Album
TV- EP
Them Vibes' debut EP - blues-rock / Americana
- Songs featured in
- The Dude Perfect Show (CMT), T Mobile advertisement, Cooper Barrett's Guide to Surviving Life (FOX)
- Released
- September 2015
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Writers
Alex Haddad (BMI) 50% / Larry Florman (BMI) 50%
Description
BPM - 164 Psychedelic rock with infectious vocal harmony. The dark secrets of a woman's life she takes with her to her grave.
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Mama's Got A Secret
I don't care what the people say what the people say don't mean a thing to me.
I don't mind a little piece of mind if you got the time I'll be your alibi honey.Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep it
Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep itHey woman you gotta do what you can, if you need a friend I won't put up a fight
I believe what you say to me if you stay with me we can lie all through the night.Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep it
Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep itLight a cigarette at the edge of the bed just find your head looking down the ledge hanging on
Now off you go into the afterglow and we'll never know cause she's going, going, gone.Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep it
Mama's got a secret, she gonna keep it
She's gonna keep it. -
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Larry Florman (BMI) 50% / Alex Haddad (BMI) 50%
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BPM - 145 Rockin anthem about being with the right person
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You wear your beat-up leather jacket,
Street dogs makin' such a racket
You curl your hair around your finger
You tell me you used to be a day tripperYou get me high, never get me low
Struttin' down the boulevard
Gypsy reads your tarot cards,
Let your supernatural glow,
Buy me a drink at the crowYou get me high, never get me low
you get me la-la-la-la
Yeah you get meSlip and slide your honey maker
You're a natural born shaker
Takes your tea with a twist
You know I need another fix just to get me highNever get me low
You get me la-la-la
Yeah you get me
You get me high -
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Larry Florman (BMI) 50% / Alex Haddad (BMI) 50%
Description
BPM - 122 Hard driving, upbeat, anthemic rock n roll about lusting after the sexy trouble maker tease.
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Hit 'n' Run
There she goes, she's a debutante queen.
On her way in a black limousine
Knows her good side she can strike a pose
She's undercover, she's overexposedAll just want a little piece of her
She's the Page 6 cover girl read all about the sleaze of her.Come on come on little trouble maker
Come on come on set me on fire
Come on come on mamma counts the money
Come on come come on she's just a hit and runOn the screen she's a dream, she's a natural.
Behind the scenes on her knees with a needle between her toes
Sick and tired of playing the girl you adore
They found her cold and naked on the bathroom floorAll just want a little piece of her
She's the Page 6 cover girl read all about the sleaze of herCome on come on little trouble maker
Come on come on set me on fire
Come on come on mamma counts the money
Come on come on come on she's just a hit and run -
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Alex Haddad (BMI) 50% / Larry Florman (BMI) 50%
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BPM - 119 Being attracted to someone despite the fact that they are bad for you.
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You got me hanging around with your voodoo emotions
You put the gun in my mouth and demand my devotion
WellI kinda like it
I kinda like it
No use in fighting
I kinda like itYou don't go out in the sun you're a black sky attraction
You mess my head up for fun just to get a reaction
WellI kinda like it
I kinda like it
No use in fightingHer garden is a minefield of shrapnel distortion
She'll tease you, and bite you, she'll bleed you,
Her love is extortionI see what you doin'
I see what you doin'
I see what you doin'
I see what you doin'I kinda like it
I kinda like it
Don't want to fight it
I kinda, I kinda like it
I kinda like it
I kinda like it*Note: Original album version is EXPLICIT. This is the CLEAN (alt) version.
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Larry Florman (BMI) 50% / Alex Haddad (BMI) 50%
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BPM - 104 Leaving town and not leaving a trace.
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Gone with the wind
Turned to a ghost
Packing it in
Just left a note
Severing ties
Talked to a bridge
You wear a disguise
When I'm walking in
It's nobody's fault
She said with a grin
She's gone with the windShe's started to itch
The surface is scratched
You feel like a bitch
When you get knocked on your ass
The tables have turned
And time stands still
It takes a second to burn
What a lifetime has built
My love's on trial
The verdict is in
She's gone with the windGet off the cross
You can't raise the dead
It's time to get lost
And dye your hair red
So hold you fire
The line's been drawn
It's all quiet
On the western front
There's no going back
Nobody wins
She's gone with the windWell there's no going back
Nobody wins
She's gone with the windThere's no going back
Nobody wins
She's gone with the wind -
