high maintenance girl - 

CREDITS & LYRICS

copyright 2017

Released April 20, 2017 - 15 tracks

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Featuring

Gary Putman, Dread Zeppelin

Ardy Sarraf, The Fab Four

Michael Leasure, Drummer, Edgar Winter & Walter Trout 

Pat O'Brian, Priest's of Love

Glenn Bassett, bass

Kim Conrad, drums

Gary Falasco, drums

Devin Thomas, keyboard, Southwest Sound

Jean Sudbury, fiddle & mandolin

Kristy Cepielik, vocals, guitar, percussion & harmonica

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All songs, music & lyrics except Golden Ring are written & produced by Kristy Cepielik

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LYRICS

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1. honey honey

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

 

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chorus

give me honey honey honey

that's what make the world go round

give me honey honey honey

that's what make the world go round

give me honey honey honey

that's what make the world go round

honey makes the world

and honey makes the world

and honey makes the world go round

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darlin' darlin' darlin'

tell me what we gonna do

you give me lovin' lovin' lovin'

without you I'm a hopeless fool

and baby baby baby

you got the fastest gun in town

no I don't need no money

cause I got you honey

in lovin' I'm the richest girl around

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love love love

love makes the world go round

gimme love love love

love makes the world go round

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angel precious angel

you got me on a bended knee

we won the Guinness Record

for loving in this century

and sweetie sweetie sweetie

you never ever let me down

and as we grow old I want you to hold

we can rest laying underground

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chorus

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2. talk talk talk

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

slide guitar Pat O'Brien

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

drums Gary Falasco

bass Glenn Bassett

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LYRICS

I don't feel lonely without your company

baby with friends like you

I don't need no enemies

I see through your fake smile and fancy clothes

and if you say things about me again

you get a fist right up your nose

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chorus

cause you, you just talk talk talk

you talk a too much shit

(yeah the boy talks too much shit, yeah the boy talks too much shit)

yeah you, you just talk talk talk

you talk too much shit

(yeah the boy talks too much shit, yeah the boy talks too much shit)

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yeah I know you're the hippest

almost disease free

and you'll pay a consequence if you act tough with me

so you been protected your whole sorry life

till you been resurrected baby you better start being nice

 

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and if I was a beggar and you was my beggar man

you know I got a feeling that you'd steal from my tin can

well darlin' I'm not perfect but at least I got a clue

and may God smack me upside the head if I act at all like you

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chorus

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3. driving

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik with Devin Thomas assisting

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

bass Glenn Bassett

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LYRICS

I'm gonna slip on my muumuu and I'm gonna eat my pie

I'm gonna jump in my GMC and we gonna fly

I don't care where we go with you by my side

looking good with your moonlit smile, watchin' you drive

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chorus

I like the way the wind feels blowing in my hair

let's burn some rubber baby, drive from our cares

you and the neon are answers to my prayers, baby

driving in my GMC

driving in my GMC

driving in my GMC

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call up your mama tell her we ain't coming today

I got a show in Barstow that I want to play

gonna head on up to Vegas later on since we going that way

pack up the cat and doggie and we'll leave today

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chorus

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pump up the gas and drive

pump up the gas and drive

pump up the gas and drive

I feel free

driving in my GMC

driving in my GMC

driving in my GMC

you and me baby

driving in the GMC

rolling, rolling along

driving in my GMC

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4 for the good of mankind

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

drums Kim Conrad

bass Glenn Bassett

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LYRICS

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i don't want to cuss you out

 I don't want to talk about

things you never say in your non-existent terms

a step away from the hang man's hold

easily out of control 

you my sweet sweet oyster

spit me out cause I'm your beautiful pearl

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chorus

and I don't claim to be the perfect girl

but I need love in this cold world

step inside cause I like what I see

and I'm not looking for superman

but I'll let you love me the best you can

do it for the good of mankind and a high maintenance girl

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I am far too numb to cry

and I'm too young and rich to die

I live life with a crippled dog in a musical world

little high maintenance me

I've seen it all, I watch TV

I just like your freedom

come on and feel the way my guitar curves

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chorus

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papa...

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I may seem out of control

cause baby I need love to ease my soul

why don't you make a real smooth move on me

cause I'm not looking for forever man

but I'll let you love me the best you can

do it for the good of mankind and a high maintenance girl

like me

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5  johnny bang your drum (dedicated to my friend and drummer John Anthony Chappel)

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

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LYRICS

I don't recall the month we met
not too much was said

you were hanging with some girl at a party

you came in kind of late

but our friendship was fate

did I ever tell you John you are my soulmate

and you don't have to say a God damn thing

when the music plays the angel's gonna keep time with their wings

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chorus

Johnny Bbang your drum

JOhnny bang your drum

everybody wants to hear you playing

Johnny bang your drum

Johnny bang your drum

you got us on our knees for your we're praying (let's have some fun)

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they gonna come for miles around

to see the best backbeat in town

but don't you play when the saints come marching in

and God's got you in his hands and you're a big strong man

Johnny please get up don't keep us waiting

with you this way so much is left unsaid

and this girl needs a drummer

so get up out of bed

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chorus

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tell us  a story cause I can't wait to hear

Geronimo's on your side and outside the sky is clear

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I want to dance with you this is your party

see you raise your glass to everyone

I never got to tell you I am sorry

Life is too short Johnny for yours to be done

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chorus

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6  golden ring

music & lyrics written by Braddock & Van Hoy, originally sung by Jones & Wynette

vocals Kristy Cepielik & Gary Putman

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

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LYRICS

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in a pawn shop in Chicago
on a sunny summer day
a couple gazes at the wedding rings out on display

she smiles and nods her head
as he says Honey that's for you,
it's not much, but it's the best

That I can do

 

chorus

golden ring with one tiny little stone
waiting there for someone to take it home
by itsel it's just a cold metallic thing
only love can make a golden wedding ring

 

in a little wedding chapel later on that afternoon
an old upright piano plays that old familiar tune
tears roll down her cheeks  as happy thoughts run through her head
as he whispers low With this ring, I thee wed."

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chorus

in a small two room apartment 
as they fought their final round
He says, "You won't admit it,
But I know you're leavin' town."

She says, "One thing's for certain,
I don't love you any more."
And throws down the ring
As she walks out the door

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chorus

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in a pawn shop in Chicago
on a sunny summer day
a couple gazes at the wedding ring
there on display
golden ring

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7  let's get married

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

backup vocals Gary Putman

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

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LYRICS

let's get married darin' let's get married

there ain't nothing better than a love that's true

let's get married darlin' let's get married

gonna swing out on the front porch and spend my days with you

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I can drive the tractor and you can fix my truck

we won't have no hard times in love with such good luck

we'll hang out of the window all our clothes to dry

you can plant the daisies while I make apple pie

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let's have babies darlin' let's have babies

one can be a cowboy and the other will follow the rules

let's have babies darlin' let's have babies

that's how I want to spend all my time with you

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bumbumbumbum

lets get married my love

bumbumbumbum

let's get married my love love love ohhhh

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let's get married darin' let's get married

you go get your pit bull, wash him till he shines

let's get married darlin' let's get married

we can buy a case of that good $2 wine

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you can be the good guy when I'm feeling mad

when we play guitar well, life won't be so bad

I let you be Johnny if I can be your June

as long as I have you I don't need no silver spoon

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so let's get married darlin' let's get married

you go ask my daddy and he will say that's fine (NO!)

let's get married darin' let's get married

I want to be with you for a long long time

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bumbumbumbum

let's get married my love

bumbumbumbum

let's get married my love love love

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lets get married darin' let's get married

there ain't nothing better than a love that's true

let's get married darlin' let's get married

gonna swing out on the porch and spend my days with you

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you're the only one that is custom made for me

sing about forever cause that's how it will be

I'm in it for the big time, now my heart is set

on being your sweet mama and growing old in bed

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so let's get married darin' let's get married

you go ask my daddy and he will say that's fine

let's get married darlin' let's get married

I want to be with you for a long long time

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so let's get married darlin' let's get married

you go ask my daddy and he will say that's fine 

let's get married darin' let's get married

I want to be with you for a long long time

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8  ain't gonna marry you

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik & Ardy Sarraf

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

hand drum Kristy Cepielik

bass Glenn Bassett

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LYRICS

no I ain't gonna marry you cause you ain't no fun

I got me another man but I'm not sure that he's the one

so don't try to buy me with things that I can get for free

no I ain't gonna marry you, cause you're too good for me

no I ain't gonna marry you cause you're just way too good for me

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you know your diamonds and you wear linen clothes

my baby had no money but we had powder for our nose

and all of that sweet talk you whisper when you know I'm mad yeah

get's me a hissing and then I feel bad

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well I know it's funny too bad the joke is on me

well I ain't gonna marry you cause you're too good for me

no I ain't gonna marry you, cause you're just way too good for me, yeah

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and if I marry you, I'd live on the run

you live so dangerously, you even own a gun

and a my babies they'd have curly hair

and you're so jealous, always wanting me there

and what about money, well you know how much I need yeah

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no I ain't gonna marry you, cause you're too good for me

no I ain't gonna marry you, I'm saying it politely 

no I ain't gonna marry you cause you're way too good for me

no I ain't gonna marry you, it just wasn't meant to be

come on, no way man, no no no

cause you're just way too good for me

it just wasn't meant to be

no way man

alright now

uh hugh

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9  boom boom

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik (with music, assisted by Devin Thomas)

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

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LYRICS

I caught my man on the cheating floor

slapped his face and shut the boor

I called his mama she said do her in

and I was taken to jail cause you had a sore chin

now I don't think that violence is cool

but that man he took me for a fool

it was like an old school movie scene

but wheat the system did was a bad bad dream

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chorus

I ain't no killer but I did my time

though a cheating liar he committed no crime

to break a poor girl's heart is ok to do

just don't do the boom boom boom or the cops will get you

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he wanted money wanted cold hard cash

but it backfired like a shotgun blast

stay with your girlfriend you ain't welcome home

and you dropped her like and old dog bone

they let me go on an answered prayer

on my knees while locked up in there

saw my daddy on the steps outside

I was so ashamed I walked home with no ride

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10 free

music & lyrics written by Kristy Cepielik

vocals Kristy Cepielik

produced by Kristy Cepielik

engineering Devin Thomas, South West Sound, Sierra Madre, California

keyboard Devin Thomas

guitar Gary Putman

acoustic guitar Kristy Cepielik

percussion kristy Cepielik

drums Michael Leasure

bass Glenn Bassett

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LYRICS

finally I am free

gonna stop biting the bullet right now

what's wrong with me

I was never any good at it anyhow

no more looking back

memories don't soothe the things I've learned

could take a hundred years to grow a tree

and a day to watch it burn

I want to be happy without love 

I want to believe

melt the dice and rip the cards

cause I'm not playing this game anymore

maybe I'll join the Buddhists

and cut off what is left of my hair

say a prayer for me

cause I was born healthy and now my minds a mess

doesn't that make me a candidate to be blessed

I won't ponder if you care

cause I don't want to care that you don't care

it's not fun to feel feelings for people who aren't there

my Lord what happened to my big brigt world

donated my dream book to the Salvation Army and took your name off my will

but I'm free

yippee

any day now I'll start writing happy songs

yeah casue I'm free

alright now

whoo hoo

a life without love alright, I'm free and you mean nothing to me

cause I'm free

and all the pressure's off now darlin

cause I'm free

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