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Why You Wanna Leave, Runaway Queen?

by Lisa LeBlanc

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Doug Harris I can't stop listening to all of Lisa's music. I've seen her live many times, and it's like to record times a thousand. What a national treasure! Favorite track: I Love You, I Don’t Love You, I Don’t Know.
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steveinsocal "... in which La Reine de Folk-Trash switches effortlessly from Chiac to English while never straying to far from her Acadian country-folk roots. Have no fear, the banjo is still there (check out her cover of "Ace of Spades"), but there's also plenty of pedal to the metal guitars on this riotous blast of an album..."

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Favorite track: Why Does It Feel So Lonely (When You Are Around)?.
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matthiasbrau T'es completement folle! Ta music est le jam! Je t'attends ici à NYC. Don't make me wait!
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1.
Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? Before you break up with me   Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? ’Fore you say that you don’t want to be with me anymore Oh, you weren’t ready, that’s all   Could you at least have the decency to let me have my coffee Before you leave?   Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? ’Til you finally admit that you’ve found somebody Oh, you never loved me at all   Well, since you’re bringing up the subject I never thought you were the one And you were bad in the sack And you’re kind of a dick when you’re drunk Oh, you owe me $200 And your band kinda sucks My friends didn’t liked you It’s not me, it’s you It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine It’s fine, it’s fine, it’s fine   It’s fine, it’s fine See ya later or never Ciao bye, ciao bye, ciao bye   Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee? Could you at least wait ’til I’ve had my coffee?
2.
Someone get me outta here Someone get me outta here Before I go crazy Before I go crazy I’ve been all over town I’ve been all over town It’s getting pretty old It’s getting pretty old I’ve been here two days And it feels like forever City slickers and country boys City slickers and country boys Don’t mix here now They don’t mix here now Greasy men and sleazy looks Sleazy women and greasy looks I’ve got a feeling I ain’t welcome here I’ve been here two days And it feels like forever Someone get me outta here Someone get me outta here Before I go crazy Before I go crazy I’ve been all over town I’ve been all over town It’s getting pretty old It’s getting pretty old I’ve been here two days And it feels like forever I’ve been here two days And it feels like forever
3.
I won’t say it to your face So I’ll write a song about it I won’t say it to your face So I’ll write a song about it I love you like a sister I love you like a sister I mean, come on We’ve been friends this long I love you like a sister So I watch you like a hawk Sorry but I just can’t help it So when you talk about him And tell me the things that he tells you And the stuff he pulls off The red flags are a-poppin’ The alarms are a-ringin’ I can’t say I’m his number one fan You call me to rant and it’s totally fine We’ve both seen each other’s ugly cry It’s none of my business, but it kinda is ’Cause you talk to me about it all the time And I understand that you love him and I respect that But I kinda want to punch him in the balls Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP? Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP? We’ll throw a big party I’ll buy the balloons and the booze There’ll be a buffet of Kleenex We’ll be ready for the grand ol’ cryfest Ice cream, Nutella and chips You name it, I got it But until that day comes I’ll listen and wait patiently And tell myself Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP? Wouldn’t it be lovely if you’d just dump the guy ASAP?
4.
I love you, I don’t love you I love you, I don’t know I love you, I don’t love you I love you, don’t know Is this the real deal? The rest of my life? Is this how it’ll feel For the rest of our lives? Something’s a little off But you shrug it off Change the subject ’Til you put your finger on it I love you, I don’t love you I love you, I don’t know I love you, I don’t love I love you, don’t know   Picture perfect Everything you need Why you wanna leave Runaway queen?   Take your time But make it quick Either pack your bags Or settle in   I love you, I don’t love you I love you, I don’t know I love you, I don’t love you I love you, don’t know   Once the words have been said You can’t go back To what you used to have Once the words have been said You can’t go back To what you used to have   I love you, I don’t love you I love you, I don’t know I love you, I don’t love you I love you, don’t know
5.
What we became And what could have been Two wrongs make a right ’Til they realize they’re in denial Honeymoon dreams of silk and Champagne And city skylines that took our breath away But we put a dimmer on those city lights And the silence we’ve created is screaming at the top of its lungs Why does it feel so lonely When you are around? Why does it feel so lonely When you are around? The eggshells we walk on have land mines beneath them And our solid ground is turning to quicksand And the right words to say are the rarest of their kind And the only thing left to say is a cliché: I’m sorry Why does it feel so lonely When you are around? Why does it feel so lonely When you are around? There’s no right way to break a heart
6.
Voodoo woman Or so you say Self-proclaimed Tarot card fiasco   Voodoo woman Tourist vulture High-class beggar Palm reading bonanza   Four leaf clovers Gris-gris and sage Spare you a blessing For your lucky pennies Voodoo woman Dressed for the part Shangles and dangles And tricks up her sleeves No divine intervention No channelled spirits No cleaner aura No aligned chakras You’re a fake You’re a fraud You’re a scam You’re a rat A wannabe An imposter And I just got screwed
7.
Ti-gars 02:27
Ti-gars t’es parti T’es parti pour l’aventure T’es parti pour tou’l temps T’es parti pour toujours Pi t’es parti avec mon char T’es tombé dans la boisson Tu pouvais pu payer la rente Fait que t’es parti pour tou’l temps T’es parti pour toujours Pi t’es parti avec mon char Ti-gars tu t’es sauvé Tu t’es sauvé j’sais pas ayou Tu faisais manière de pitcher T’étais comme manière d’un esclave Pi t’es parti avec mon char Ti-gars t’es parti T’es parti pour l’aventure T’es parti pour tou’l temps T’es parti pour toujours Pi t’es parti avec mon char
8.
5748 km 03:15
So let’s get this straight You’re in Vancouver and I’m in New Brunswick That makes 5 748 kilometers We’re talking two different oceans, four time zones apart A seven-hour plane ride, plus connections A six-day drive if you don’t stop to pee too much It’s probably the dumbest idea I’ve ever had But I love you, yes, I really do That’s a lot of writing about your day And sending letters by pigeon That’s a lot of “I miss you’s’’ And “I wish you were here’s’’ A lot of Xs on the calendar and Xs for kisses A life of hellos and a life of goodbyes It’s probably the dumbest idea that I’ve ever had But I love you, yes, I really do Well, maybe we’re crazy or just plain stupid But, God, it feels good, my God, it feels nice Just try to enjoy it without thinking too much I don’t know, just go with the flow It’s probably the dumbest idea that I’ve ever had But I love you, yes, I really do So let’s get this straight You’re in Vancouver And I’m in New Brunswick That makes 5 748 kilometers We’re talking two different oceans, four time zones apart A seven-hour plane ride, plus connections A six-day drive if you don’t stop to pee too much It’s probably the dumbest idea I’ve ever had But I love you, yes, I really do Well, I love you, yes, I really do Well, I love you, yes, I really do
9.
Eh cher T’es resté trop longtemps T’es resté une miette de trop Pi ça tué le mystère Eh cher You’ve stayed here too long You’ve overstayed your welcome And now it’s time to go Now it’s time to go Eh cher C’est pas que j’t’aime pas Mais trop c’est comme pas assez Laisse-moi le temps de m’ennuyer Eh cher You know that I love you But if you don’t leave soon I just might have to kill you Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail Eh cher J’dis juste ça comme ça Mais ça me fera plaisir De t’aider avec tes valises Eh cher Time is a-tickin’ And I’ll be happy and a-willin’ To help you pack up and go Pack up and go Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail Eh cher, it might be time to hit that dusty trail
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11.
If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man You win some, lose some, it's all the same to me The pleasure is to play, it makes no difference what you say I don't share your greed, the only card I need is The ace of spades Playing for the high one, dancing with the devil Going with the flow, it's all a game to me Seven or eleven, snake eyes watching you Double up or quit, double stakes or split The ace of spades You know I'm born to lose, and gambling is for fools But that's the way I like it, baby I don't wanna live forever And don't forget the joker! Pushing up the ante, I know you got to see me Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again I see it in your eyes, take one look and die The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be The ace of spades
12.
I ain’t perfect, babe And I’m tryin’ to accept it I’ve got my own shit to deal with Oh I know, I know, I know I ain’t perfect, babe And I’m tryin’ to accept it And I try so hard to be loved by you But I don’t know what to do Twenty-five years old and wishing I were 30 Just to feel better in my own skin The grass is greener on the other side I’ve been lonesome for some time I ain’t perfect, babe Though, I’ve been trying I know I’m a character And as I get older, it doesn’t seem to get any better I ain’t perfect, babe I know what you’re thinking I’m probably not that bad And you know what? You’re right But I’ve got to see that for myself

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released September 30, 2016

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