She (Deluxe Remastered Edition)

by Willie Wisely

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"She" is Wisely's fun and infectious exploration of romance and sexuality that completely defines a genre of power pop – which in the shadows of Jellyfish, Matthew Sweet and Trip Shakespeare – was just then fully asserting itself on the world. With a young John Fields producing – himself a blooming platinum-selling producer – “She” spills with the esprit and ingenuity of McCartney's "Ram", invoking whimsy, irony, the abstract and absolute heartbreak all at once. Not for dour-hearted listeners.

Deluxe Remastered Bonus Track Edition, including 10 demos and a 1997 live recording at the Grammy® Showcase in Los Angeles, is available direct from the artist in CD/mp3/FLAC/Apple Lossless format at Bandcamp. » williewisely.bandcamp.com/album/she-deluxe-remastered-edition » Also available at iTunes, Amazon, Spotify and more.

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released November 28, 2014

Produced by John Fields & Willie Wisely
Original Mastering: Chris Bellman for Bernie Grundman
Re-Mastered by Steven Miller
Written by Willie Wisely
Recorded at Funkytown Studios, Golden Valley, MN, USA
© 2014.Ella Records, ℗ 1996.Ella Records. All Rights Reserved.

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Willie Wisely Los Angeles, California

Willie Wisely released his first full-length album in 1992, touring the US and Japan ever since, building a following for his evocative pop. He is a songwriter’s songwriter, often compared with Elliot Smith, Ron Sexsmith and Paul McCartney. His latest CD marks the 18-year reunion of his Minneapolis-based group the Willie Wisely Trio, road warriors noted for their circusy, jazz-anti-jazz aesthetic. ... more

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Track Name: Go!
Well, thanks for the sage opinions
Now tell me something I don't know
And once you're finished bitchin'
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for invitations, I said go. go, go

Well God gave woman instinct
But how’s he supposed to know
That you'd smudge it up like lipstick
Go, I said go, I say go, go, go, go
Don't wait for divine intervention, I say go. go, go

Is it the way he loves you now?
Is it the way he loves you now? Go, go
Is it the way he loves you now?

Well you might leave here graciously
Or you could make the show
But either way you're history
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for standing ovations

Go, I said go, I said go, go, go, go
You broke your obligations, now I, I say go. go, go
Track Name: Ready To Wear
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Touches me in that special way
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She does all them things I’d like to do
Sips me like I’m tea
Swallowing occasionally
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

She wears all them clothes I’d like to wear
Her tastes are refined
I think they’re the imported kind
Paris she’s the perfect babe for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Certain things I don't have to say
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
Track Name: Love Is Wrong
My eyes saw a pretty face
My hands wrapped around her waiste
My head couldn’t discriminate
Lawyers can’t negotiate when...

Love is wrong, love is wrong

My ears finally heard enough
My eyes saw the ugly stuff
My words should’ve spoken up, by now
My love should’ve been enough

Love is wrong, love is wrong, love is very wrong… love is wrong

For years we tried to end polite
And years passed by overnight
Twenty-six when I started this relation
Twenty-nine a lose lose situation

Love is wrong, love is wrong, love is very very wrong… love is strong
Track Name: Vagabond
Quitting’s something I can't understand
And moving out’s a threat it's not your hand
You've broken me in every other way
I'm damned if you leave or if you stay

So what's it going to be vagabond?
What's it going to be Vagabond?

Serving smiles is what I do all day
I called you but the phone just rang away
I pictured all your things packed up in bags
I wondered if you'd leave the photographs

So what's it going to be vagabond?
You're very fond to leave but never gone
Is it you or is it me moving on?
I say what's it going to be Vagabond?

The holidays come lurching like a ghost
Do you remember fighting at my folks'?
I swore another year would not go by
I couldn't have told a bigger pack of lies
I couldn't have told a bigger pack of lies

So give me something real vagabond
You're very fond to leave but never gone
Is it you or is it me moving on?
So what's it going to be vagabond? vagabond, vagabond, vagabond
Track Name: Blues (All The Rage)
Mezz blew hot New Orleans jazz
Vipers drew in another drag, we’s clean
Porkpie hats, minor leagues
Cutting sides for no royalties, we’s green
‘33 was where it would begin

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

Prohibition, recording bans
Bop the music would be the vanguard thing
‘33 was was really happening

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

Came a day they caged the Bird
Billie’s holiday at Leavenworth, obscene
Oh and Clifford Brown’s been rolling cars
Long before we's a rock and roll star scene
‘33 was really happening

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

All the rage
All the rage
All the rage, and we’s blue
Track Name: Sleeping With Girls
Hop between the sheets
A man never felt so nice
Toenails sharp as blades
Feet as cold as ice
Touch her leg to see her squirm
Roust her sleepy world
Oh, paradise
Sleeping with girls

Smell of smoky hair
Man we were out all night
Smoking hashish cigarettes
With the police chief’s wife
I check her breath, it ain’t too bad
Come on let's give it another whirl
Kiss me twice
Sleeping with girls

Elbow in the face
I woke up with Charley Horse
Stub my baby toe
Fumbling for a bathroom door
Her house mates come home drunken-faced
As I’m naked like a shining pearl
Ah, blow the dice
Sleeping with girls

My kingdom for a toothbrush
To scrub my self respect
I’m been searching for pride somewhere
So hard when your soaking wet

Talking in my sleep
Oh a mighty risky proposition
Especially when that weren’t her
Bent over in that position
I’m not well rested no, no, no, no, no
Fact is I’m miserable
Ah, serves me right sleeping with girls
Serves me right sleeping with girls
Serves me right sleeping with girls
Track Name: Make Love
I’ll make love to you
Slow if you want me to
I’ll kiss you
When we’re through

I’ll be good this once
I promise you not to rush
I’ll give it a
Gentle push

I believe, I believe that mistakes have been made
I regret what I’ve done, taking and taking, oh I...
I can’t believe what you done, you should’ve known it was wrong
You don’t have to forget or say I’m forgiven, because I...
I apologize

I know that it’s hard to find
A body, a soul, a mind
In one gentleman
All combined

So do what you’ve got to do
A lashing should be my due
But I’ll learn
And you’ll learn too

Chorus

Say what you will
I’ll swallow the biggest pill
I ain’t treated you
Very well

So give me your lowest blow
Square right between the nose
But tonight this house is mine
That’s a good sign

Chorus
Track Name: His Eye, It's Wandering
I saw you walking with him around the arcade
There's something you ought to know before naming the day
Parisian women are fine, he knows this well
His eye, it’s wandering

I saw him buying champaign for your anniversary
He was talking to a woman in line, he paid for her things
Now why's he trying to score in a game he can't play?
His eye, it’s wandering

Tend your goals
Maintain composure
Lead the life that you like
And don't be blind, his eye it’s wandering

His eyes would roll if you told him you're up on his schemes
He'd probably blame your girlfriends for just wanting part of his scene
Parisian women all talk, he knows this well
His eye, it’s wandering

I am wandering, I am wandering, I am wandering, I am wandering
Track Name: Loander My Guitar
I loander my guitar
We trimmed her nails so she could finger the neck
She played like a star
She didn’t even know her sharps and her flats

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

The word caught on out west
They flew her out to see the guy in L.A.
And when I saw her next
Her face was in the record store display

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

Put me up on stage
Give me the audience {That’s where he belongs}
She’s got nothing on me
Except my Gibson SG

She’s on the tube tonight
And every window hosts a flickering blue light
And she will thrill the throngs
I should’ve let her keep her fingernails long

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I loander my guitar
Didn’t give it to her
Loander my guitar
Track Name: Please Don't Talk About Me (When I'm Gone)
Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
You may find that you love me more than you know, oh
Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
I don’t want my ears ringing with the hearsay so, so

And I would estimate the clouds at nine, clouds at nine
But you’d say three clouds divided three times, oh

Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
Your friends would say you acted like such a fool, fool
Please don’t spread the word about what went wrong
Because you seemed so determined to be so cool, cruel

Your emotions turned upon a dime, on a dime
So you keep your two cents and I’ll keep mine, oh

Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
If you change your mind I want to hear you say it
Change your mind, don’t want to hear you say it
Change your mind I want to hear you say it’s so, oh

Please don’t talk about me now…
Please don’t talk about me now…
Please don’t talk about me now…
You may find that you love me more now
Please don’t talk about me now…
Track Name: Working Girl
Order up
Sunnyside
She pays my bills
She fills my appetite

She’s my working girl (Hey, yeah)
My working girl (Hey, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe, cafe

Open up
Open 365
She feeds them all
She does it on the side

She’s my working girl (yeah, yeah)
My working girl (yeah, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe

I clenched my fist
Put it through the restroom wall
Didn’t hurt a bit
And it didn’t help at all, no, no, no, no

Cafe, cafe

Making change
She changes for the guys
Oo, there's tips tonight
Or am I paranoid?

She’s my working girl (yeah, yeah)
My working girl (yeah, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe
Oh, tonight, at the cafe
Oh, tonight, at the cafe
Track Name: Lady Of Love
Both: Sha-la-la
He: She’s a tiger for me
She: He's in love
Both: And it's easy to see

Both: Sha-la-la
She: He's your typical ted
He: But I can’t seem to say
Both: What ought to be said

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love

Both: Sha-la-la
He: She's a tiger in town
She: I'm in love
Both: And she'll wag it around

Both: Sha-la-la
She: I say, “kiss me my man”
He: But in public, I couldn't
Both: He should, but I can’t

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love

Both: Sha-la-la
He: She’s a tiger in bed
She: I’m in love
He: And it’s gone to my head

Both: Sha-la-la
He: Well I’ll cum with a speed
She: And I’m just getting started
He: And he’s cutting z’s

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love...
Track Name: Go! (demo)
Well, thanks for the sage opinions
Now tell me something I don't know
And once you're finished bitchin'
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for invitations, I said go. go, go

Well God gave woman instinct
But how’s he supposed to know
That you'd smudge it up like lipstick
Go, I said go, I say go, go, go, go
Don't wait for divine intervention, I say go. go, go

Is it the way he loves you now?
Is it the way he loves you now? Go, go
Is it the way he loves you now?

Well you might leave here graciously
Or you could make the show
But either way you're history
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for standing ovations

Go, I said go, I said go, go, go, go
You broke your obligations, now I, I say go. go, go
Track Name: Vagbond (demo)
Quitting’s something I can't understand
And moving out’s a threat it's not your hand
You've broken me in every other way
I'm damned if you leave or if you stay

So what's it going to be vagabond?
You're very fond to leave but never gone
Is it you or is it me moving on?
What's it going to be Vagabond?

Serving smiles is what I do all day
I called you but the phone just rang away
I pictured all your things packed up in bags
I wondered if you'd leave the photographs

So what's it going to be vagabond?
You're very fond to leave but never gone
Is it you or is it me moving on?
I say what's it going to be Vagabond?

The holidays come lurching like a ghost
Do you remember fighting at my folks'?
I swore another year would not go by
I couldn't have told a bigger pack of lies
I couldn't have told a bigger pack of lies

So give me something real vagabond
You're very fond to leave but never gone
Is it you or is it me moving on?
So what's it going to be vagabond? vagabond, vagabond, vagabond
Track Name: Blues All The Rage (demo)
Mezz blew hot New Orleans jazz
Vipers drew in another drag, we’s clean
Porkpie hats, minor leagues
Cutting sides for no royalties, we’s green
‘33 was where it would begin

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

Prohibition, recording bans
Bop the music would be the vanguard thing
‘33 was was really happening

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

Came a day they caged the Bird
Billie’s holiday at Leavenworth, obscene
Oh and Clifford Brown’s been rolling cars
Long before we's a rock and roll star scene
‘33 was really happening

And I recall halcyon days
Blues, it was all the rage
Blues, it was all the rage, and we’s blue

All the rage
All the rage
All the rage, and we’s blue
Track Name: His Eye, It's Wandering (band demo)
I saw you walking with him around the arcade
There's something you ought to know before naming the day
Parisian women are fine, he knows this well
His eye, it’s wandering

I saw him buying champaign for your anniversary
He was talking to a woman in line, he paid for her things
Now why's he trying to score in a game he can't play?
His eye, it’s wandering

Tend your goals
Maintain composure
Lead the life that you like
And don't be blind, his eye it’s wandering

His eyes would roll if you told him you're up on his schemes
He'd probably blame your girlfriends for just wanting part of his scene
Parisian women all talk, he knows this well
His eye, it’s wandering

I am wandering, I am wandering, I am wandering, I am wandering
Track Name: Lady Of Love (demo)
Both: Sha-la-la
He: She’s a tiger for me
She: He's in love
Both: And it's easy to see

Both: Sha-la-la
She: He's your typical ted
He: But I can’t seem to say
Both: What ought to be said

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love

Both: Sha-la-la
He: She's a tiger in town
She: I'm in love
Both: And she'll wag it around

Both: Sha-la-la
She: I say, “kiss me my man”
He: But in public, I couldn't
Both: He should, but I can’t

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love

Both: Sha-la-la
He: She’s a tiger in bed
She: I’m in love
He: And it’s gone to my head

Both: Sha-la-la
He: Well I’ll cum with a speed
She: And I’m just getting started
He: And he’s cutting z’s

Give me time lady of love
'Cause I'm crippled inside
You’re my, lady of love...
Track Name: Loander My Guitar (4-track cassette demo)
I loander my guitar
We trimmed her nails so she could finger the neck
She played like a star
She didn’t even know her sharps and her flats

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

The word caught on out west
They flew her out to see the guy in L.A.
And when I saw her next
Her face was in the record store display

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar

Put me up on stage
Give me the audience {That’s where he belongs}
She’s got nothing on me
Except my Gibson SG

She’s on the tube tonight
And every window hosts a flickering blue light
And she will thrill the throngs
I should’ve let her keep her fingernails long

I taught her how to play, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
I loander my guitar, hey, hey, hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Said I loander my guitar
Didn’t give it to her
Loander my guitar
Track Name: Please Don't Talk About Me (When I'm Gone) (demo)
Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
You may find that you love me more than you know, oh
Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
I don’t want my ears ringing with the hearsay so, so

And I would estimate the clouds at nine, clouds at nine
But you’d say three clouds divided three times, oh

Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
Your friends would say you acted like such a fool, fool
Please don’t spread the word about what went wrong
Because you seemed so determined to be so cool, cruel

Your emotions turned upon a dime, on a dime
So you keep your two cents and I’ll keep mine, oh

Please don’t talk about me when I’m gone
If you change your mind I want to hear you say it
Change your mind, don’t want to hear you say it
Change your mind I want to hear you say it’s so, oh

Please don’t talk about me now…
Please don’t talk about me now…
Please don’t talk about me now…
You may find that you love me more now
Please don’t talk about me now…
Track Name: Ready To Wear (demo)
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Touches me in that special way
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She does all them things I’d like to do
Sips me like I’m tea
Swallowing occasionally
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

She wears all them clothes I’d like to wear
Her tastes are refined
I think they’re the imported kind
Paris she’s the perfect babe for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

Paris she’s the perfect girl for me
She goes all the way
Certain things I don't have to say
Paris she’s the perfect girl for me

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear

She, she takes me there
She waves her hair
She’s ready to wear
Track Name: Love Is Wrong (demo)
My eyes saw a pretty face
My hands wrapped around her waiste
My head couldn’t discriminate
Lawyers can’t negotiate when...

Love is wrong, love is wrong

My ears finally heard enough
My eyes saw the ugly stuff
My words should’ve spoken up, by now
My love should’ve been enough

Love is wrong, love is wrong, love is very wrong… love is wrong

For years we tried to end polite
And years passed by overnight
Twenty-six when I started this relation
Twenty-nine a lose lose situation

Love is wrong, love is wrong, love is very very wrong… love is strong
Track Name: Working Girl (demo)
Order up
Sunnyside
She pays my bills
She fills my appetite

She’s my working girl (Hey, yeah)
My working girl (Hey, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe, cafe

Open up
Open 365
She feeds them all
She does it on the side

She’s my working girl (yeah, yeah)
My working girl (yeah, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe

I clenched my fist
Put it through the restroom wall
Didn’t hurt a bit
And it didn’t help at all, no, no, no, no

Cafe, cafe

Making change
She changes for the guys
Oo, there's tips tonight
Or am I paranoid?

She’s my working girl (yeah, yeah)
My working girl (yeah, yeah)
And I’ll have to wait tonight at the cafe
Oh, tonight, at the cafe
Oh, tonight, at the cafe
Track Name: Go! (Grammy® Showcase, Billboard Live, Los Angeles, CA USA, 1997)
Well, thanks for the sage opinions
Now tell me something I don't know
And once you're finished bitchin'
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for invitations, I said go. go, go

Well God gave woman instinct
But how’s he supposed to know
That you'd smudge it up like lipstick
Go, I said go, I say go, go, go, go
Don't wait for divine intervention, I say go. go, go

Is it the way he loves you now?
Is it the way he loves you now? Go, go
Is it the way he loves you now?

Well you might leave here graciously
Or you could make the show
But either way you're history
Go, I said go, go, go, go, go
Don't wait for standing ovations

Go, I said go, I said go, go, go, go
You broke your obligations, now I, I say go. go, go