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Weightless Embrace Vol. 2

by Eric Bettencourt

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1.
About A Girl 02:49
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I need an easy friend I do... with an ear to lend I do... think you fit this shoe I do... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I'm standing in your line I do... hope you have the time I do... pick a number too I do... keep a date with you I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night Free I need an easy friend I do... with an ear to lend I do... think you fit this shoe I do... won't you have a clue I'll take advantage while You hang me out to dry But I can't see you every night But I can't see you every night Free I do…x3
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Liza Jane 02:50
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When I was a younger boy I used to go down swimming Now I am and older boy I like to go with women Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane I need a girl that’s good to me How about girl about five foot three I need a girl gonna treat me right How about a girl like you tonight Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane You've got my number you've got my name So why don't you call me Liza Jane? You’ve got that body you’ve got that frame So why don't you call me Liza Jane? Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane Oh little Liza, Little Liza Jane
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Look At Me 03:08
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Look at me what am I supposed to be? what am I supposed to be? Look at me what am I supposed to be? what am I supposed to be? Look at me Oh My Love Oh My Love Here I am what am I supposed to do? what am I supposed to do? Here I am What can I do for you? What can I do for you? Here I am Oh My Love... Oh My Love Look at me, Oh Please Look at me, My Love here I am-Oh My Love Who am I? Nobody knows but me. Nobody knows but me Who am I? Nobody else can see, Just you and me Who are we Oh My Love Oh My Love
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My Doorbell 04:32
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I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it Yeah, I'm thinkin' about my doorbell When ya gonna ring it, when ya gonna ring it yeah, I been thinkin' about my doorbell Oh, well Well whim in and chip in me kisses Not the man in my life i know And I been goin to Mystery Miss' I respect the art at the show Take back what you said little girl And while youre at it take yourself back too Well I'm tired of sittin and waitin And woman, whatcha gonna do now, whatcha gonna do about it (chorus) bridge: You don't seem to come around Point your finger and make a sound You don't seem to come around Knock knock since you knocked it down? Oh, well Make a sound and I'll make you feel right, Right at home, yeah Yeah, right at home, yeah Now you got me waitin' in pain, But how come it's so easy to you? You don't strike me as the type to be careless But your words seem so obtuse But then again I know you feel guilty And you tell me you want me again But I don't need any of your pity I got plenty of my own friends' They're all above me (Chorus) (Bridge) Oh, well Make a sound and I'll make you feel right, Right at home, yeah Yeah, right at home, yeah (chorus)
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Friend of the Devil 04:01
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I lit out from Reno, I was trailed by twenty hounds Didn't get to sleep last night 'till the morning came around. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Ran into the devil, babe, he loaned me twenty bills I spent the night in Utah in a cave up in the hills. Set out runnin' but I take my time, a friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. I ran down to the levee but the devil caught me there He took my twenty dollar bill and vanished in the air. Set out runnin' but I take my time A friend of the devil is a friend of mine If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight. Got two reasons why I cry away each lonely night, The first one's named Sweet Anne Marie, and she's my hearts delight. The second one is prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail, And if he catches up with me, I'll spend my life in jail. Got a wife in Chino, babe, and one in Cherokee The first one says she's got my child, but it don't look like me. Set out runnin' but I take my time, A friend of the devil is a friend of mine, If I get home before daylight, I just might get some sleep tonight.
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Sunday Morning Coming Down 05:04
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Well I woke up Sunday mornin', with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, so I had one more, for dessert Then I fumbled through my closet, for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt And I shaved my face and combed my hair and, stumbled down the stairs to meet the day I'd smoked my brain the night before on, cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can, that he was kickin' Then I crossed the empty street and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken And it took me back to somethin', that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin' Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short of dyin', half as lonesome as the sound On the sleepin' city side walks, Sunday mornin' comin' down In the park I saw a daddy, with a laughing little girl who he was swingin' And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin' Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin' And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin' Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone And there's nothin' short of dyin', half as lonesome as the sound On the sleepin' city side walks, Sunday mornin' comin' down
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Why Don't We do it in the Road? (feat. Spose) 03:05
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Another volume of rearranged versions of some of my favorite songs. A royalty of $0.0915 paid for every track sold; streaming rights secured by Distrokid (c) 2019

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released April 3, 2019

Songs Recorded, Mixed & Mastered (sort of) By Eric Bettencourt

Additional Recording:
(Drums 5) Jim Begley at The Studio | Portland, ME
(Drums 1) Seth Kearns at Tidal Sounds Studios | Portland, ME
(Drums 2 | Drums, Bass 4) Pete Morse at Red Vault Studios | Portland, ME

Additional Musicians:
Chris Chasse - Bass (4)
Richard Corson - Guitar (4)
Ryan Cyr - Backing Vocals (2)
Charles C. Gagne - Drums (2, 4, 5) Backing Vocals (4)
Seth Kearns - Drums (1)

(see individual song credits for more detail)

Artwork also by Eric

Special thanks to David Beringer, Pete Genova, Jodie Jacobs, & Pete Morse.

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