Girl Hopping
by Kirsten Opstad
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Digital Album
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Girl Hopping
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Hamburger Mary's
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Backfire
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Shoes, Bikes, Cash
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Miss You Less
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about
Written for the musical Girl Hopping, written by Ilene Fischer; originally produced by Sugar Cereal Productions.
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released 06 September 2011
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Kirsten Opstad is a Somerville-based singer-songwriter and one half of folk-punk sensation The Crazy Exes from Hell. You probably know her from high school.
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Jan 2012 -
Sep 2011 -
Jul 2010 -
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Jan 2008
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- Track Name: Girl Hopping
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I know girls on diets, on diets
I know girls on leashes, on leashes, on leashes
I know girls long distance, long distance, long distance
I know lots of girls
I know girls with girlfriends
Who sleep all of my friend, of my friends, all my friends
I know girls with accents, accents, hot accents
I know lots of girls
If you want to be with me
Get up to speed on Nietzsche
If I see you reading
I'll want you underneath me tonight
And I know girls that flirt with, that flirt with, that flirt with
Becoming alcoholics, ca-haulics, ca-haulics
Don’t care where you get your kicks, get your kicks, get your kicks
As long as I get mine
I know girls with problems, with problems, real problems
And I know girls that want them, that want them, that want them
The thing they have in common, in common, in common
Is that they all drive jeeps
It’s possible my view is
Slightly nihilistic
This collar needs some lipstick
Looking for a smart chick tonight
Know girls that swear they’re stopping, they’re stopping, they’re stopping
Sick of window shopping, -dow shopping, -dow shopping
But they can’t stop girl hopping, girl hopping, girl hopping
Cause they know lots of girls - Track Name: Hamburger Mary's
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What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas
But we broadcast live from Hollywood
Hope that you’re listening,
Can’t forget when you kissed me
On the hottest day in Hollywood
The dykes on bikes all saw it happen
Through the crowd of men dressed like Judy Garland
When reached for my belt, you scratched my heart
Now beating for a reason: to make more art
Ironic, though I choose not to eat meat
My muse chose me in front of Hamburger Mary’s
My muse chose me in front of Hamburger Mary’s
Proud to be out, proud to be gay
Proud of how much skin I got to see that day
Used to play acoustic, now I make them mic it
I kissed a girl, and I really fucking liked it
Ironic, though I choose not to eat meat
My muse chose me in front of Hamburger Mary’s
My muse chose me in front of Hamburger Mary’s - Track Name: Backfire
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The road to your bed is paved with good intentions
Laid by lovers that you left and failed to mention
Plans as frail as camel’s backs and here’s the straw:
There is no law for love, you cannot fix the draw
Backfire, burns will to teach you not to play with matches
Backfire, seeing me with her will salt your scratches
Backfire, everything is planned out and it won’t—
Backfire, you’re bound to want me back now
Keeping out of other people’s business
Especially those who specialize in personal fitness
Setting up your friends is fun when it starts,
But meddling in dark arts, you’re breaking people’s hearts
Backfire, burns will to teach you not to play with matches
Backfire, seeing me with her will salt your scratches
Backfire, everything is planned out and it won’t—
Backfire, you’re bound to want me back now
I have found love, finally
Loosed my chains and now I’m free
I hope you can be, happy for me
It’s not too late say that you still want me
That backfired, you think you can just walk out?
That backfired, desperate for a rebound?
Backfired, I guess your standards went down
It backfired, I guess your standards went down - Track Name: Shoes, Bikes, Cash
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Girls are like shoes, they come in twos
Heard about you, there’s someone new
Your new girlfriend’s IQ suggests a history with glue
I can wait around, won’t be your rebound
Girl’s like a bike, you used to ride
Don’t care how long she’s gone, you’ll get back on
How could you forget, you loved her since the day you met
The best nostalgic sex, with your ex
Girl’s are the cash that I don’t have
Flat-broke, alone while you score fast
Your girlfriend doesn’t care; if you’re both doing it, it’s fair
I guess everybody’s happy, except me
I guess everybody’s happy, except me - Track Name: Miss You Less
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You'll miss me less
When you're kissing someone else
As long as I can do
Whoever I want to
Know that I’ll always love you - Track Name: This City is an Open Wound
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This city’s is like an open wound
You ran your taloned fingers through
The 101’s a bloody, ugly mess
You carved yourself new freeway
Surprised you even you even like LA
Where everyone’s an uninvited guest
Thank Monsieur Camus
It’s absurd how much I want you
Everyone wants you,
It’s the burden that you bear
Beware the beautiful
That know they’re beautiful
Falling for you felt just like falling down steep stairs
You picked me up and let me drop
Turns out everbody wants to hop
Never tell your girls they’re being used
Your confessions are a work of art
Admit it, girl, you broke my heart
Spend my days, chasing down my muse
Thank Monsieur Camus
It’s absurd how much I want you
Everyone wants you,
It’s the burden that you bear
Beware the beautiful
That know they’re beautiful
Falling for you felt just like falling down steep stairs
