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Triple J: Hottest 100, Volume 22
Disc 1
01. Talk Is Cheap
02. High (original mix)
03. Cosby Sweater
04. Stolen Dance
05. King and Cross
06. Faded
07. I Want U
08. Pittsburgh
09. Every Other Freckle
10. Something I Said
11. Happy Idiot
12. Window to the Sky
13. Roll Up Your Sleeves
14. Maybe
15. RUN
16. Pickles From the Jar
17. Beggin for Thread
18. Arcadia
19. She Only Loves Me When I’m There
20. Sober
21. West Coast
Disc 2
01. Uptown Funk
02. Chandelier
03. Mess Is Mine
04. Gooey
05. Somebody’s Talking
06. Seasons (Waiting on You)
07. Tightrope
08. Gold Snafu
09. I’ll Go Crazy
10. Beware the Dog
11. NEW DORP. NEW YORK
12. Two Weeks
13. My Silver Lining
14. Delete
15. I Can Feel That You Don’t Love Me
16. You Always Know the DJ
17. Two Bodies
18. Mother & Father
19. Zombie
20. Surrender
21. Can’t Do Without You
Alright, come close
Let me show you everything I know
A jungle slang
Spinning 'round my head and I stare
While my naked fool
Fresh out of an icky gooey womb
A woozy youth
Dopes up on her silky smooth perfume

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand?
I'll say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place, no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space

Truth be told
I've been there, I've done this all before
I take your gloom
I curl it up and puff it into plumes

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand?
I'll say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place, no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space

Hold my hand, float back to the summer time
Tangled in the willows, now our tongues are tied
How can I believe you, how can I be nice?
Tripping 'round the tree stumps in your summer smile

Right my little pooh bear, wanna take a chance?
Wanna sip this smooth air, kick it in the sand?
I'll say I told you so but you just gonna cry
You just wanna know those peanut butter vibes

My, my simple sir, this ain't gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can't take this place, no I can't take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space