lyrics

I remind you of your ex-girlfriend
I wish you'd get it straight
no I'm not your ex-girlfriend
you say I'm just as great
no-one can hold a candle to me
sometimes you say her name
oh please remember
my friends call me Rae

I am like no one you've known
in your arms I feel it's so
seems to me you better learn my name
my friends call me Rae
my friends call me Rae

When I'm wrapped up in your arms
so like a Christmas toy
I know how much I like it
you could be my boy
then we walk down memory lane
and talk of you know who
she's gone forever
and I'm here for you

chorus

my name is Rita Rae
my friends call me Rae
my mom calls me Rita
what's your problem, hey

I am like no one you've ever known
I am like no one you've ever known

Words & Music: Lisa Hogan
**Additional Production: Doug Katsaros
Horn Arrangement: Scott Kreitzer &
Robert Moore
Drums: Steve Wolf
Percussion: Doug Henrichs
Bass: Eric Boyd
Guitars: Dave Hoffman & Bob Windbiel
Trumpet: Russ Johnson
Saxophone: Scott Krietzer
Piano & Voice: Lisa Hogan
Bking Voice: Claudia Reinhardt-Johnson

I go down so deep to remember
it’s like the bottom of the sea
where I touch all the stones we turned
and I see how we never changed
I go down so far the silence quiets the pain
and I feel you again with me
if I go down so deep

I go down so deep to remember
it’s like the bottom of the sea
where I find the love we lost
I’ve got to breathe the air to live
cause loving you won’t come again
no matter how much I want to pretend
I can not live if I go down so deep
I can not live if I go down so deep

I can remember love like I’ve never known
I can drown in my own deep waters

Words: Lisa Hogan
Music: Lisa Hogan & David Toro
Drums: Brian Dunn
Bass: Al Buonanno
Guitar: Bob Windbiel & Jon Fritz
Piano, Organ, Clav: Rich Lamb
Trumpet: Russ Johnson
Voice: Lisa Hogan

A girl pursued her purpose in life
and wound up looking in lonely and tired
at least that’s what she really believed
was happening

nothing could be said to persuade her
the future held magic in it’s hands if
she’d only have faith
desire was like a mighty racehorse
straining at the reins

she said, I’m lost
can someone show me the way
she said, I’m lost
can someone show me the way

help me now
she yelled at the sky
racing like mad almost to the top
her friends who watched her run
pleaded, stop

she said, I’m lost
can someone show me the way
she said, I’m lost
can someone show me the way

all at once she fell to the ground
and realized what she’d lost
in her search for fortune
she’d left behind her heart

Words & Music: Lisa Hogan
*Additional Production: Daniel Wise
Drums: Pete DeMeo
Bass: Al Buonanno
Guitar: Bob Windbiel
Piano & Voice: Lisa Hogan

Mikey, you’re living too much on the outside
on a bar stool with another beer
your friends are married
they’re going home
you stay and blow smoke rings in the air

you hear she’s getting married
the love of your life is gone

Mikey you’ve got to find a girl

Mikey, what’s happened to you on the inside
how long can you keep yourself locked away
come on now, seven years is a long long time
there’s someone out there
who can take her place

Mikey you’ve got to find a girl

I know memory is a dangerous romance
makes you think love will never be as good
while you wait for someone to convince you
Mikey, you sit alone,
oh Mikey, you sit alone

Mikey you’ve got to find a girl

Words & Music: Lisa Hogan & Mary Fahl
Drums: Brian Dunn
Bass: Al Buonanno
Guitar: Bob Windbiel & Jon Fritz
Alto Flute: Scott Krietzer
Piano & Voice: Lisa Hogan





		In the cab 2:00 am downtown on 7th Avenue tunnel's backed up driver's mad no way to push through kids blasters drivers horns are one and the same through the glass he talks to himself should've gone the other way Chorus: I can't get out I can't walk traffic's stuck, tunnel's blocked I can't get out I can't walk traffic's stuck, tunnel's blocked something blinds me I should've gone the other way Window's down horns drown out the sound of the radio a drunk kid drinking beer wanders around in the road up to the cab he kicks the fender before he stumbles away how many times I’ve been pissed off and should’ve gone the other way Chorus Behind the kid he swings a pipe and smacks him on the head the kid falls down somebody says can you believe what he just did driver jumps in and starts to laugh I just don’t dare to say here I am stuck again I should’ve gone the other way Words & Music: Lisa Hogan Additional Production: Doug Katsaros & Daniel Wise Drums: Gregg Gerson Bass: Eric Boyd Guitars: Ira Siegel & Bob Windbiel Piano & Organ: Lisa Hogan Voice: Lisa Hogan Bking Voice: Claudia Reinhardt-Johnson I don't think when your lips touch mine I don't think when I close my eyes I don't think when you leave for the night there is nothing more than this I don't think when I wrap my legs around your waist I don't think when I trace the lines on your face I won't cry when you're gone for days there is nothing more than this I lie to myself you lie to her we lie together as much as we can I don't think I have the strength to pretend I don't think I’ll love like this again I can’t stand to share you with anyone else there is something more than this there is something more than this Words & Music: Lisa Hogan Drums: Brian Dunn Bass: Al Buonanno Guitar: Bob Windbiel String Arrangement: Rich Lamb Piano & Voice: Lisa Hogan last month's calendar still on the wall you don't notice when I tear it off I spend the day getting your laundry done at five o'clock you pour your first one I say nothing what can I say a candle burns and melts away you kiss me and tell me everything's okay I say nothing you're melting away the candles burn by six fifteen you ask if I'm hungry I can't eat you pour glass after glass I don't see you talk you laugh I have to leave chorus when you call it's way past midnight your tears fall you won't listen to advice you sit alone in the candle light where nothing changes from night to night Words & Music by Lisa Hogan **Additional Production: Doug Katsaros Drums: Brian Dunn Bass: Eric Boyd Guitar: Ira Siegel String Arrangement: Lisa Hogan & Rich Lamb Piano & Voice: Lisa Hogan I ask what he's got I tell him I'm out he says he's got Kools God, I hate that brand me and my Jones I can't let go me and my Jones I can’t let go I can't strike the match I'm bent out of shape my hands shake so bad I light the wrong end chorus If I want one I’ll have to find one if I have to go out and buy a carton if it’s midnight or four in the morning nothing’s going to stop me, no I can’t smoke indoors seems I’m not allowed I’m out on the street and I’ve got a sweet feeling Words & Music: Lisa Hogan Drums: Pete DeMeo Bass: Al Buonanno Guitar: Bob Windbiel Pianos: Lisa Hogan & Rich Lamb Voice: Lisa Hogan Bking Voice: Claudia Reinhardt-Johnson, Rich Lamb, Lisa Hogan