Rand Reynolds

Reynolds, ASCAP@2010



I go by car

I run by train

I went to Chicago

And back again

Too many women

All them lost

Too many substances

I done forgot.


But I know your face

I know that shape

They called you sweetie

Or some other name

But I knew you then

When you was real young

I had you right on

The tip of my tongue.


Tip of my tongue

Tip of my tongue

I had you right on

The tip of my tongue

You’re a little firecracker

And a whole lot of fun

Young and dumb

And I had you right on

The tip of my tongue.


I caught your eye

Up here on stage

You look different now

Than you did in those days

You can change your game

Or relocate

But I know your ways

I can’t remember your name

Don’t know what

You’ve become

But I like what I’m seeing

Now, come on, gimme some

Right here on ….


Are you kiddin’?

You hit it and quit it

No love lost

But what a gorgeous doll

Wanna do down?

Memory lane

Now, tell me once more

What was your name? 


Reynolds, ASCAP@2009



If passion were a crime

You'd be a three time felon

If they were buying

You were selling

You hunted men

Like a bitch in the woods

You had a reputation

In that neighborhood.


Rings and things

And everything green

The dollars flew back

Into your tight jeans

Now you show up

Using your body for a bribe

Now don't you even

Even f*** cry.


Powder and a shot

Powder and a shot

After all the men you wanted

I'm the one that got caught

Powder and a shot

Powder and a shot

Now, what's it gonna take

For you to get gone?


You say you're broken

You want to get fixed

There's no quick cure

No real Wicca magic

What you got yourself in

Is so tragic

The actions you exhibit

Could be termed quite manic

I'm not a doctor

But I do know sick

And the logic of the heart

Is the devil's walking stick

And you dance around the fire screaming

"It ain't hot"

Till you start to feel the heat

Of a true lover's knot.


Put the food down

Right in front of me

I'll wipe the plate clean

And I'll never leave

Put the bottle down

And a second I'll need

Oh, I never had half

Of anything.


You gave your love once

Now you want a second chance

Oh, you can't do that, I mean,

Take your love back

It's damage

It's weak

And you clearly have your needs

But I won't be fooled

I ain't exactly bulletproof.