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From Five Until Seven
01:54
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FROM FIVE UNTIL SEVEN
Baby, we won’t refrain
From tasting the good Champagne,
Let’s us raise the bar
And have some caviar. . .
Speaking of things delish,
You are my favorite dish!
From five until seven, it’s gonna be just like Heaven,
Gonna be everything we wish.
The French say “cinq à sept”
Is the time for this tete-a-tete,
Let’s us live the dream
And be what the French call so “intimes,”
Free to dive for charms,
And free from our fears and harms,
From five until seven, it’s gonna be just like Heaven,
Oh, my darling, inside your arms,
Oh, my darling, inside your arms.
© Duncan Christy
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2. |
Later
03:45
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Later
My heart’s beginnin’ to pound,
Pumpin’ in overdrive,
The reasons are perfectly sound:
I’m meetin’ you at 5.
Can’t keep my mind on the job,
My thoughts are all askew,
My head’s beginnin’ to throb
With all of the things that we could do,
Champagne corks that we undo,
A love affair that’s just like new. . .
Always all nerves
Before the play starts,
Will we give our parts
The touch each deserves?
Baby! I’m ready to run
And to have me some fun.
Ready to take the bedroom by storm,
Ready to show that I can perform,
Babe, it is just me – or is it gettin’ warm?
My foot’s beginnin’ to twitch,
This game is overdue,
I guess you could say it’s an itch
To be somewhere with you.
Not just an everyday Joe,
Not with the plans today,
So how long before I can blow?
How long before it’s time to play?
Before I see your lingerie?
Before I hear you say, “Entrez. . .”?
Like a racehorse
Who frets at the gate,
Who paws and can’t wait
To go full speed on this course:
Baby! I’m ready to ride
To prove I’m bona fide.
Champing to be my girl’s thoroughbred,
Champing to be in her thoroughbed,
You and me, Darlin’, we’re comin’ out ahead!
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3. |
Fricking
03:20
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Fricking
Ticking, ticking, ticking, ticking,
That’s the sound inside my brain,
All this ticking, all this fricking
Business driving me insane,
Pressure, pressure, worry, worry,
There’s always too much to do,
The only speed is hurry, hurry,
If you don’t produce, you’re through. . .
What the boss said, what the boss did,
Why’s her nose so out of joint?
With each hour I’m more exhausted,
Wondering: What is the point?
Why does life seem so relentless,
Isn’t there a moment’s peace?
Need to vent but here it’s ventless,
Here all I do is decrease,
Here it’s all a daily hounding,
Here anxieties abounding,
The only sound that is resounding
Is the sound of my head pounding!
Is the sound of my head pounding!
Is the sound of my head pounding!
Stop! Stop for God’s sake!
When in this daily living, when am I free?
Free to undress the very center of me?
Free to express myself, free just to be?
Free. . .
Where in this daily living, where is release?
Where is the Magic Kingdom where worries cease?
Where is there privacy, where is there peace?
Where?
Where lovers hold each other endlessly,
Feelings can revive,
There’s such a thing as ecstasy
And life comes alive,
And life comes alive!
Everyone is always rushing,
Frenzy is the common pace,
Everything is always crushing
Any sense of ease or grace,
The pressure in my head’s infernal,
Wound as tightly as a drum,
Banging with a hand internal
On my equilibrium. . .
Time for breakfast, time for dinner,
Kiss another day goodbye,
When am I the lucky winner?
‘Stead of just the one to cry?
Life is something of a despot
Ordering this daily grind,
Gee, who wouldn’t like a respite
And before I lose my mind?
Instead of all this tension ticking,
All this aimless double-clicking,
It’s my soul that life is nicking,
Fricking ticking clicking nicking!
Fricking nicking clicking ticking!
Stop!
Duncan Christy
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4. |
Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!
02:24
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Kiss, Kiss, Kiss!
Excuse me, miss,
Wouldn’t you like to kiss, kiss, kiss?
We tell each other so much with our lips,
Taking the temperature of our desire,
Faintest of pressures and how the heart skips!
How all it wants is the chance to fly higher!
Excuse me, miss,
Wouldn’t you like to kiss, kiss, kiss?
The brush of your fingers, the brush of your hair,
The fragrance you’re wearing, the way that you taste,
All of them make me completely aware
Of what it feels like to be so embraced. . .
Excuse me, miss,
Wouldn’t you like to kiss, kiss, kiss?
Kiss you for hours,
Gain superpowers,
Treat every part of you like a bouquet of flowers,
Kiss you like mad,
Clad or unclad,
The pleasure of having you and being had. . .
Excuse me, miss,
Wouldn’t you like to kiss, kiss, kiss?
Here is the theory we wish to explore:
That no two kisses are ever the same,
Of this activity, more is more
When a seduction’s the name of the game. . .
Excuse me, miss,
Wouldn’t you like to kiss, kiss, kiss?
Duncan Christy
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5. |
You Won't Be Boring
03:31
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6. |
Love's Banquet
04:04
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Love’s Banquet
In so much of every day
The emphasis is on a need for speed,
Slow is unproductive!
And can make it hard to compete.
But later, when it’s time to play
In a realm where passion is the creed,
Slow is so seductive!
And can sweep you off of your feet.
(Take your time to let love climb. . .)
When you take your time,
Then you summon love’s muse,
Then you fuel desire
Into growing,
When you say that I’m
Here to handle love’s fuse,
Then you stoke a fire
Into glowing.
Then it’s ablaze!
Then it’s aflame!
Then it’s a rumble and roar,
Then it’s a craze,
Then it’s a game,
Then it’s a tumble of more and more and more. . .
Succulent in every way,
That would be the banquet of our dreams,
And who would think of rushing?
Who think of dining in haste?
Love gives us the same buffet,
From soup to nuts, from paté to ice creams,
Full of flavors gushing,
Full of its ladle of taste.
(Be the star of your boudoir. . .)
When you take love slow,
When you nibble and sip,
Tiny, tiny bites,
So fulfilling,
When the tongue can go
On a marvelous trip,
Aiming for delights,
It’s so thrilling!
The flavor of you
Is all that’s required
Making lovemaking a meal,
The savor of you
Is all that’s desired
To make the ideal the real. . .
This splendid meal. . .
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7. |
Slow Blues
04:11
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Slow Blues
Girls don’t like to sing the blues
About an unignited fuse,
Nor to voice a sad lament
‘Bout what should be Heaven sent. . .
So, here’s the lowdown,
Baby, when you slow down
And you really take your time,
You increase the chances
That your advances
Are all goin’ to add up
To ring my chime!
Sweet things that are moist and dense
Take the right ingredients,
And a loving hand so sure
And the perfect temperature. . .
Just like nooky,
When you bake a cookie,
You’ve got to have the touch with the heat,
Red-hot lovin’
Needs a red-hot oven,
Then everything you’re bakin’ is somethin’ sweet!
Shutting out the world so we’re really alone
Is more than just a matter of muting your phone,
It’s leaving your distractions elsewhere
And bringing your best presence to share. . .
When we are alone, nothing enters your mind
But the thought that we - and we alone - are entwined
In the push and pull of love’s act,
In the promises of love’s pact:
When I put my lips on yours,
It’s going to open doors
To marvelous amours. . .
You don’t need advanced degrees
To try your special girl to please,
You don’t need to be Einstein
To make that girl feel exceptionally fine. . .
Destinations,
Baby, take some patience,
You don’t want to get there too fast,
The real love potion
Is some real slow motion
So when you finally get there, it will last and last,
Last and last,
(Not so fast),
Make love last!
© Duncan Christy
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8. |
Everyday Life
04:51
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9. |
Love is the Engine
03:46
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10. |
This Close
03:29
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This Close
This close: the curve of your shoulder,
This close: the curve of your cheek,
This close: the curves make you unique.
This close: the touch of your fingers,
This close: the touch of your skin,
This close: your touch makes me want in.
Here we’re free to explore far and wide,
You and me, core to core, so inside. . .
This close: I hear you breathing,
This close: I hear you sigh,
This close: There’s you and there’s I.
Undisturbed, unrestrained, on our own,
We own this space, we own this time, we own this zone.
And when we come this close,
And there is nothing else but you,
And there is nothing else but this,
Then there is nothing else but ecstasy, Darling,
In your touch and kiss.
This close: Love has a rhythm,
This close: Love has a groove,
This close: It’s in your every move.
Undisturbed, unrestrained, on our own,
We own this space, we own this time, we own this zone.
And when we come this close,
And there is nothing else but you,
And there is nothing else but this,
Then there is nothing else but ecstasy, Darling,
In your touch and kiss.
And when we come this close,
And there is nothing else but this,
And there is nothing else but you in my arms,
Oh, my love. . .
Oh, my love. . .
Oh, my love,
I see
And feel and taste and touch for a moment
All your ecstasy. . .
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11. |
Love's Storm
03:53
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12. |
Really Lingering
03:53
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Really Lingering
There’s no part of you
That I can’t explore, that I can’t kiss,
That I can’t press all my fingers and my lips to,
All I have to do
Is drift in this atmosphere of bliss,
Is give myself
To be drunk with the taste of you,
You and I, we are really lingering,
Taking all the time in the world
For the tiniest thing. . .
There’s no part of you
That I can’t adore, can’t memorize
By sight and by touch,
No part I leave uncaressed,
All I have to do
Is open my heart and close my eyes
To feel what it is
To be by amour possessed,
Lingering, we are really lingering,
In our orbit we turn and spin,
Tightly, tightly we cling. . .
Really lingering, really lingering,
In a pleasure so pure,
Really lingering, really lingering
Is a treasure so sure,
Really lingering, really lingering
On our private express,
Really lingering, really lingering
In this sensuousness. . .
There’s no part of me
That isn’t completely next to you,
That doesn’t adhere
To all of your thoughts and skin,
Love is like a sea
In which we are bathed and we imbue
Each moment with
Tenderness, and the living in,
Lingering, we are really lingering,
You and I are our everything. . .
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13. |
The More That You Love
03:37
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The More That You Love
CHORUS:
The more that you love, the more you can love,
The more that you give, the more you can give,
The more you embrace what love’s made of,
The more that you love, the more that you live.
In a world of conflicts, consternations and woes,
Where too many people choose to be foes,
How are we to heal them from their discords?
And show them love’s rewards?
CHORUS:
In a world of generals dominated by hates,
Who won’t see that suffering suffocates,
How are we to heal them while their hate seethes,
And show them how love breathes?
CHORUS:
Love is not a tactic, love is not a tool,
Love is not a weapon you bring to a duel,
Love is an existence, love is a force,
A power, a path, a course. . .
CHORUS:
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14. |
Bedtime, Darling
02:39
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Bedtime, Darling
Darling, Darling, come back to bed,
Blankets, pillows, your weary head
On my shoulder, sleeping instead,
Darling, Darling!
Longing for you each night and day,
Fitful, fretful when you’re away,
Counting minutes ‘til you can stay,
Longing, longing!
When in deepest, darkest night
You’re awake restlessly,
When it seems you can’t get back to sleep,
Staring into endless space,
Thinking thoughts A to Z,
Listening to the hours and minutes creep. . .
I’ll come to you, genie-like,
Bidding you close your eyes,
While I fill the night with slumber’s dust,
All you have to do is breathe,
Feel our love hypnotize
All of your limbs into rest and trust,
Then, my Darling, sleep you must. . .
Bedtime, Darling, put out the light,
Kiss me, touch me, hold me so tight,
Dreaming of you all through the night,
Bedtime, Darling!
© Duncan Christy
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15. |
The Naked Truth
06:03
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The Naked Truth
[VERSE]:
In this life
What good is solitude?
Where’s the thrill
Of being alone?
What is the upside of no one
To run
Quick to your side?
In this life
When you are standing nude
Trying to will
Away the unknown,
Where is the someone to hold dear?
Hold near?
To share the ride?
[CHORUS]:
Believe in compromise,
Give up to give,
How can I defer to you?
To see life through your eyes
And then to live
To build love from two points of view,
A love so true,
So mutual, it always supplies
All the love that you need,
All the tenderness,
All it takes is compromise!
[VERSE]:
In this life
The pleasure of teasing you,
To see your face
When I make you laugh,
Hoping that I can win your smile
So I’ll
Know that you care,
In this life
The pleasure of pleasing you,
The warm embrace
Of which I am half,
That’s how a true love is nourished,
Flourished,
The love we share.
[CHORUS]:
Believe in tenderness,
Believe in love,
Believe love can be your guide,
Believe answers are yes
To your dreams of
Love with arms that open wide,
Bring you inside
A special place where you can receive
All the love that you need,
All the tenderness,
All it takes is to believe!
(He doesn’t notice that She has awakened and has heard much of what He’s sung. During the spare phrases of what would be the next verse, He stands, deeply introspective. He therefore doesn’t hear her as She slips noiselessly behind him. When She touches him lightly, He starts. Perhaps She drapes a hand on his shoulder; perhaps he reaches for it to hold. But clearly they are joined.
They then sing the chorus together in a two-part harmony, and possibly eventually four if joined by other singers.)
[CHORUS]:
Believe in tenderness,
Believe in love,
Believe love can be your guide,
Believe answers are yes
To your dreams of
Love with arms that open wide,
Bring you inside
A special place where you can receive
All the love that you need,
All the tenderness,
All it takes is to believe!
© Duncan Christy
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16. |
Three Little Words
03:54
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Three Little Words
I wish that I could hear you say, “I love you!”,
I wish that I could hear you say, “I care,”
Then my heart would sing
With all the love I’d bring to you. . .
Three little words can mean so much, my Darling,
Three little words can leave me so assured,
That your love is true
When I hear you say, “I love you!”
When there’s love inside,
It’s like you own the sun
Which warmly streams
In all directions about you,
Take that sun inside
And give the world its gleams,
Show the world
How rich are love’s beams,
Richer than wildest dreams!
We human beings need so to express love,
We wither if we have no chance to give or share,
So please don’t deprive
Me of the chance to love and thrive. . .
Three little words can mean so much, my Darling,
Three little words can leave me so assured,
That your love is true
When I hear you say, “I love you!”
“I love you!”
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Duncan Christy New York, New York
Duncan Christy is a singer/songwriter grateful for the opportunity to make his voice heard.
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