I Fall in Love
(A Hundred Times a Day)

I walk these streets lookin left and right.
The women sway. It’s a beautiful sight.
I see hair as red as a powder keg.
Is it the same between her legs?
And that one there in the miniskirt:
There’s a heathen I’d like to convert.
I’d save her from moral decay.

I fall in love a hundred times a day.

I drive these streets lookin left and right.
Stop my car at the flashin light.
The train goes by full of passengers.
Their silhouettes inflame my nerves.
A load of women is all I see.
The men are all invisible to me.
My mind is like a satyr at play.

I fall in love a hundred times a day.

Gotta scatter my seed.
It’s a biological need.

What’s a red-blooded boy to do
When they all beg to be pursued?
This howling beast can’t be subdued.
It’s got x-ray eyes that strip ’em nude.
Just gotta let it have its way.
So serve ‘em up on a silver tray,
Wrapped in ribbon with a rose bouquet.

I fall in love a hundred times a day.

Copyright 2010  NADJA MUSIC  Reinaldo Garcia
Lyrics: September 16, 1989  Bajo el Volcan Bookstore, Cuernavaca, Morelos, Mexico
Music: August 20, 2009  Monterey, California

Vocals: Chris James
Chip Abernathy - drums and percussion
Brian Pepo - bass
Tim Thompson - acoustic and electric guitars

Produced, Mixed and Mastered by Fett,
Azalea Studios, Nashville, Tennessee

Success = boredom

Copyright 2010 NADJA MUSIC Reinaldo García

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