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While visiting Russia in 1995, I found a basement bar and it just so happened that the Beatles were on stage playing, Ed Sullivan show era, though they sang in Russian. That’s where I met Natasha… and if you can speak Russian, the last line is for you.

Lyrics:
A smokey room, a foreign place, I have come to see the land we once feared
The people smile, like old friends and everybody starts to cheer
The band rocks across the stage, everybody moves to catch their heartbeat
I spy you watching me beneath your long hair and everything just melts away

Chorus 1: Natasha, Natasha, you caught me with your eyes,
Look into my soul, it’s love that you shall find.
The world may be in between, but that isn’t how it has to be!

We shared a smile, I watched you dance, then you held your hand out invititng.
Nothing to say, nothing to lose from one slow dance with you
But it could translate exciting

Chorus 2: Natasha, Natasha, you caught me with your eyes,
Look into my soul, it’s love that you shall find.
Natasha, there’s a world to define, we can show them how it all could be!

As the music ended we made wishes with our eyes
A voice called out your name and you drew back to his side
My pipe dreams blew away and I wondered if you cared
If you looked back just once I would know I should have dared…
…spin your golden hair….let me hold your longing stare….
Then she turned with a smile, I was walking on air!
Chorus 1 and 2

Natasha! N-n-n-n- Natasha!
This could only mean…Ya Tebya Looblyu!

Words and Music by Eric E. Everett ©1996

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Oh, college heartbreak… but it gave me something to do in the recording studio!

Lyrics:

My pulse is pumping quickly as I watch the clouds rush by.
All thoughts return to last night as I try to answer why.
Confusion wreaks havoc on my heart,
Delusion has pulled my world apart.
I thought you knew the way I’ve loved you from the start.

Silently our faces touched, the world just disappeared.
Your fingers moving over me extinguished all my fears.
I was alive, you had released what you’d denied
For oh so long, to my dark nights you brought the dawn.
But today you walk away, what has gone wrong?

You tell me what you need so I can’t understand
Why when it comes from me it wasn’t what you had planned.
I’m down on my knees for you to give a chance
To prove that I could be your man.

It hurts to guess so I assumed what your advances meant.
My body drew conclusions since my thoughts were too intense.
I was alive, our tight embrace sent me so high,
But now I’m down, you shy away when I come around.
Was I a fool to hope your love was what I’d found?

Chorus: Stay with me or set me free.

My spirit is held captive by the flame that burns me blue.
I shouldn’t play with fire but my love’s ablaze for you.
Confusion, you toss and turn me in the night,
Delusion, my world can’t turn without your light,
Will you illuminate your answers for my sight?

Chorus

Words and Music by Eric E. Everett ©1988

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This song was probably being written in my head as I was playing some cover song in a bar to a random bunch of pool-playing patrons. Many many bar stages since….

Lyrics:

Play something that rhymes with money honey,
Something that makes for good times.
It’d really be nice if it’s funny buddy and the words you sing better rhyme.
Don’t make it a chore, just stick to 4/4,
Pump up the beat till it grinds.
Make it sultry for dancin’ out on the floor with
Sounds that groove with the times.

Chorus:

Take a look at my sharp new hook
You can’t hear it but you’ll catch it from my eyes.
My lines cast out to coax a few good fish
Into believing that our world could use a better state of mind.

Hey-dee-ho baby, well how do you know
What really goes on inside the show?
It’s all who’s got the money and where does it go.
All I know is that it moves too slow!

Upon the bar room stage I’ll sing until I’m grey, playing favorites of the day
And that’s o.k., but I’ve got something more to say that might not fit the pace.

Pause a while to ponder style, is it really ever worth your while
To fit into the latest mold to catch elusive gold?
Survival in the scheme of things means fitting on the spot
Stick to what you mean to sing, don’t lose what you’ve got.

Chorus

Survival in the scheme of things means fitting on the spot
Stick to what you mean to sing, don’t lose what you’ve got!
Don’t lose what you’ve got, don’t you lose it,
Don’t lose what you’ve got!!

Words and Music ©1987 Eric E. Everett