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Harlot Drama

by Part Time/Models

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1.
Mighty, mighty fine stranger Constant yea-say-yellers Yellow bellied four leggers They sit in the shade They sit in the shade Get around a round of neon green The shiniest shot you’ve ever heard of When held up to the light My liver quivers with a fright Must consider the mess Gonna get it gift wrapped It’s not petty theft Left with a bullet n’ a mourner Cut to the bone Suckin’ at the marrow So pluck my buttons for trophy’s sake Ya just had to be there to leave a trace I’ll have some crème brûlée Before my coup de grâce If you had any decency You’d sneak up on me all gentlemanly Like a famished beast I’d go down easy I’d thank you kindly 'n’ even say please I’m afraid there’ll be no thank you I’m afraid there’ll be no thank you
2.
Tart Temper 04:02
Jerry-built model Makeshift romance Ya don’t have to meet a single soul Don’t get no color of eyes memorized Tart temper Huffs n’ puffs with a whimper With a look to remember Can’t throw a stick/ Tart temper Teeths her way through the winter Indoors throughout the town Can’t throw a stick Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Tart temper Shears her shirts for the summer Less is more-skin the better Can’t throw a stick Tart temper Lays out her love in cold statistics You’re nothing more than a witness (Just a witness) Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Walking home, walking home, finally alone Purchased you a riot Came with conviction All smelling like allure In the way of a steakhouse Walking home, walking home
3.
Billy 03:29
Come on, Billy, I’m only sleeping Your phone keeps ringing and you know that it’s waking me up And I don’t wanna be up At the question mark you fall to pieces You never listen to reason, you just make it up And I don’t wanna be up You know you’re right, I hate to admit it, but you’re right Don't you know you're right I look around, but I’m only lusting, bought her a drink but it led to nothing, got stood up, and I don’t wanna be up Tell nobody, I buy your lies Tell nobody, I’m by your side Right away, the missing bits All twist around and get the fits Tell nobody, I buy your lies Tell nobody, I’m by your side Right away, my insides sing And masquerade, joy to everything Right away, I bite my tongue And hum a prayer for everyone Tell nobody, I buy your lies Tell nobody, I’m by your side Right away, the ringing bells All clear away and all is well
4.
The Coast 04:58

I want you to find me all dosed up in envy With extensive knowledge of harlot drama I want you to find me in my prime 'n’ happy Giddy as a tit, tan 'n’ fit I still think of the coast, and know your taste and smell the most I still think of the coast, and know your taste and smell the most 
I want you to find me in our bed reading Smoking on your pipe another use for my mouth I want you to find me on a Japanese magazine only my best sides, no fucks 'n' no pride Lingering fandango, your name slipped in my sleep Next to my other, waking me, shaking your tattoo Lingering fandango, your name slipped when I peaked While under my other, all on your tattoo 
I want you to find me black eyed n’ bleeding Finger painting hearts all over the ceiling I want you to find me and gently remind me Of our love, that lost feeling I still think of the coast and know your taste and smell the most I still think of the coast and know your taste and smell the most Lingering fandango, your name slipped in my sleep Next to my other, waking me, shaking your tattoo Lingering fandango, your name slipped when I peaked While under my other, all on your tattoo
5.
I watched you whispering, Sipping your favorite drink I know it 'cause it's pink You drank them quite regularly Across the room You notice your cup of tea You met him through me I know that he's keen But there's something else there Where you're standing It's cruising away Right when you notice
6.
I Eye Liquor 02:18
Got a role to play Sweet serenade A second chance A mouth to feed A time to make On time today My family name A taste to blame The man in the robes did all he could I repeat holy words that do some good Then I eye liquor I eye liquor I eye liquor I eye liquor A single thought A mouth to rot A bitchin itch A walk around The man in the scrubs did all one could His words were wise, oh could would should Dark deeds stay up my sleeve
7.
Sweet Sweet 02:28
She saved two dogs today Weiner called Santa Collie named Mellon We live between the sheets ‘voiding the weather And warming our feet Sweet, sweet afternoon Second hand smoke, the tattoos that wear you Sweet, sweet baby blues I was alone the moment I met you We dream of ol’ Paris He dreams of accents I dream of cheese We aim to be amused Minus the weather Minus our moods Sweet, sweet afternoon Second hand smoke, the tattoos that wear you Sweet, sweet baby blues I was alone the moment I met you
8.
The Lack 01:59
Batted eyes, true blue Regardless of my current state of listless Please finish your sentence with teeth I'm another I'm another one who treats you well Just so you know incase it's hard to tell I'm a lyin' I'm a lyin' and a lyin' well Just so you know incase it's hard to tell Inside of me Why not on top? Inside of me, I don't wanna stop Batted eyes, true blue Regardless of my current state of listless Please finish your sentence with teeth The lack of all that's given Joy, toys of all description Please finish your sentence with teeth
9.
Attitude 04:20
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Recorded between October 2014 - January 2015
Produced, mixed and mastered by Gino Capone

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released February 12, 2015

Adam Shreve - Vocals, Guitar
Guy Phoenix - Drums
Rod Woolf - Bass
Gino Capone - Vocals, Guitar
Jessica Porter - Vocals on tracks 1, 5, & 7

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Part Time/Models St. Petersburg, Florida

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Adam Shreve
Guy Phoenix
Rod Woolf
Gino Capone

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