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  1. Danger
  2. Bobby Don't Stop
  3. Sometimes Love Forgets
  4. Still Trying To Care
  5. Hit And Run Lover
  6. Trust Me
  7. Part Of Your Life
  8. Can't Find My Heart
  9. Sdrawkcab Klat (Talk Backwards).
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Side One


Danger Words and music by Steve Goodman & Mike Smith, Additionally, lyric by Sean Kelly She was fourteen years old He was five years older Old enough to know about danger Underneath the moon Danger; will they find it? Orphans of the open road Chips on their shoulders Just a little colder than danger Underneath the moon Danger; and he asked her Baby are you lookin' for love? Are you lookin' for danger? Sittin' on a keg of dynamite Everynight She knew that they couldn't last Out beyond the edge of; fingers on The ledge above danger Underneath the moon Danger; will they find it? At night they ride the open road Phantoms of disaster: just a little faster Than danger underneath the moon Danger ... and he asked her Baby are you livin' for love? Are you dyin' for danger? Sittin' on a keg of dynamite everynight ©1980 Big Ears Music, Inc./Red Pajamas Music, Inc. ASCAP and Pierce Arrow Music Publishers BMI Vocals & Acoustic Guitar: Steve Goodman Guitar Solo: Brian Ray Electric Guitar, Acoustic Guitar, Pedal Steel; Jeff Baxter Electric Guitar: Amos Garret Acoustic Piano: Bill Elliott Bass: Rick Chudacoff Drums: Peter Bunetta Percussion: Arno Lucas Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Arno Lucas


Bobby Don't Stop

Words and music by Steve Goodman & Bill La Bounty



Here it is Friday

Drowning my troubles

Knocking down the doubles 'cause it's happy hour

Over in the corner, an old piano

Bobby knows how great those old songs are

He will play your request for a drink or a dollar

Bop and boogie woogie and they all sound nice

But it doesn't matter how you holler

Bobby never plays the same thing twice



Bobby Don't Stop

Cause we're just getting started on

Something so hot and it feels so right

You give all that you've got

For the broken hearted lovers and losers

Who are crying tonight



Saturday night and Bobby's still cookin'.

He plays that piano like there's no tomorrow

The crowd is shoutin'; everyone of them cookin'

For some song they need to ease their sorrow



All of a sudden it's Sunday morning

Last call but you can't say when now

Bobby play us one more song

That will tide us over 'till

The next weekend



©1980 Big Ears Music, Inc /Red Pajamas Music, In,.  ASCAP

and Captain Crysta1 Music BMI



Vocals: Steve Goodman

Acoustic & Electric Guitars: Brian Ray

Acoustic Piano & Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott

Bass: Rick Chudacoff

Drums & Handclaps: Peter Bunetta

Percussion: Alan Estes

Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno Lucas





Sometimes Love Forgets

Words and music by Bill La Bounty and Michael Garvin



I see the question in your eyes

Wanna think about it twice

For you find your feelings

Reaching out to me

Two different worlds

Too far apart

Too many stops

Right from the start

That say our love could never be

Sometimes love forgets

Where love belongs

And sometimes love forgets

What's right or wrong

Even when you know

You got to let it go

Don't let go yet



Sometimes love forgets

We found each other in the dark

We felt our way to where we are

Didn't plan on this

It happened much too fast

And though the odds may be unkind

I'll take my chances--I don't mind

Stranger things have come to pass



Sometimes love forgets

Where love belongs

Sometimes love forgets

What's right or wrong

Even when you know

You've got to let it go

Don't let go yet

Sometimes love forgets

So let me hold you

Do you want me to hold you

I could hold you forever and ever

Oh, sometimes love forgets

Where love belongs

Sometimes love forgets

What's right or wrong

Even when you know

You've got to let it go

Don't let go yet

Sometimes love forgets...



©198O Captain Crystal Music and Blackwood Music Inc.  BMI



Vocal & Acoustic Guitar: Steve Goodman

Vocal: Phoebe Snow

Electric Guitar: Brian Ray

Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott

Bass:   Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Percussion: Alan Estes

Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno L





Still Trying To Care



Words and Music by Steve Goodman

Peter Bunetta and Rick Chudacoff



Nobody said it was easy to be true to your lover

You never th ink that she's leaving until it happens to you

And it hurts you so deeply, when she's gone for another

And you can't fight those tears back

For all the good that they do



Still tryin' to care baby

Tryin' to be the one you run to

If you need someone to come to

I will always be there

Still tryin' to care



When you're failin' in love with somebody

You don't really plan it

Let your feelings take over

And then you go for the ride

But when you give it everything that you've got

And she takes it for granted

It's so hard to keep hoping

When you're broken inside



Still tryin' to care baby

Everynight I ask the stars above you

Won't they help me find a way to love you

Anytime, anywhere



Still tryin' to care

So tell me why should I worry

When I know that it's over

And this pain that I'm feelin'

Is only my pride

Well if I never met her

Then maybe I could forget her

But I'd rather be lonely tonight

Than to think that she lied



Still tryin' to care, baby

Trying to be the one you run to

Well if you need someone to come to

I will always be there

Still tryin' to care



©1980 Big Ears Music, Inc./Red Pajamas Music, Inc.  ASCAP



Vocal, Six String Acoustic: Steve Goodman

Electric & 12 String Acoustic: Brian Ray

Acoustic Piano & Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott

Bass; Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Percussion: Alan Estes

Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno Lucas





Side Two



Hit And Run Lover

Words and Music by Steve Goodman & Mike Smith



Tonight on the street

When the moon is shining

In the midnight heat

She will wait for one who thinks he's smart

And steal his unsuspecting heart

She comes on so strong that he thinks he knows her

Suddenly she's gone

And a memory is all there is of the burnin' love

He thought was his with

The hit and run lover

She's got him runnin' for cover

If you don't want to play, then stay

Out of the way of the eyes of

The hit and run lover



How can she smile

When she knows he's fallin'

She'll be his for a while

But you never know when she will turn

And one more lonely fool will learn about

The hit and run lover

Very soon he'll discover

That he can never be free

From the dreams that he sees

In the eyes of the hit and run lover



Back out on the street

When the moon is shining

In the midnight heat

He will wait again to hear her call

The lonely fool who soon will fall For the hit and run lover

She's got him runnin' for cover

Is it heaven or hell to be under the spell Of the eyes of the

hit and run lover



©1980 Big Ears Music, Inc./Red Pajamas Music, c. ASCAP and Pierce

Arrow Music Publishers Bmi



Vocal: Steve Goodman

Electric Guitars: Brian Ray

Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott

Bass:   Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Percussion:     Alan Estes

Saxophone:      Jim Rothermal

Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno Lucas,

Steve Goodman






Trust Me

Words and Music by Steve Goodman 



I can turn back the hands of time

And tell your fortune to the nearest dime

I can make you believe everything that

I want you to



So let me give you some free advice

There are people out here who won't

Treat you so nice, they're just biding

Their time 'til they can get a clean shot

At you ... what can you do?



You've got to trust me baby

It will be alright

Love and trust me baby

Everyday and night

If you can't trust me

How can I trust you



Fast, fast talkers try to steal your heart

With facts and figures but they're not so smart

They run circles around you but

Runnin' is all they can do.



But I know what it means to stay alive

I know how to fall and still survive

And if you need somebody to teach

All these secrets to you

Here's what to do



©198O Big Ears Music.  Inc /Red Pajamas Music, Inc.  ASCAP



Vocal & Six Strings Acoustic: Steve Goodman

Electric & Slide Guitar, Acoustic Guitar: Brian Ray

Acoustic Piano & Organ: Bill Elliott

Bass:   Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Background Vocals:  Matthew Weiner, Bill La Bounty, Arno Lucas





Part Of Your Life



Music by Steve Goodman & Harry Waller

Lyrics by Steve Goodman



I know you

Sometimes ' know what you're thinking

Before you do

You want me to just step out of the way

And make it easy for you

What made you think I would?

You were just putting up a front

You could have had anyone you want

You were just here for the moment

It was the only moment I saw you



Now you've gone to some other

Part of your life, somewhere where you

Were already going when you first met me

I was just someone to hold on to

Until you got to where you wanted to be

And it was time to let go of me



Pardon me, I get lost in all this sincerity

It's not your fault if it goes deeper

Than you would ever want it to be

I give up, what's the point of talking to you?

You think the world is waiting too

Well, if the world is waiting, it's waiting

Right back where I first met you



©1980 Big Ears Music, In,. and Red Pajamas Music, Inc.  ASCAP



Vocals & Acoustic Guitar: Steve Goodman

Acoustic & Electric Guitar: Jeff Baxter

Acoustic Piano& Organ: Bill Elliott

Bass:   Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Percussion: Arno Lucas





Can't Find My Heart

Words and music by Steve Goodman



The stage is set and the lights go down

The passion play can now begin



Enter the hero and the heroine

He's supposed to be good at this

He's supposed to know how

To say what he's feelin' inside him now



Where did it go... I've looked everywhere

Can't find my heart when I need it

I need it tonight

The players stroll around the stage

How they try to make it seem

That everything will work the way



It did in the dream

The players speak from memory

The automatic repartee... but the words

Just step all over what they meant to say



The moments gone and the lights come up

The players return to take their bows



And exit once again into the here

And now-

Tomorrow night the lights go down on

One more mystery

And one more chance to get it the

Way it's supposed to feel



© 1980 Big Ears Music, Inc./Red Pajamas Music, Inc.  ASCAP



Vocal & Acoustic Guitar: Steve Goodman

Electric Guitar: Jeff Baxter

Acoustic Piano& Fender Rhodes: Bill Elliott

Bass:   Rick Chudacoff

Drums:  Peter Bunetta

Harmonica:      Jim Rothermal

Percussion:     Arno Lucas

Background Vocals: Matthew Weiner, Arno Lucas







Sdrawkcab Klat (Talk Backwards).



Words and Music by Steve Goodman & Mike Smith



Hey everybody wherever you are

They've got a new way of talking and it's

Gonna go far; you take the letters in the

Words, turn 'em around; say the last one

First and check out the sound, Talk Backwards



I know what you're thinking; that it sure sound strange

You talked forward so long that it's hard to change

But it's just like metric once you get the drift

You twist your tongue and give your palate

A lift.  You take your favorite phrase, read

It in the mirror, practice that about a half

A year, and then sdrawkcab gnikiat mi em ta kool

You're a regular talking bassackwards fool

Talk backwards



Talking backwards is the new sensation,

Talking backwards is sweeping the nation

You amaze your friends when you start to rap

Don't say pass the butter, say rettub eht ssap.

Rettub eht ssap?  Rettub eht ssap

And if you're out with a girl and she's a

Little bit shy don't say I love you; say

Uoy evol I. uoy evol I and I always will, Now

See if that doesn't take off the chill

Talk Backwards



Just the otherday I was walking down the street

And there was this little girl I thought I'd

Like to meet.  I said excuse me miss but

Sserd taht teg uoy erehw. thgin ta tuo emoc

Yeht srats eki I era hteet ruoy

And I said am I getting through to you yet

She said you're a gent in the first degree

And I love it when you talk backwards to me

Talk backwards



You never can tell, but one of the nights

Those who talk backwards will demand

Their rights.  They'll rise up angry

And get a solution in the form of an amendment

To the constitution, that guarantees 'em freedom

Of reverse elocution; and then every T.V. show

That airs will have to be captioned

For the forward impaired

Talk backwards



©1980 Big Ears Music Inc./Red Pajamas Music, Inc. ASCAP

and Pierce Arrow  Music Publishers BMI



Vocal & Acoustic Guitar: Steve Goodman

Tape Box with Brushes: Peter Bunetta

Horns: Jim Rothermal

Finger Snaps: Pete Bunetta, Rick Chudacoff, Arno Lucas



Red Pajamas Music, In,. and P e,ce Arr.w Music Publishers

administered by B g Ears Music, l@@.






Produced by Peter Bunetta and Rick Chudacoff for Red Pajamas Productions Strings Arranged & Conducted by Bill Elliott Concertmaster: Sid Sharp Contractor; Trevor Veitch Vocal Arrangement on DANGER: Gary Brandt Key Grip: Michael Haynoski Recorded and mixed at Alpha Studios, West Hollywood, California. Engineer: Gary Brandt Additional Recording Ocean Way Studio, Hollywood, California Assistant Engineer: Mack Ettel Secret Sound, New York City Engineer: Jack Malken Mastered at A&M Studios by Bernie Grundman This Album Is Dedicated to Debbie Simon Special Thanks to Maple Bryne, Steve Redfearn, Liz Ouderkirk, Chuck Morris, Phoebe Snow and Al Bunetta


Lyrics, transcribed by:
Steven H Silver: shsilver@ameritech.net