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The Woman That I Love
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pop rock jazz blues latin
Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with j
Alexandre from Toronto, Canada, is that rare songwriter whose composing inspiration and virtuoso guitar playing fuses his traditional rock-music heritage with jazz and modern pop rhythms into a seamless stream of captivating sounds. Alexander creates his music right from his heart, and all of his songs come with "super-catchy" melodies. Alexander has a strong approach to make hit songs and memorable instrumental tracks in various genres.
Song Info
Charts
#166 in subgenre Peak #15
Charts
Peak #61
Author
Glen Cooper/Alexandre Molodkov
Rights
SOCAN 2023
Uploaded
October 13, 2023
Track Files
MP3
MP3 5.6 MB 192 kbps 4:06
Meta Data
Samples
Yes, contains samples or splices
BPM
130
Beat
4/4
Character
Energy
relaxed, cool
high-energy
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
The woman that I love she ain't no millionaire She got mice in her kitchen and knots in her hair Her bathroom’s green and filled with frogs It's muesli for breakfast and the hair of the dog Her thought dreams are all at sea But she can't get enough of me The woman that I love she wears the same old socks She snores in her sleep on a bed of rocks She got tear drop earrings, wears fancy buckles I wanna chew her fingers right down to the knuckles But she’s foot loose and fancy free And says, she can't get enough of me Now I took my tablets and been around the block But I turn into a pumpkin at twelve O'clock But she catches me every time I fall From her love I could want nothing more The woman that I love couldn't love her any less She's flat feet and bandy and she's penniless With her open topped saddles and charity dress She presses all my buttons, knows what I like best Swinging in a hammock from a sycamore tree Says, she can't get enough of me The woman that I love downs a pint, in one She's on her second while I've barely, just begun She’s got a parrot that shrieks and a stool that squeaks And a gravely voice every time she speaks But she’ll always cook my tea And she can't get enough of me Don't know what I like about her but here goes She got the brightest eyes and the cutest nose She never listens, she's got her headphones on And that’s probably why we get along But she cooks great and she can sew And can't get enough of me, you know Yes she’ll always cook my meal And she can't get enough of me Now I took my tablets and been around the block But I turn into a pumpkin at twelve O'clock But she catches me every time I fall From her love I could want nothing more
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