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We Take It, We Leave It, We Love It

by Who'da Funk It?

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Debbie Preston
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Debbie Preston Bluesy and funky. People making music because they love it. Favorite track: Man Up.
Asakiyume
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Asakiyume Great a cappella at the beginning, sweet rhythms, great melody, great horn, so swaying swinging danceable. Favorite track: Hungry Ghost.
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1.
Man Up 03:47
Tess: Man Up, Bess. Grow some balls. Bess: That is impossible. Verse: Tess: I don't come by, I don't, I don't Deja: You can tell me what I'm doing wrong, I'll be yours forever You can tell me all your favorite songs, I won't play them Don't fear me, why don't you just hear me out, I'm a loose cannon baby, can't handle you messing 'round, So tell me now, who's the man now chorus: Please don't go away, I just don't want to see you walk away baby Please don't go away, I just don't want to see you walk away baby Please don't stay away, I just don't want to see you walk away baby Please don't walk away, I just don't want to see you Now the thrill has gone, follow it out the door, Put my jacket on the hook, I'm just a lonely woman verse bridge: I got a box of matches and your favorite coat Feelin' feelin' feelin' feelin' so cold outro: Now the thrill has gone, follow it out the door, Put my jacket on the hook, I'm just a lonely woman
2.
Hungry Ghost 04:35
verse 1, 2 4, 5 and 6: Feed my hungry Ghost when they get too close Let me know when it's too late Left unsatisfied, my small throat's gone dry Fill me before it's too late verse 3: My ghost cries no tears, can't find solid fears Only craves the world on his tongue So he opens wide but can't fit inside chorus: Bess and Tess: We wander, we crave what we miss Come satisfy my emptiness Deja: It was a long day, just sitting there thinking 'bout yourself For days and nights, all day's a try to be better, a little better ending: Bess, Tess, and Deja:Feed my hungry ghost, my hungry ghost Deja: Oh I've got a soul, can't pay the toll, I've got my money's worth
3.
Simmer Down 04:12
Kneel down here, smell this courage on my breath while I lazy out on your rug see? I'm in denial and I've got Gillespie on my brain Let this rip in leather be your starting point Let this knotted body hang chanting out a juke box song As if these luke-warm ears could nurse sound As if these frost-bitten lips could sing now I'm hoping for dawn to simmer down because Music only happens in the dark It shatters in a bitter segment reaching over building and going through your legs, see We still got it This ache called faith So I lay here, drenched in acid jazz Maybe I'll die here It wouldn't be there first time Can't corrupt my style Sitting on the stoop listenin' to the new groove, I've got my Sunday afternoons I ain't fashionable, I'm just a go-flo-casual, Hitting low blow til them lights come on, so come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, come on, I said no bridge: Bess and Tess: Media rancid, media wild, media can't can't corrupt my style Deja: Oh now now, you're bringing me down Who's that boy that comes around Everybody knows what to do Feel the way 'til the rhythm comes to you Me and my friends, we got nowhere to go So why don't we go to the Who'da Funk It? show And I sold my soul to a college application Said, what do you know about a higher education? Oh, no
4.
Hot Wine 04:28
verse 1: Pour some sugar on me, left in a rush, Ohhh Yeah, well you don't need a reason, you can call if you want to I light my own fire, baby, I don't need your matches Oh, but I can love you honey 'cause I got a knack for it verse 2: I've got a man hell bent on loving me Come on over, I'm loose in the seams I'm a dime in the nighttime boy, you know what I mean chorus: Pass that jug on the shelf I need some Southern comfort for those hard times If I remember you, hope I remember to tell you you're swell but I found someone else Oh Santeria! I said, no more of that blues verse 3: Sure don't need you coming in and out of my life Me, myself and I'm so over you're back and forth, I'm ending the show chorus bridge: You said you wanted hot wine, hot wine, hot wine You said it in the summertime, summertime, summer Oh Sateria! He said, no more of that blues outro: Stop waiting 'round with your britches half down, Stop waiting 'round with your britches half down, Oh, you done done me in, you done done me in, my boy You done done me in, you done done me in, my boy Hot wine! Hot wine!

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This album was recorded by Emma Andrews Sevene (drums), Tess Domb Sadof (saxophone and vocals), Bess Hepner (guitar and vocals), Nina Kent (bass), and Deja Rene Carr (keys and vocals). Thanks to our special guests Parker Ziegler (trombone) on "Hot Wine" and Alex Oates (beat boxing) on "Simmer Down" and "Hot Wine". Recorded at Northfire Recording Studios in Amherst, MA. So much love and thanks to our engineer Garrett Sawyer! All songs written and produced by Who'da Funk It?

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released December 21, 2012

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