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Nighthawks - Hed Kandi: Serve Chilled - Hornflakes Diner
Hed Kandi: Serve Chilled
Disc 1
01. Les Nuits (album version)
02. Fear and Love
03. Dusk You & Me
04. Blanket
05. Walk This Land (Smoking Barrel mix)
06. Lizzie’s Balloon
07. The Glass Bead Game
08. Moon Sequence
09. Far Away From My Heart
10. The Beat Experience
11. Lucky (Kruder & Dorfmeister Suicide mix)
12. Don’t Explain
13. Enchant Me (original version)
14. To Ulrike M. (Zero 7 mix)
15. Resist
Disc 2
01. Who Do You Love? (original album version)
02. Cry
03. Sem Contenção
04. Ainda Sonhar
05. With You (LP version)
06. Freedom From Pity (album version)
07. Hudson River Revisited
08. The Garden of Earthly Delights
09. Marching On
10. {Arboleda de Manzantias}
11. Beyond My Imagination
12. Silvia
13. Hornflakes Diner
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Hope I get a little snack tonight
Hope I get a little smack tonight
I'll be starving
Standing in the broad day light
Just waitin' on the comin' of the night
24-hour diner's almost closed
All I need's a cup of Joe 'cause she's so nice
She treats me like I tip her from my head to her toes
Brings me in my water with her skirt so high
I catch a little glimpse in the silverware shine
I ain't no thief 'cause that just ain't right
But I ain't go no money
And I intend to pay for my meal tonight
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa a little love at Caesar's
Whoa whoa whoa you know I love to please her
Whoa a little love at Caesar's goes so far
She's got a tattooed tongue, she loves to abuse
You can tell that she's good by the language that she use
She says, "Meet you in the bathroom at a quarter to two"
Hey, you know what you must do
'Cause the flood gate's open, your hips are getting loose
You got a rocket in your pocket 'cause you don't know what to do
So go, whoa, she says, "I betcha that I can take all of your soul"
You say, "Put your money where your mouth is and let all be told"
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
They got crayons on the place mats
Refried beans, don't give me half-and-half
Just whip up my cream
Gimme some flapjacks and slap on the butter
Corned-beef-hash, my mind is in the gutter
Heavy with the syrup, heavy with the grease
My foots in the stirrup, just do as you please
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's
Whoa, whoa, whoa, you know I love to please her
Whoa, a little love at Caesar's goes so far