, the cars are filled with gas
All the clubs are open late but I think I’ll have to pass
'Cause it’s way past my bedtime, I should be home by now
There was a time when I'd feel just fine, any way and anyhow
But now those days are over and I'm feeling more serene
A few more years, you'll know just what I mean
My agent called with real good news, a steady gig at last
A hundred bucks plus dinner, everything in cash
But he said, "I gotta warn you, this ain't no matinee
You don’t go on till 10 p.m. Do you think that it’s OK?"
I was feelin' real good but then I got a shock
I looked down at my watch and I said, "Oh my God, it’s 11 o’clock"
It's Friday night, the time is right, the working week is done
The big game's on the tube, let's go and have some fun
We've got a place to crash, we've got a lot of beer
A 56-inch TV, but there’s just one problem here
Drivin' in Boston is Drivin' Me to Drink
Boston is a real nice place, I've lived here most my life
And y'know that I may never leave
But when I get to travelin', my nerves begin unravelin'
'Cause the way these people drive is hard to believe
Drivin' in Boston is drivin' me to drink
I shudder and I shake behind the wheel
The roads are curvin', the cars are swervin'
The whole damn thing is so unnervin'
I just can't help the way I feel
Those traffic lights, they never mind 'em, the red light’s for the guy behind 'im
No one's got the time to wait around
Don’t worry 'bout that car you bought, just don't get hit and don't get caught
And most important of all, don't ever slow down
Watch your step, don't crack it up
If you miss that turn, just back it up
If you don’t like it, you can pack it up and leave
If getting there is half the fun then the other half would have to come
When you try and find a place to put the car
Few things in this life compare to a parking spot in Harvard Square
Especially one that's right near a bar
MORE LYRICS
Words and music by Howie Newman except where indicated
©2006 Howie Newman, Chin Music (BMI)
©2006 Howie Newman, Chin Music (BMI)
