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Erscheinungsdatum: 10/2009
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Album: By 7:30
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Durch das erscheinen dieses Albums machte sich Vonda einen Namen bei vielen führenden Musikproduzenten. Es überstieg mal wieder alle Erwartungen um Löngen. "By 7:30" weißt eine Unzahl von wunderschönen Songs auf. Viele von ihnen sind auch auf neueren Platten von Vonda zu hören wie z.B. "Confetti", "This Is Crazy Now", "Baby Don't You Break My Heart Slow" und "You & Me".
Dieser Sampler bringt neuen Schwung. Man merkt das Vonda nicht nur wunderschöne Songtexte hat , sondern das man zu ihren Songs auch wunderschön Tanzen kann.
Erscheinungsdatum: 04/1999
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Songtext
Newspaper Wife
sitting here in this dirty bar
watching the trash go by
she's selling cigarettes and lollipops
she's got a sparkle in her black eye
she says 'maybe my time will come'
maybe my time will come
he said he'd sweep her off her feet
defying all of gravity
well she'd move any bright city
to fill this gaping cavity she says
i'm a slave in this empty life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
well he must have a very small broom
as she sits in this very large room
maybe it's just a piece of straw
she says why am i so in awe
chorus
i'm a slave to this empty life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
i'm ashamed of this meaningless life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
she sits across from him
drinking her coffee
his face is buried in other people's lives she says
'i wonder if he's gonna read forever
i'm his newspaper wife
repeat chorus
watching the trash go by
she's selling cigarettes and lollipops
she's got a sparkle in her black eye
she says 'maybe my time will come'
maybe my time will come
he said he'd sweep her off her feet
defying all of gravity
well she'd move any bright city
to fill this gaping cavity she says
i'm a slave in this empty life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
well he must have a very small broom
as she sits in this very large room
maybe it's just a piece of straw
she says why am i so in awe
chorus
i'm a slave to this empty life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
i'm ashamed of this meaningless life
diggin' my grave i'm his newspaper wife
she sits across from him
drinking her coffee
his face is buried in other people's lives she says
'i wonder if he's gonna read forever
i'm his newspaper wife
repeat chorus