Mixed by Jeff Powell
Mix Engineered by Chris Garges
Produced by Mike Mitschele
released December 9, 2014
RECORDED, PRODUCED & ENGINEERED BY MIKE MITSCHELE AT MIKE’S HOUSE | MIXED BY JEFF POWELL AT OLD HOUSE STUDIOS | MIX-ENGINEERED BY CHRIS GARGES | ASSISTED BY DANIEL HODGES | MASTERED BY DAVE HARRIS AT STUDIO B
BENJI HUGHES SINGS ON DROP THE BALL & CIGARETTE. HOPE NICHOLS SINGS ON FUQUAY-VARINA. DONOVAN “PAWS” COLLINS PLAYS KEYS ON CIGARETTE, JAZZ HANDS, & BOYFRIEND. KYLE CARINELLI PLAYS FLUTE ON THE LITTLE MAN IN THE BOAT, DESTINATION ME, & MAGIC! JOHANNA JOWETT SINGS ON CHERIE BERRY, DROP THE BALL, VAGINA SC, & JAZZ HANDS. LINDSEY HORNE SINGS ON THE LITTLE MAN IN THE BOAT, & CIGARETTE. MATT POSTLE PLAYS HORNS ON CHERIE BERRY, & THE LITTLE MAN IN THE BOAT. SANDERS TRIPPE SINGS ON CIGARETTE. D.K. PLAYS PERCUSSION ON THE LITTLE MAN IN THE BOAT, DROP THE BALL, & JAZZ HANDS. MARCUS FARRAR PLAYS PERCUSSION & SINGS ON CIGARETTE. SAMMY DAVIS, JR. DID NOT CONTRIBUTE ONE BIT TO THIS RECORD.
Is he bigger than a breadbox?
Is he lighter than a horse?
Can you knock him over?
Does it take a lot of force?
Is he made of muscles?
Does he have soft hands?
Can he keep it kind of loose?
Or does he stick to the plan?
I wonder why...your still with that guy-oh (My-oh)
How big is your boyfriend?
Do you think I can take him?
Is he sweeter than a cupcake?
Is he really in shape?
Does he always get the punch line?
How many jokes does it take?
Is he a lover or a fighter?
Is he the sensitive type?
And if I get him in a choke hold...
Would he put up a fight?
I wonder why....your still with that guy-oh
Come on, come on
Come on spill those beans babe
Ease my troubled mind
Cause I need to know
Is this a one man show (or)
Is there a tiny piece of you know what
That you could set aside for me?
I wonder why...your with that guy
I wonder why...your still with that guy-oh, my-oh
How long is your boyfriend?
Gonna be in town...I gotta find out
How hard is your boyfriend?
To figure out...cause I got my doubts
And I want him now
Track Name: Cherie Berry
Cherie...Cherie Berry picks me up and lifts my feet off the ground
Cherie...Cherie Berry gets me high and never brings me back down
I heard about a lady (tell me about the lady)
Her job is making sure that we can all get high (uh huh)
I think she's pretty (well what makes her so pretty?)
Her golden glasses and her magic smile (oh oh)
Down elevator, d-d-down elevator come on
Let me tell you bout a lady ( where'd you meet that lady?)
Uptown in a building going floor to floor (huh?)
I lost that lady (how'd you lose that lady?)
I stepped out by mistake and someone closed the door (aww)
Come and get me higher
High as I can be.....
(First floor) feeling lonely and blue
(Third floor) wasn't sure what I should do
(Fifth floor) I had a little change of heart
(Seventh floor) that's when the storm clouds started to part
By the ninth floor...there was a change on my face
A permanent smile that I couldn't erase
When I finally made it to the thirteenth floor
I was blinded by the light when she opened the door
Should I call you Mrs. Berry?
It's not necessary.
I'll call you Cherie then.
Well that'll be fine. (Alright but...)
Are you fairy? No. A dignitary? Stop
I'm just a lady with a line to the sky.
Track Name: Magic!
I can't explain it
It's really awesome
It blows my mind
It makes no sense
The way they do it
It blows my mind
All these things I can't explain
Visions dancing round my brain
It's been Drivin me insane
Makes me feel wild... (Maybe that's it's why it's called...)
I go to see it
But I can't believe it
This can't be real
How do they do it
What the fuck?
Track Name: Destination Me
Did you hear the one, about the way that it should be
a little less you and a lot more me
It's a destination that you really need to see
A little less you...and a lot more me
There must be something that you're good at baby
But nothing comes to mind
Ain't it funny how I stayed with you such a long time
When you find out what you're good at baby
Then you'll finally see
Just how bad you are compared to me
(But for now)
Just a little less you...and a lot more me
More, more...more me, more me
Hardly any of you and mostly just me
More, more....more me, less you
If all you're looking for is good times, baby
They're right in front of you
Just pay attention to everything that I do
And if your thinking that it's your turn baby
I got some breaking news
nothing could be further from the truth
It's so amazing, that I can't describe
How great it must feel to have me be part of your life
It's like riding a rainbow, it's like walking on clouds
The greatest gift that anyone should be allowed
And you're welcome..
A little less you and a lot more me
It's a perfect picture that I'd love to see
You're off in the background and the focus is on me
A little less you is much more interesting
Hardly any of you oooooh
And for the most part me, just me
Sha la la le la de da da none of you just me
Track Name: Kenny Rogers
KR, KR, KR the song
KR, can u call us
KR what's wrong
Why the fuck
did you do that to your face?
Are you turning Japanese
or training to go into space?
KR don't u dodge us
Where the fuck
Did u lose your self esteem
On a ride in dollywood
Or on an island somewhere in the stream
I'd say your plastic surgeon was the real life gambler.
Who went all in with your eyelid skin
but didn't know when to hold em, know when to fold em, know when to walk away, know when to run ...no oh oh
Kenny Rogers, guess who's with us Sheena Easton, It's on
Kenny Rogers, Kenny Rogers, Kenny Rogers The song
Track Name: Everyone Has Jazz Hands
Its been happening for years and years
People tryin to show their respect
Buying tickets to the big show
filling up the parkings decks
Some are lightin up their lighters
girls screamin at the top of their lungs
but if you got your hands in your pockets man
You ain't never gonna have no fun...no
Let me see your jazz hands
Stick'em up reach for the sky
You know you want to give it a try
Everyone has Jazz Hands
So go ahead and set them free
I heard about it from my grandma
she was a flapper at the cotton club
and when that ragtime piano played
it really tickled her soul, yeah it did
she said son, there’s one thing to remember
when life gets your spirits down
You gotta raise them hands high in the air
Whoa and shak'em all around
If this mean old world keeps knocking you down
just remember, you got ten fingers
thats what its all about
Some people aint so lucky
they aint got no hands
that Is why we were born with more than one
so you can raise the other one for them
Track Name: Cigarette
It's been 20 years since we first met
Underneath the bleachers and I ain't done with you yet
So smokin hot, a little cushion on the backside
Oh lets break the rules and do it inside
Whoa..spent all my money on you and I can't out you down
You make my teeth brown
My friends say I should quit you, but I can't put you out
Fell in love with you the first time...you came in to my mouth
Ohhh..I could take you in all day long in to the night time
You take my breath away
You do it every day
Well I can't quit you by myself won't someone intervene
And give me one of your cigarettes please
Whoa...you're the reason I breath
My favorite disease, you're all that I need
Whoa...you're my only friend
There till the end, you'll be the death of me
I need a cigarette
I really need a cigarette
Well you know, that I know, that you know, that I need one now